True Love Never Ends
The Part 145

Morning was present, the sun was greeting, emitting a beautiful radiance that sent warmth after a cold night that felt so long, tense and gripping.

The anxiety felt is now replaced with a happy smile that never disappears from the lips of a large family of babies named Muhammad Habiburrahman where now he is surrounded by people who love his mother and certainly will also love him, as the meaning of the name chosen by his father and mother.

"Like Sister Nasha yes" said Harry after noticing the tiny baby who is now asleep on his mother's lap.

Nasha sat leaning on the bed with her feet crossed and held her baby. Harry looked down and kissed the now-vaporized baby

"Huh, the fragrance" cried Harry.

"The kayak looks like a brother-in-law deh" continued Mera who is currently looking at a photo album where there is indeed a photo of Azhar as a baby.

"Try seeing?" asked Elin enthusiastically, Mera also showed the photo. Hanin who was there also noticed, they compared the photo of Azhar and Baby Habib.

"It's like twins with Mr. Azhar" Hanin said.

Nasha who heard that smiled, because Nasha herself did feel that her baby was very similar to her husband.

"Oma'd like to carry Baby Habib, would you?" tanya Bu Anjana spoke with her first grandchild. Nasha gave her son to her Oma.

"God, you are truly a gift" he said.

"I almost hanged when I heard Nasha had given birth at home, but the doctor said his estimate is about two weeks away" continued Bu Raya while stroking the head of her grandson "Her hair is already thick ya"

"Yes, Nasha's hair used to be thick as well" said Bu Anjana who again made Nasha smile.

"He is very similar to Azhar, Azhar was born in the middle of the night but in the hospital" said Ummi Rifa.

"Yes, my wife gave birth to Azhar with surgery. But Alhamdulillah Nasha is also easy when giving birth to Baby Habib, although she had fainted for a while but God still takes care of her both"

"Want his taste Papa demanded the wrong doctor" said Mr. Niranjan who instead made Nasha and Mr. Surya laugh, as well as Elin.

"Om, the doctor just did a roast and did an estimate. If it's wrong, it's natural doctors are also human" replied Elin.

"Yes, Pa. Cook it to demand the doctor" continued Nasha.

"But it could be danger, Sha. The proof is that you gave birth, where it rained again, there's no doctor"

"That's a prospective midwife, Ma" Nasha said as she glanced at Mera who was still busy looking at Azhar's photo album. Bu Anjana also took a glance at his second daughter and he let out a long sigh.

"Alhamdulillah too, it is true said people, all there is a silver lining. In that case, let me just put Mera into medical school as well"

"And there is our grandson, Pa" replied Bu Anjana who is still holding his grandchild at this time.

"Yes, healthy, son. Let's be grandfather's heir"

"Already, Pa. Don't talk about it now" Nasha said as she reached out to Bu Anjana, asking for her son's return. Bu Anjana also gave it and Nasha immediately kissed his son's forehead.

"My son will decide for himself what he will be, Pa, Ma. I have to teach her, give her some rules but I won't curb her as long as she's on the right path. Her life belongs to her" Nasha said with a smile.

Again he remembered the message of his husband, where Azhar advised Nasha to arrange his son but not control him. Azhar also wrote about it in her journal. Nasha would certainly follow what her husband's orders were, as she was told not to drive until childbirth.

"Grow like your father, my son. Always gentle to anyone, devoted to parents, affectionate to others and certainly obedient to religion. Being a responsible and mature man, having unlimited patience and having an airy and sincere heart. Because that's what your father is, son"

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My dear Nasha, a child will be what it will be depends on how her mother takes care of her since in her womb and educates her when she is born.

Teach him good things, he usually does good things.

Keep your eyesight and hearing so you don't see or hear bad things.

Take care of what he consumes, make sure thayyiban halalan.

So that he becomes a child awake, sholeh sholehah, and also in order to facilitate the knowledge into and percolate in his soul.

When he can speak, teach him to say good things, teach him to read the scriptures.

When he can stand and walk, invite him to pray so he learns to pray.

If our daughter is a girl, teach her to keep her aurat early on. And keep her to keep her honor and dignity as a Muslim woman.

My dear Nasha, I'm sorry that you had to do that without me by your side.

But I want you to know, you're so much stronger than you think, honey.

I believe that you will be the best mother for our child and our child will be a sholehah and devoted child to you.

Be patient in taking care of her, honey. Educate him as best you can, because the child can be your next investment.