
"God is the perfect opening.
"Dooook I can't stand it anymore" cried Ela.
"Yes ma'am, it's a perfect opening. We're starting, ma'am. Take a deep breath and then you exhale while pressing and pressing. Remember his head and butt don't lift ya ma'am" the doctor said.
Ela started taking horses.
"We're starting Mom, ready. One... Two.. three" doctor's instructions.
"Huf. huuuf.
Oeeek....
"Alhamdulillah... Babu boy Mom, sir" cried the doctor.
On standby the doctors assisted the nurses to pull and clean the first child Ela and Aby. Then prepare for the second contraction.
Five minutes later.
"My stomach doctor has heartburn again" cried Ela.
"We're repeating it like that, ma'am... One.. Two.. Ti. " Doctor's orders.
"Yes Allaaah" said Ela.
Oeeeeek....
"Baby Girl Sir, Mom" cried the Doctor back.
"Alhamdulillah our son a pair of yanks. You're terrific.. Just a little more we will see our three babies" said Fajar encouraging.
Three minutes later Ela's heartburn came back.
"Yes Allaaah" said Ela.
"Yes Bu tugik nafaaaas. Come on ma'am his head is already visible" said the doctor encouraging.
"Huuuff..... " Ela is starting to re-enact.
Oeeeeek...
"The last baby girl again" said the doctor.
The fight was over for Ela that day. Dawn gently kissed his wife's forehead, she cried out in tears.
"Thank God, YOU have sent three little angels into our little family. Thank you dear you've been strong fighting for our son" Dawn stroked gently his wife's cheek.
The twins were cleaned and placed on Ela's chest alternately. They are learning to find their mother's ASI.
Ella was immediately cleared by the doctor. With great painstaking painstaking doctors sewed and repaired the intimate organs of Ela who was torn due to the process of childbirth.
Their children are now put in baby boxes and taken to the nursery for adultery.
Fajar prepares to accuse his three children. Ela remains in the delivery room for recovery.
With tears of Fajr pitted his sons and daughters. They are truly the most beautiful gifts in his life.
Never imagined by him that God provides sustenance as well as three children born from the womb of his wife. With joy she kissed one by one the baby.
After the end of the Dawn came out and walked towards the waiting room to report the good news to the family. They could not wait outside.
"How was the Fa born to your son?" jasmine asked impatiently.
"Already their Ma was handsome and beautiful - beautiful" Dawn hugged her Mama and cried.
"Alhamdulillah... How's ela?" ask Alexa.
"Ela's healthy Ma, she's recovering. Soon we will be moved to the inpatient room" replied Fajar.
"When can we see your children?" ask Omar impatiently.
"They're there" Dawn pointed to the baby's room.
Crowded them into the baby room. The nurse pushed three baby boxes closer to the glass wall.
"Yes Allah is my cute grandson" cried Jasmine as well as Alexa.
"First baby boy, second and third baby girl" said Fajar.
An hour later, Ela moved into the hospital room. No one wants to hold a baby because they are all part of it.
Baby boy in Ela's carrying while the two baby girls held the second Omanya.
"Beautiful - beautiful grandson of Oma" said Jasmine.
"Si's brother is also handsome" said Omar smiling to see his first grandson.
"Congratulations El, may your children be good and good children" said Catherine.
"Aamiya.. Thank you all" replied Ela.
They alternately held the three twins.
The news of Ela giving birth soon reached the extended family of those still gathered at Ditha's house. After finishing watching the baby - the baby Ela was born safely Disil home ushered Aby. Because Aby also wants to pick up their wife and child.
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The next day in the super VVIP room, Keysha and Ditha gave birth two months ago. Dawn again booked the largest room in the Hospital to accommodate all the families who came to see their children.
"Is there a name for our three grandchildren?" ask Omar.
"It's Pa" replied Dawn.
"Who's their name, son?" asked Jasmine gently.
"Si brother her name is like mine. Rafael Pratama Barrakh's. It means the first son of Dawn Ela of the Barrakh family. The middle Rifela Dwi Barrakh means the second Princess of Dawn and Ela of the Barrakh family while the youngest is Rielfa Tri Barrakh, the third daughter of Ela and Dawn of the Barrakh family" explained Fajar.
"Your great, her name is all good" Aditya praised.
"So Papa's grandchildren are Rafael, Rifela and Rielfa" Omar repeated.
"Yes Pa, it can also be called Fael, Fela and Elfa" Ela continued.
"Hai Felaaaaa" said Sintia to the middle.
"And this is Elfaaaaa" Catherine told the young man.
"This handsome guy's name is Fael, look at Shaby you have friends now" Keysha said anxiously looking at Ela and Dawn's eldest son.
"Are you pretty El?" ask Alexa.
"Alhamdulillah for now enough Ma. I also started stock ASI. If it's not enough later I'll find an breast MILK donor" Ela replied.
"May I ask Keysha for help if it's not enough. Than anyone else it's hard how to mending his own brother right? Keysha is the wife of your twin sister" Jasmine said.
"Yes Auntie, I don't have a problem. I'm willing to be their Sister.Let's see Shaby you'll have a sister" Keysha continued.
Shaby, who is two months old, can smile when he interacts.
"Dis, you're quiet. Not happy to have a new gig?" ask Rafa.
"My heart is still sick, my son my honey bunny sweety torture me exhausted - exhausted yesterday" said Disil.
"That's because the time they were pregnant you most often made Ela upset" continued Sintia.
"I'm sorry Dis, I didn't plan to take revenge" Ela said.
"Yes, I know, I'm just asking for hair care. Look at my head almost bald" Disil pointed his head towards Ela.
Rafa, Aby and Ryza smile - smile look at Disil's annoyed face.
"I'll give you the salon card at our hotel as you please. When you want and when there are no limits for you. You are free" said Fajar.
"Weiissssh.. gini nih if the husband of the sultan" reply Disil spirit.
"Yes Dis, as my apology. Yesterday you were so tormented" said Ela still feeling guilty. Remembering what happened yesterday, he imagined it. Disil must have been so tormented yesterday he made.
"OK I'm glad to accept your offer" Disil smiled cheerfully.
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