
Arman's mother and mother arrived at the hospital an hour and a half after Keara called her. Because I had to wait until Arman finished the meeting and went home. The two sat in the waiting room in front of the delivery room. Both of them looked at the large door of the room that was still closed while weighing whether they could go inside to see the condition of Keara or not.
A few minutes later, the door of the room opened. Mom and I stood up. Harris came out in tears. His body looked limp so it immediately sat on the floor leaning on the door that had been closed again. Harris looked down deeply, staring at his own knees, hand-combing his rough mane.
Mom and Mas Arman nodded. Hurriedly approached Harris who looked apprehensive. Mom's heart beats fast with all the bad thoughts framing.
"Ris...why Ris??" cecar Arman's.
"Son Harris, how's Keara?" mom doesn't want to lose either. Want to solve an urgent curiosity.
Harris looked up at her mother and sister-in-law. "The car inside. It's being cleaned, ma'am.."
"So how's he doing? Hasn't the lahiran?" cecar mom is impatient. Mas Arman also stared at Harris intently. Hope to hear good news.
"Had Buk.. Keara and the baby are healthy."
Mom sat on the floor. Dealing with Harris. He breathed a breath of relief along with giving thanks to God. "Alhamdulillah..."
"Our first boy, the second girl, was born one minute apart. Birth weight 2.9 kg and 2.8 kg. Says the doctor all good and normal Buk.. Thank God." continued Harris.
"Angyr.. Then why is your face so Ris..? Make it a shock." seloroh Mas Arman who also followed sitting on the floor. He was eager to bring his brother-in-law, but he held it.
"That's a big thing.. The meter continues from earlier. The car continues to cry.. But it was strengthened because Keara saw very strong." Harris wiped her tears. Just like children who are content to cry and will play again.
Arman and mom chuckled amusedly. "Duh son Harris.. Ibuk until shocked. Afraid why.."
"Ck! Harris.. Harriss..It looks tough and firm.. The child was born even crying you tuh.." timpal mas Arman.
Harris just grimaced and went back to shuffling her hair. "Mas Arman has no children. Ntar also felt himself.. How lemesnya nemenin wife lahiran."
Mas Arman chuckled.
"Here, I'm going in first. Help out, maybe Keara needs.."
"Monggo Ma'am.. I'm gonna breathe in here." Harris rises. Step forward to sit in the waiting chair. Also to give way to mother in order to enter the maternity room Keara.
Harris and Arman sat side by side in the waiting room. Both were silent for a moment. Both are immersed in each other's thoughts. There were only people walking back and forth past them. As a result of entering the hospital patient's clock.
"It's been a long time?" harris asked breaking the silence between them.
"New. Five minutes." Arman looked at Harris. "Breaking news this morning is really Ris? Your house is patronized by thugs?"
Harris sighed. "Have the news come out?"
"means really? How can? Isn't your house tight guard?" cecar mas Arman's.
"They're my secret bodyguard, mas.. So they took care of. Keep security at home bent until fainting." said Harris. "My father came, they were crippled with Bara and his men in my room. My prediction, their target is Keara mas.."
"Because they're reckless in the morning?"
"Yes. Maybe their assumption that in the morning I was definitely out of the house. That night I stand by with K.."
"Continue Keara?"
"He's hiding in the bathroom. But because of the incident that made the tube broke early and there was a bleeding spot as well."
"Now what is the fate of those thugs? Who are they?" looks like the questions that are crammed into Arman's head are pretty much all. Until I keep asking.
"May be well in the future.. I saw on the news that your house was pretty ruined.."
"Breng sek indeed. amateur thugs sent."
"Yes, we're going in yuk.. It's done like that." said Mas Arman as soon as he saw the three nurses who had helped Keara out of the delivery room. Harris nodded. Then rise and walk along with mas Arman to meet his beloved soul mate.
Inside the room, you can see my mother stroking Keara's hair. Netra Harris is warming up again to see a beloved woman who looks many times more beautiful than usual. The woman looked smiling with her eyes closed. He looked very tired, but the happy look could not be covered.
Harris shed tears again. But this time quickly. I don't want women to wonder. The kissed wife's forehead. Deep and old. Until the smile is wide.
Keara reached out to rub the jaw firmly Harris. His net was open and resounding with an unfettered smile. "Where is our baby?"
"It was prepared to meet his beautiful mother." replied Harris.
Harris clasped Keara's fingers and rubbed them very gently. He was very careful because he was afraid that his wife still felt the pain of the remnants of the labor process that was extraordinarily draining.
"Mas Harris.. If later I get pregnant again, you do not need to join me dehiran deh mas.. Nyebelin because." murmured Keara. But it was quite clearly heard by everyone in the room.
Harris smiled clumsily as he scratched his non-itchy nape. "Don't dong darling.. I want to keep you going. I promise! Next time, I won't be bumming again." Harris grimaced as he held up his hand with his pinky finger pointing. "or, your next move was... I can't bear to see you straining like that. No.. No.. I can't love you..."
Keara's lips opened to reply. But the mother immediately ended the debate of the child and his daughter-in-law. "Not yet given a name?" ask ibuk.
Keara shakes. Keara looked back at Harris, "But I've prepared a name for them.."
Harris raised an eyebrow as if asking 'who?'
"Galen Galadriel Risjad and Ghaitsa Gemala Risjad" Keara said as she glanced at her husband.
Instantly Harris's forehead creased. "The other one's good. But if it's Galen, don't like it. Replace."
Keara glared to protest, but Harris interrupted sooner. With a very adorable voice. "Galen is my name, baby.. How about being given to that kid anyway..?"
"That boy... That brat... That's Harris' son too." salak Keara. It seems that the postpartum pain is slightly recovered hearing the fierce she replied to her husband's words.
"Yes, but give me another name dear dong.. Don't Galen. That's my name from someone dear.." Harris smiled after saying the last sentence.
"That's just the name of the doang... His name is Harris. So it's not a dong problem.. If our son gives us Galen's name.. I like that name.."
Harris doesn't reply anymore. Just breathing out a sigh of resignation. Accepting the desire of Keara. After marriage, it has become his habit to obey whatever will Keara. His dream was to want to ensure the happiness of this soulmate. When the name of the child only he does not want to obey..?
Mom smiled at the interaction of her son and daughter-in-law. Arman couldn't help but laugh.
Not long after, two nurses entered by pushing two baby boxes. Keara and Harris greeted her with happy smiles.
The pair of tiny angels quickly moved into the arms of Keara and Harris. An atmosphere of love and happiness filled the room. Warm the heart of anyone who witnesses a pair of humans who never stop falling in love with each other.
Harris solemnly recited the Adhan in the ears of the baby. One by one. The beautiful chant managed to pass a clear circle full of days from the netra Keara. His two hearts. The fruit of his love with his beloved husband has been born. Filled every space in his heart. The children who would become the glue of his love to Harris Risjad. Forever.
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