Young Mothers

Young Mothers
Adzkiya Eileen Rodriguez


Ciara was transferred back to her room 1 hour ago while Devano she only returned after judging baby girl and saw baby girl brought to the baby room for further examination before later it was handed over completely to the family when it was confirmed that the baby girl was really in good health and that was all the desire of Devano because he had to ensure in detail the health of his beloved daughter.


When he entered Ciara's room, he immediately heard a shout from Al.


"Papa" he shouted as he ran towards Devano.


Devano smiled and greeted the body of his son who had stretched out his hands. Devano swiftly brought Al's body into his carrier after Al in front of him earlier.


"Where's the baby girl?" al asked while looking to the right, left and back of Devano's body, looking for his sister's whereabouts. He really can't wait to see that little baby.


"Baby's still in the doctor's office. Maybe baby girl will be brought here soon. Can't wait to see a baby girl?" Al nodded his head enthusiastically.


An anxious Devano pinched Al's nose slowly.


"Prophey, baby. Oh yeah, Al's eating?" devano asked as he walked towards the chair beside Ciara's gurney.


"Udah. We've all eaten except for Mama" Al said. Devano lowered Al's body from his carrier before sitting on the chair.


Devano's eyes now turned towards Ciara.


"Why haven't you eaten hmm?" devano asked as he gently stroked Ciara's hand. While Al who seemed to know his parents needed alone finally he chose to join his grandparents who were also in the room but they were chatting on the sofa not far away the Ciara gurney.


"No appetite for food. The food here is not good either" replied Ciara.


"Don't that, dear. If you don't eat, you can limp your body later. Especially after you devote all your energy earlier to born in a baby girl. Eat yes even if only a little is not what is important your stomach to fill," persuaded Devano while taking food that the hospital provides.


"Open your mouth" said Devano while thrusting a spoon that had been filled with food earlier, but Ciara instead closed his mouth tightly.


"Come baby. It's also for the baby girl. If you do not eat can-can ASI you do not come out later. Do you want baby girls to drink formula?" Ciara. He didn't want that to happen. Because he wanted his son to drink his ASI for two years just like Al used to.


"But this food doesn't taste good Dev," whined Ciara who looked around like a child. Even his behavior exceeded Al's. Understand the hormones of the new mother giving birth, eleven twelve is the same as pregnant women.


"Just for a while, baby. Later if you're home you can eat anything you want, besides fast food," said Devano who got lip disfiguration from Ciara.


"Don't be so dear. If you're so much that I can't stand not kissing you." Ciara glared at his eyes.


"Ish perverted. Remember here not only the two of us but there is still Al with our parents," Ciara recalled.


"Yes, don't be a manyun and eat fast before the baby girl comes here later" said Devano as he handed back a spoon containing food from the hospital.


Ciara finally opened her mouth to receive the food.


With painstaking Devano continues to feed Ciara until the food runs out and coincides with that baby girl is brought in by the sisters.


"Excuse me ladies and gentlemen. The baby has been examined in its entirety and the results are very satisfying no abnormalities or anything that becomes an obstacle to the development of the baby later. And please the mistress gives ASI to the baby who is like it has begun to thirst," said the nurse earlier while handing the baby girl into the shelter Ciara. Ciara carefully accepted it.


"Thank you Sus" said Devano and Ciara in unison.


The nurse looked smiling and nodded then she retreated.


Devano, who saw his son in the middle of the chair with the initiative Devano, immediately lifted Al's body to sit next to Ciara's bed.


After that Devano cleaned the chair that Al had stepped on before sitting on it again because he had stood to honor the nurse who delivered the baby girl.


"Hay baby girl," said Al after seeing more clearly the beautiful face of his sister while his hands were nosy poking the cheeks of a baby girl who was cool breastfeeding.


"That's really funny," Al's anxiety that makes Devano or Ciara chuckle.


"Don't pinch on Al. Dedeknya later cry if Al pinch," Ciara's memory because he saw Al who could not bear to pinch the cheeks of baby girl.


"Hehehe, not Mama. What is a baby girl called?" ask Al curiously.


"Whose goddamn name?" ask Devano. Although he has prepared a name for a baby girl but not if Al wants another name later he can add as a first name or middle baby girl because his last name is definitely using the name Rodriguez name of his family.


Al looked silent as if thinking but a moment later he shook his head.


"I don't know Pa. Al is not good at making people's names," said Al innocently. Devano again chuckled while shuffling Al's hair.


"The baby girl's name is Adzkiya Eileen Rodriguez" Devano said.


Al looked grunting.


"It's so hard, Papa. In short, whose baby girl's nickname?"


"Call Kiya, boy." It was not Devano who answered but Ciara.


Al seemed to nod, at least with him calling his sister by the name of Kiya did not make his tongue sprain later.


Al's hand was stretched out again to interfere with his sister's activities.


"Dedek Kiya dong nennya. Play yuk with Brother," said Al.


"Al, Dedek Kiya is still a baby baby, so dedek can not nemani Al main," said Ciara.


"Ck, so Al has to play alone again?"


"Dear child. There are still Mama, Papa, Mai, Dai, Oma and Opa who are ready to play with Al. And to dedek Kiya wait for him to crawl yes. Later certainly Al is always disturbed by the same Dedek Kiya," said Devano who had seen the change in the face of Al who became sullen.


"So Al has to wait again?" Devano nodded his head.


"How long?" connect Al.


"It's about 6 months" Devano replied.


"Huwaaaaa is a long time away. Al could not wait to play with Kiya, Papa," complained Al with a loud voice.


"6 months is just a minute, baby. Al is patient." Ciara stroked the boy's hair which grew even more sullen. Very anxious Al's face at this time wanted Ciara to bite Al's cheeks that bloated like the bakpao. But unfortunately he did not want to see his son in pain because of his actions. As a result Ciara chose to hold back her current anxiety.