YOU'RE DUAL
Chapter 6

Days changed, the clock turned and the moon increased.I do not feel now I have nine months pregnant where soon I will give birth.

I want to be normal and various ways I have done such as morning walk, bumill yoga and others.

"auukkhhhh" peekikku .

before long the pain disappeared, "oh false contraction, Dede babyiii you're about to be born yes son, help mama later ya dear" while I elus my stomach is in waves.

A few days later, I felt a shock so terrible, that I decided to go to the hospital, sure enough it turned out to have been opening 2.

I was accompanied by my husband, mamah and papah, also followed by several brothers from my husband and my mother-in-law while my father-in-law was gone.

"auuuh sick sus" I cried grimacing in pain

"patience mom, soon enough. because it has entered the opening 7"

a few minutes later.....

"dokkkkkk, susssss please, auuh sick"

the doctor and two sisters came into my room, and my husband was with me.

"okay mom, it's time to set your breath." said the doctor.

"pull in the breath...throw out........"

"pull the breath.. throw it away. relax again yes mom"

"pull your breath and.. buuuaaang, okay a little more"

"pull your breath, buanggg...!!"

"ooeeekkk..

oooeeeeekkkk

oeeeeekkkk"

at the same time Bram also shouted "aaauuuukkkkhhh"

because I bit his hand so strongly that it left a mark, understand yes his name is also unintentional, hihi.

welcome to the world, my son.

The sound of her crying made my life come back to life, the pain that I just experienced was suddenly blown away Sakin happy because she had become a mother..

"congratulations mom, the baby girl is so beautiful" said the nurse.

then my baby was bathed and shackled.

after that, my baby was placed on my chest, again these tears fell without saying goodbye, but this time were tears of happiness.

before long Bram mas meng iqomah our baby right next to his ears.

B**bornahrahmanirrahim

A**llahuakbar A**llahuakbar

A*syhadu allaa ilaaha illallah

*Asyhadu Anna Muhammadar the Prophet

Hayya Alash Shalaah's

Hayya alal Falah

Qad Qaamatish Shalaah*,

Qad Qaamatish Shalaah

Allahuakbar Allahuakbar

Laa ilaaha illallah

after iqomah our baby came back crying, like feeling the voice of his father.Don't forget also Bram kissed his beautiful daughter's forehead .

"honey, we haven't given him a name yet" I asked

"hmm right you too"

"how about Farasya Aflah?

"hmm yeah, good name."

"but what's the call??? rasya period? hahaha" I said, even though I was the one who used his name

"husss haphazardly.Ara's calling, yes, dear Ara.... glad not to be called Ara??" I told my husband to hold our baby.

not long after, though,

"oeeekkk"

"wahhh mama's son and papa's smart bangett" while removing these happy tears.

then, then,

"where??? where's papah's grandson?? is this haaa? haloo dear opah, you are the same opah aja" came papa who immediately ran to take our child .

"pah, slow down dong" cried mama

"yes, how did ntar fall" ketusku

"wleeee, it's safe, isn't it?" ledek.

It was obvious that both of my parents loved her very much, Ara was their first grandchild, so naturally they were excited to see our son.

"what's his name, son??" ask papa

"Ara pa,"

"wow a beautiful name for your granddaughter" tears flowed down my father's cheeks, I knew they were tears of happiness.

"Ara will play with opa yes, your mom is her job to love ASI, okay baby" while stroking my baby.

"iiih papa mah ngeselin, that's my son looooo" I refused.

"but papa looooo's grandson" replied my papa who would not lose to me.

I also fell silent because I knew there was no win against my father.

***

Finally we got home, and before that I had prepared a mini room for my baby, not too big and not too luxurious, just simple but beautiful .

Since we got married and chose to stay home alone it has made me learn a lot, one of them is managing the husband's finances that force me to save so that what I want can be achieved even with a long time like making my baby room like this.

Mas Bram is neither poor nor rich, but we are quite happy.

"oooweck"

the crying made me confused myself because being a new mother was not easy. fortunately my mother's father stayed here.

And right, my father's role is very important here, he's really enthusiastic about taking care of my baby.

"hi opa's granddaughter, you why baby" said my father to my nursery.

then fingered Ara's diaper "oh you peed yeah nak hihi"

straight away my dad changed his diaper and my baby was silent for a moment "well, it's nice to change his diaper"

My father was about to leave our room, then I held my father's arm, as he turned I immediately hugged him "papaah, thank you always there for us.."lirihku.

my father returned my arms "son, no need to thank me, you should be grateful because you have given birth to a very funny grandson, do not cry papa does not like it"

I let go of my hug "papa, stay here longer, please"

"oh so now papa is considered to exist?? yesterday didn't you get me papa ngurus papa Hem's granddaughter?" seductive father.

"ah papa mah not cool" while throwing away his face.

"hahaha you're so funny when you're angry, weeee" my father sneered.

"already, already, don't cry anymore. papah will stay here, just calm down.you sleep lah mumpungkung your son is sleeping now" while glancing Ara and go outside the room.

Papa is everything to me, his candlestick is my candlestick even though I often lose when arguing with him. But true rich man, the first love of a daughter is her father .

Ever since mom and dad lived in our house, Bram and I have been sleeping in Ara's room, and mom's dad is sleeping in our room, because my house only has 2 rooms.

I see that Bram is already in the world of his dreams now "hmm can-can he sleep well when his son was crying earlier jeez mas" murmured me.

Since there was no big mattress in Ara's room before, we ended up buying a folding mattress .

I lay my body next to Ara's bed, I'm so grateful to have it.

Sometimes still not sure about the current status that has become a mother, is this really true? or just a dream? I clapped my face three times and it turned out to be real.

Lord, give me the ability to be a mother, my inner self .

****

In the morning, when people wake up, my baby and I are still comfortable with our new sleep, because we stayed up last night.

My husband works without me serving, which means I didn't build, I didn't prepare his clothes and breakfast, and I didn't see him go to work.

"Raina, wake up baby" call mama.

"hmmm"

"hey, breakfast first" my mother continued.

Mother had brought me food, my eyes were wide at the side dishes brought

"Huh? katu katuii vegetable???"

"yes, let your asi go on" my mother replied briefly.

God, I don't like it huaaahhh" my inner cry.