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If you say happy, Tyra can not fully mention it, because now she just stay at home as a housewife as her husband expected.

His stomach is growing. He is eight months and two weeks old, and only two weeks from now the estimated birth will take place.

Tyra woke up today. Atan is too. They spend the weekend nights with a hot night sport. Doctor Karen said, Atan should often ‘visit’ at the age of Tyra's pregnancy that already exists at the end of this third trimester, so that the baby's grandpa can immediately come out without a hitch. Atan did not mind, he would do it with pleasure because he was also the one who benefited. Like last night, Atan even ‘visit’ twice to meet in vain in the belly of mama. This morning, I couldn't wake up.

“Dear, I have to get up. Five o'clock.” complains Tyra, trying to get up and move away Atan's arm that hugged him.

“Eummm, five more minutes.” Atan squirms and grabs his embrace.

“You haven't sho—”

“Ah Yes.”

When it comes to worship, Atan will immediately rise from his place. He jumped down from the bed, then rushed to bathe and perform dawn worship. Tyra did the same thing in turn. After that he headed for the kitchen, looking around for something in the freezer that could be used to make breakfast this morning.

“There are only eggs, which.” said Tyra as he straightened his back and turned towards Atan.

“Breakfast aja yuk. While walking.” take Atan, who was not rejected by Tyra in the slightest. Last night was tiring, plus his big stomach, Tyra was really lazy to do activities today.

“Yes.” short sambar Tyra, then walk to the room to pick up a sweater.

Atan also goes to the room to pick up his phone, then takes Tyra in his arms and walks out together.

From the complex of houses that Tyra and Atan occupied, it took about fifteen minutes if it was a walk. This couple is a concern because of their compatibility, and of course the one who glanced a lot was the Adam on the beautiful woman beside Atan.

Seeing Tyra being the center of attention of many men's eyes, Atan's male instincts appeared. Possessively he reached for Tyra's waist, embracing it until he reached the pecel shop of Atan's subscription that since marriage also became Tyra's favorite place for breakfast if he was lazy to cook.

Yes, the house they occupied was across the street, opposite the housing complex where Atan lived with his mother and sister. He deliberately chose the close so that he could monitor his mother and sister. Tyra did not mind at all because she also loved Atan's mother and sister.

“Retno is like Linda deket.” said Tyra managed to interrupt Atan with curiosity.

“Oh yes?”

“Linda not a story?” tyra asked, while Atan shook his head. “Actually it's been a long time, but I don't dare to tell. Scared presumptuous. But, yes finally fell flat as well.” Tyra giggled until his shoulders shook.

“Since when?” Atan began to wonder.

“Since we married, anyway, like.” replied Tyra did not want to give certainty. Afraid of speaking wrongly too.

Atan lets Tyra sit waiting for him at one of the tables. The man will order. After ordering, Atan sat down opposite Tyra, mingling with other buyers who several times greeted him because of neighbors.

“So they're dating?” continued Atan wanted to know, because this concerns the sister.

“Lack of knowing too, anyway. Ask Linda directly.”

Atan nodded. He'll ask Linda, later.

Their order came, Atan and Tyra immediately devoured the matching pecel rice on their tongues. Since the womb entered the age of five months, Tyra no longer feel difficulty when eating and activities. His appetite had returned, and his body was no longer limp. Atan even now difficulty if you want to carry Tyra and try a new style. Oops! This is not a slip-up.

After breakfast was over, Tyra wanted to go home soon. Atan immediately obeyed and they again walked through the streets of the complex.

But in the middle of the road, Tyra suddenly felt his stomach like cramping, aching so much that he could not walk and cover on the sidewalk.

“Why you?” atan asked worriedly seeing Tyra who bit his lip holding back the pain. “Your stomach hurts?” he continued to be more afraid as sweat started to come out and wet Tyra's forehead.

Tyra nodded, but a moment later the cramp disappeared and they continued on their way home. At the hospital, the hospital came again, then disappeared again. Come again, disappear again. Until Tyra realized that he was now experiencing contractions and asked Atan to take him to the nearest delivery place.

Atan carried Tyra towards the car with a slow step adjusting Tyra's steps, then ran back into the house to pick up two large bags of baby necessities and Tyra maternity equipment that had been prepared a week ago in anticipation if suddenly there was a contraction like this.

Atan traced his way with his brain, looking for the nearest maternity house because Tyra felt the pain more and more often.

“Please a minute dear.” Atan said as he rubbed the top of Tyra's head with a feeling of peerless anxiety.

Until finally Atan saw a midwife practice house that once recommended to them by doctor Karen if in an emergency situation. Atan immediately searches the parking lot for his car and helps Tyra get out of the car.

Atan was surprised instead of playing when something resembling water suddenly fell under Tyra's feet standing, then Tyra groaned and like straining.

“Say,”

Atan was at a loss for words. His body was as limp as jelly, but he swiftly caught Tyra's legs and carried her through the front of the simple building while calling out the midwife's name in a loud voice for help.

Someone appeared and deftly helped Atan lay down Tyra who was straining again. The midwife's hand trembled slightly in shock at Tyra's newly arrived condition that it was ready to give birth.

The midwife simply took off the bottom clothes that Tyra was wearing, leaving her upper clothes on because time was pinched. Tyra has returned.

“Do not make a sound when straining yes, mother.” the first instruction given by the midwife to Tyra because the woman had several times tried to pressure her baby to come out. “Do not close your eyes, and do not lift pan-tat. Arrange and try to calm his breath.” back the midwife gave instructions. “If not heartburn, do not push yes, mother. Use your energy when the heartburn comes back.”

Tyra stopped straining, while Atan felt like he wanted to faint. It was her first time helping out and seeing people giving birth, but Tyra frightened her because the process was sudden and quite fast.

Tyra's grip on his hand began to close again.

“Look again, the.” said half a merin-tih. He looked at Atan with a face of pain, and Atan could no longer hold back his tears.

“Strong yes dear, soon we can see adek. You are patient, strong.” said Atan channeled soothing support so that Tyra does not panic.

“Review again, mother? Take a deep breath,”

Tyra according. It takes up a lot of oxygen.

“Then press like mother about to defecate.”

Tyra did so, he strained like an instruction from the midwife and the experiment this time succeeded. The little head has appeared.

“Aduh, the bundle is smart. Now the rest is made to cough-cough first mother.” said midwife named Anita with a soft voice.

Tyra did it again. He coughed a little, and the midwife managed to help Tyra bring a very beautiful little figure into this world.

A loud cry from the beautiful baby filled the room. Following the cries of Atan and Tyra who are now hugging each other. They were very grateful that Tyra and also their first daughter were born safely.

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Two families gather, not least Retno who incidentally is still tied to work with Tyra. The man came after Linda and Lastri entered the room where Tyra was lying.

“Congratulations son.” said Lastri with dewy eyes while hugging Tyra affectionately.

“Thank you, Ma.”

All rejoiced to welcome the little beauty who had the same beautiful face as the mother, but had the shape of her lips and nose like her father.

“What's the name?” ask Firdaus who is now rubbing the cheeks padlock the beauty in the baby box.

“Rahajeng Ayu.” []

...—Fin—...

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