Waiting for a Girl
Part 14 ~Eighteen years ago~
Altar rubbed his wife's distended stomach. "Let's get out quickly, papah is waiting for you, champ," whispered the Altar in his wife's stomach. Aisha smiled and covered her husband's mane.
The altar hugged his wife, kissing all inches of her face. He took out a pillow and stuck it on Aisha's waist.
"Sister" call Aisha. The altar that was opening his wife's negligee arrived at his throats.
"Try me on my lap! I felt uncomfortable" said Aisha, making her Altar look and raising her lap.
Bumil it, squeezing and a little grimacing looking for a place that makes it comfortable.
"Why baby?" ask Altar.
"You don't feel bad, I want to sit comfortably, but somewhere" Aisha replied.
The altar with its power carried the round body of his wife due to pregnancy.
"Sister, aw..," moaned Aisha felt the water broke. The altar felt his hands wet. He immediately ran out and told his house driver to drive a car.
Aisha screamed and bit her lips.
"Gigit, my back is dear," the Altar who was still holding his wife and enduring the pain as Aisha bit her back.
Aisha took a deep breath throwing it away in her back to endure the pain. "Sister, I want to...." Aisha screamed again.
The altar kissed the head of the wife and got out of the car, and immediately ran her into the hospital.
Aisha was already in the delivery room. The altar was not allowed to enter for a while, before it was called to guide.
Papah prospective two children back and forth in the delivery room. Suddenly she received a phone call that her mother had died.
Altar dropped her phone. And running towards her mother's room, they were in the same hospital.
In front of the room was his father crying. The altar immediately ran and hugged his papa. "Bah, don't giveprank, today Aisha gave birth. It's a happy day," the Altar shook its head.
"Receive the fact that the Altar, your mama has gone home," said papa Kana holding his son's shoulder. The altar immediately cried in his papa's arms.
"Mom don't want to meet his second grandchild?" tanya Altar hit the wall, she entered the room with the papa.
"Mama," cried the Altar shaking his mother's body. "Let's get up, we wait for the arrival of the Altar boy? Want to hold a grandchild again? Come on, wake up" cried the Altar.
Kana greased his wife's body by crying. "Why are you leaving faster than my dear? I should have left sooner instead of you" he said.
The door of the room was back open. Abi Nando entered along with Karen's mother.
"Kiay," said Papa Kana hugging his iron.
Abi stroked his best friend's shoulder and his iron shoulder. He told the middle-aged man to cry.
Karen hugged her niece. "Sister, why are you leaving so soon? Not that you came into my room, and asked 'Can I hold my granddaughter again, at my age like this?' Yes, brother, you can still. Let's carry our grandchildren alternately" said Karen in front of the body of her sister-in-law.
"Udah, it's crying. Kasian Mbak Marwan," said Abi Nando. "What altar can you come back to in the delivery room? Maybe your wife needs you now."
The altar wiped her tears and then left. Returning to the delivery room, he entered the room. She saw the baby in the nun's cradle.
"Honey. Mama is not there" said Altar.
The doctor approached the altar and said. "His husband? Sorry my dad's wife seemed to be in a coma for a while. Sorry we didn't tell you, because you were in the morgue. We're taking the only way to get your child out" the doctor explained.
The world stopped turning around to hear the doctor's words. He looked at the body of his wife who was sleeping peacefully in the gurney. He clasped his hand firmly, his anger was immediately burning, if his wife had not given birth to the child and the doctor had preferred his wife, perhaps this would not have happened.
"The son of a pesky carrier" the Altar looked at the baby shelf where there was a tiny baby.
The doctor moved the child and the mother to the treatment room. The altar did not care about the baby at all, the baby continued to cry. However, he just kept quiet, sitting in a chair near the gurney of the wife.
Suddenly the door opened and Rigel and his wife entered the room.
"Asslamualaikum" said the pair. The altar replied.
Rigel's wife, who saw her nephew crying, ran and calmed the baby in her cradle. While Rigel approached the brother's gurney.
The altar looked up and immediately shook Rigel's hand. "Sorry, I can't take care of Aisha. He's in a coma because of me. I left her the minute she was in labor."
Rigel. "This is all God's destiny. My wife and I are so sorry for your mother's death. If you want his funeral, go. My wife and I are going to keep Ais here."
The altar that was still clasping his wife's hand, he slowly came off. "Grand dad bang? If ngeropotin is not necessary," said Altar.
"Go the Altar, we'll take care of them. It's the last time you see your mama" said his wife Rigel.
Altar is awake. "Well, if so, I say bang, mbak," said the Altar making the two couples nod.
The altar approached his daughter. "A fish is here? Keep umi, if you want to go first" said Altar to his daughter.
Fisha nodded. "Well," answered Fisha. The altar went from there, without kissing or holding her baby's cheek. Just giving adhan not yet.
Fisha looked at the departure of the papah. Even though the boy was a child, he understood all circumstances. He was just as thoughtful as Rigel and his current wife.
"Ante, why don't you kiss Fisha's sister?" ask the boy.
Rigel's wife looked down. "You're in a hurry, Fisha."
Fisha simply nodded, she did not want to ask anymore. "Om Igel, the younger sister of Fisha dong" said the boy. " Whoever?"
Rigel approached the little baby. He took the baby from his wife.
After accusing. The man kissed the niece's nose. "Grow wisely. You must be strong through all obstacles of life. Remember your common struggle that gave birth to you in the world, do not waste it, return your common struggle with success. Put both your parents into a beautiful paradise. Be a submissive, patient, and pious child" whispered Rigel to the red baby's ear.
Rigel smiled at his wife. His wife looked at the baby.
"Please, we'll have a little baby too, but God told us to wait in line."
Talita nodded. The two couples have not yet had a baby, but they have also tried. He will still wait for the time when God gives the baby, maybe the creator can not give them the responsibility to be parents.
Rigel put the baby to bed. Rigel knows well from the eyes of the Altar. Her sister-in-law blamed her little baby for causing all this.