You Forgot Me Your Queen
End of Story

After that day, Akbar was taken to the capital to live with Rama. Because Rama and Kama, agreed to divide the duties to take care of Akbar in turn, making the middle-aged man really feel grateful.

God was so good that he sent angels like his two sons.

Until they do not feel the journey of their lives moves very quickly. Kalisa content has filled the month, and the woman is well established to give birth normally.

Just waiting for HPL (Accounted Birth Day) their babies who are both male and female will see the beauty of the world.

Like any ordinary day, every morning Kalisa will help his housekeeper to make breakfast.

With a distended stomach, Kalisa poured warm milk into a glass. However, he suddenly gets an impromptu contraction, making him hold on to the table.

"Argh," said Kalisa, from last night his stomach felt wrapped around. However, he thought it was something ordinary.

"What's up, Mom?" ask Darmi to Kalisa.

"My stomach hurts, Ma'am," Kalisa replied, the more left for the contractions to feel more intense.

"Oh my God, just a minute, Mom. Let me call Mas Rama first."

Madam Darmi went straight to her master's room to call Rama. While Bi Asmi who just finished drying clothes was immediately flabbergasted when she saw Kalisa who grimaced in pain.

Likewise with Rama, when he heard the wife had a contraction, he immediately ran and brought Kalisa into the car.

"We go straight to the hospital, honey," said Rama with a look of panic.

"Yes, Mas," Kalisa replied in a weak voice.

Rama immediately asked Bi Asmi to bring the items they had previously prepared. Then he himself will drive.

"Bi, please take care of the kids and dad well, me and Kalisa go first" Rama said before taking the four-wheeled vehicle to the highway.

Bi Asmi immediately nodded obediently, and the next second Rama planted gas to arrive at the hospital that he had previously planned for the birth of his sons and daughters.

In less than an hour, they finally arrived. Kalisa immediately got treatment, and it turned out that the opening the woman got was very fast.

Rama and Mbak Darmi both waited anxiously. Because the frequency of pain due to contractions is increasingly often Kalisa can.

"Mas, our baby is going out" Kalisa said, feeling a growing urge.

Rama finally called the doctor again, and it turned out that Kalisa's opening was perfect. The woman was immediately taken to the delivery room with Rama who always accompanied her.

By trying his hardest, and of course accompanied by a strand of prayer, finally heard the sound of crying baby boy and followed by baby girl.

"Allahuakbar," said Rama with amazement, Kalisa immediately released his hand grip, and it made Rama immediately prostrate on the floor because he felt grateful to see his baby born into the world.

With trembling lips and body Rama persecuted his two twins. Each verse that came out produced a tremendous cry.

Because he did not believe it, now he really has the status of a father.

After the two babies were cleaned, so was Kalisa. They were immediately transferred to the treatment room, and Kalisa was allowed to breastfeed his two children.

At that moment Rama stood by his wife's side while watching their son's face. There was a small smile engraved, signifying such bliss.

"May I give you their names, dear?" rama asked suddenly, making Kalisa look up.

"Why ask like that, Mom? Of course you can, they're your children."

Again, Rama smiled wider and wider, he rubbed the top of Kalisa's head and left a brief kiss there.

"The man shall I name Haidar Islam the Son of Rama and the woman of Hafiza the Princess of Rama. What do you think, honey?"

Kalisa immediately nodded in agreement, for some reason she felt like the name given by her husband.

"Can, Honey. So the names of our children are Haidar and Hafiza. Hello, honey, now you have his name well, Masha Allah ...."

Kalisa invites his children to talk, but the two babies are only able to blink funny.

And their birth became the closing story between Kalisa and Rama. Two lovebirds who will always join hands despite the many storms that hit their households.

...REALLY DONE...