Don't Call My Son the Haram Child
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As time passed, the relationship between Denisha and Rafli grew closer

They often spend time together.

Even the relationship has gotten the green light from Denisha's own mother.

Today, Bu Rita and Rafli plan to come to Denisha's parents' house to do a proposal.

"So I came here to propose to his daughter Shinta's mother, because both Rafli and Denisha are both serious and they have also established their intention to step into a more serious relationship," said Miss Rosa.

Ms. Shinta smiled.

"Yes Ma'am, I accepted Mom and Rafli's proposal, I couldn't get in their way either. They are adults, they are also experienced in household matters. I think it's possible they met here."

"Alhamdulillah" said Rita and Rafli.

"Well, ma'am, then what if we're currently negotiating their wedding date and day?" said Rita ma'am.

"Yes can. Please decide the day first."

They also talked about the wedding day between Rafli and Denisha at that time.

***

Reymond and Zakira were in the examination room, as Zakira was about to deliver via cesarean section.

Zakira lay down while Reymond and his two children were beside him.

Zakira smiled when she saw Reymond's pale face, and Reymond's hands were cold as he rubbed his head.

"Why the hell?"ask Zakira.

"Don't worry about you."

" So, you take it easy, nothing will happen to me."

"Dear, how can we calm down, before you and our baby survive."

A nurse came to them

"We're going to the operating room now, ma'am."

Zakira smiled towards Reymond .

"I'm saying good to you, I'm sorry if I have a fault with you, and you have to advertise whatever will happen to me later."

"Don't say so, baby. You should come back with me. Remember me and our children" said Reymond .

"Yes, I will try to be strong." Zakira clasped Reymond and then kissed her hand.

"Let's get us to the operating room."

The nurse pushes Zakira's gurney into the operating room followed by Reymond and his two children.

After passing through the corridor the nurse brought Zakira into the surgical room and Reymond had to wait outside with Akbar and Aufar.

Both of their children looked calm, though in their hearts anxious.

"Daddy, how long is the operation?" ask Akbar.

"For a long time, we just pray yes, so that mother and sister are given salvation."

"Yes daddy" they answered together.

Silence returned, each praying for Zakira's salvation.

Seconds passed felt long, already an hour Zakira entered the room. Reymond occasionally blew his rough breath.

The restlessness and anxiety he felt. However, Reymond tried to remain calm.

"Daddy, why was it so long ago?" ask Akbar.

Akbar almost cried because he could not imagine if something happened to Zakira.

"The press is calm. God willing nothing happened to Mother." Reymond hugged Akbar and Aufar who started to look anxious.

Oek oek suddenly heard the sound of crying babies in the operating room.

"Daddy that's the sound of Akbar's sister crying huh?"

"Yes dear, it's the sound of Akbar's sister crying. We pray that you'll be safe."

"Aamiin" said the two of them.

Although a little relieved by the birth of his baby, Reymond could not calm down because he did not know the state of Zakira.

They have to wait longer.

Finally, after another half hour, he was in a state of anxiety. Reymond and his two sons heard a gurney being pushed through the operating room corridor.

Reymond immediately got up with his two sons' hands, they waited at the door.

Kreak ..door opens.

They saw Zakira smiling.

"Alhamdulillah" Reymond said with teary eyes.

Reymond turned back to the Sister who was holding her baby.

"Congratulations sir, your baby is a girl."

"Alhamdulillah," said Reymond .

"Yey got a chick!" Aufar and Akbar jumped in excitement.

"Then we take the mother and baby to the treatment room."

"Yes Sister."

Reymond and his two sons were so happy, gone were their restless hearts. As feelings of happiness are not revealed with words.

They also arrived at the treatment room.

"Mother, how's it going?" akbar asked while hugging Zakira.

Zakira welcomed Akbar's embrace.

"Abang Akbar, now he has a sister, seneng no?" ask Zakira.

"Seneng dong Mommy."

Reymond grabs the baby from the nun's hand and holds her.

"Mother look at our baby girl, her face looks just like yours" Reymond said, revealing her face.

"Yes, I've seen. But I think his face is the same as yours, just look at his nose his brown eyes."

"Yes, Dedek looks like Brother, why doesn't he look like Akbar?' tanya Akbar with pursed lips. Increasingly, Akbar realized that he was different from his two brothers.

"Who said, Nih just look at his lips like Brother Akbar, right Mother?" Reymond.

"Yes, his lips are the same as his hair like Brother Akbar."Zakira.

"Are you really like Akbar?"

"It looks like Akbar" said Reymond .

"Now Brother is adek, yes" said Reymond while putting the baby in Akbar's lap.

Akbar hugged the baby.

"Now Daddy's photos." Aufar approached Zakira. They also smiled in front of Reymond's camera phone .

"Cis smile yes" said Reymond .

Some photos were taken.Reymond set the time to take the photo.

They also took pictures with happy and cheerful faces.

Complete is the happiness of Reymond and Zakira with the presence of their children.

The atmosphere in the room was filled with happy jokes and cheerful laughter. Reymond and Zakira agree to share their love with their three children. Without discriminating.

***

Time continued to pass, Alesha's age was already two months. Zakira put on Alesha a baby robe complete with her veil to make the beautiful and tiny baby even more adorable.

Zakira and family are ready with her white and blue couple dress. They will attend the wedding reception of Rafli and Denisha.

"Are you all ready?" ask Reymond.

"Here you go, let's go now."

"Come on." Come on."

Reymond held Alesha while Zakira held her two children's hands together.

The family looked harmonious and harmonious. After everyone got into the car they left.

About half an hour's drive. Reymond and Zakira arrive at the building where Rafli and Denisha are married.

After enjoying the dishes and entertainment at the festive party, they walked over to the beach.

The compact family was immediately the center of attention of the guests because they knew that Zakira was Rafli's ex-wife.

Arriving at the pelaminan Zakira and her family shook hands with Rita's mother, after which they approached the two brides.

Rafli and Denisha are very happy with the presence of Reymond and his family.

"Have a good life" Reymond said, shaking Rafli's hand.

"Thank you very much." Rafli and Reymond embrace each other.

So do Zakira and Denisha they look familiar. Denisha even held little Alesha as they chatted on the cover.

"Goodbye to your new life" said the two of them while carrying a gift package.

Rafli immediately knelt down to align himself with his two sons.

"Thank you, baby" said Rafli, kissing his two sons with teary eyes.

"We bought this gift from setting aside our pocket money well, may you be happy always," said Aufar.

Rafli could not resist the feeling of haru, in his embrace of his two sons.

"Yes, my dear, thank you. May you be the children of Sholeh and always be happy" said Rafli then kissed his two eyebrows.

At the peraminan the atmosphere of haru and happy so obvious.

Now they try to forget the past and open a new page with their respective partners .

After shaking hands they took photos together. Even Rafli was now holding their daughter Alesha, while Reymond was holding a chici.

The photo is proof that they are now a big family. Families are interlinked because of their children.

They are happy with their partners and children forever.

Congratulations to Rafli and Denisha. So did Reymond and Zakira who also found their own happiness.

With this, this story is over. apologize if there are errors and incompatibility of the storyline.

Thanks to Allah SWT who brought us together here, all good things come from God and all mistakes and shortcomings come from the author.

Sorry and thank you to the reader and the pf who brought us together here. Thank you for the support.

See you again with the author's next work.

Greetings dear always. 🤗🤗🤗😘

Assalamu'alaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatu.🙏🥰

Reymonds