Thought by Maid, Turns out to be the Mafia Wife
177. Allah's Assistance
Knowing that his daughter had been under the hospital owned by his mother, Nabilla seemed stunned because it was currently taking place in a demo at some point in the capital Jakarta area.
"Yes Allah. Why not take a look at the current situation on the streets of the capital?" lamented Nabilla who could do nothing but give up the circumstances of her daughter who was about to give birth.
"Come baby! Complaining doesn't take away your heart's worry. We can take them on the motor. Who knows, there are benefits" said Amran.
At the same time Marshal Bimo was contacting Daffa because his task was to monitor the protesters from above the air
"Daffa...! Are you still a standby husband?" ask Bimo who is flying his helicopter not far from Daffa's car at this time.
"I am currently taking Bunga to the hospital owned by Eyang Mariska. But our car was stuck in traffic. While the flower has broken. I have to how is this?" the shriek of Daffa made Bimo gasp.
"I was in the air watching the protesters. Can you tell me your car is?" ask Bimo.
"You can track it through my phone's GPS, but I can see your helicopter from down here, Bimo. Can you pick us up?" pinta Daffa then opened the window of his car.
"good. I've found you. Now get Bunga out of your car and I'll find a roomy place to land the helicopter" Bimo said.
"Thank you bro..! I owe you a lot" said Daffa, opening the car door.
At the right moment, Amran's motorbike stopped behind Daffa's car. Amran immediately got off his bike with Nabilla.
"Daffa...!"
"Daddy..!"
"Does the flower still survive?" ask Nabilla.
"His father had broken mommy" said Daffa but Nabilla felt it was not the ruptured membranes but Bunga had bleeding because his daughter could still survive so far.
"Honey. Ride daddy's bike!" amran.
"No daddy! Bimo has already picked it up. That chopper. We need time to get to Bimo's helicopter" Daffa said.
Amran and Nabilla saw the helicopter descending slowly onto a roomy spot in a park.
"Quick hurry up there! Let mommy ride in this car," Nabilla told Daffa who was holding a flower that looked more pale.
Daffa sat the body of the Flower in the middle between Amran and himself. The motorbike immediately shot towards the helicopter making people around the road was paying attention to this family from their car or motorcycle.
"Who are they? Were they important people until they were picked up by a state-owned helicopter?" muttered one of the bikers.
"Maybe so. If it's not an important person where ever the country takes care of a little person like us. Dead is dead. It's the fate of one who has no influence in this world" said another.
Arriving at the helicopter, Daffa and Bunga were already in the helicopter that took the couple directly to the hospital. Meanwhile, Amran picked up his wife again on his motorbike to catch Bunga and Daffa to the hospital.
The delivery is ready to be done by a team of obstetricians to help the flowers look fresh again.
"Miss Flowers. Are you ready to give birth? the opening is enough for a normal delivery. Follow my lead and we fight together.
Do not lift your buttocks if you do not want your birth canal torn because it will get stitches later. Just push until the baby's head appears and after that breathe when the baby's body is pulled by me from the door of the uterus" said Dr. Sella.
In an instant, the first baby was born with a new male gender followed by a second baby of the same sex. The delivery room echoed with the sound of baby crying making Amran and Nabilla embrace each other.
"Do I look like a granny, hubby?" ask Nabilla.
"Your status is just grandma. But the body is still a girl" whispered Amran.
Nabilla pinched her husband's stomach upset at Amran's mischievous flirtation and still thought of the mattress arena.
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In the VVIP room, Amran family has gathered in addition to the three newly arrived buildings in Jakarta. Although Mr. Darwish and Ms. Cyra have different beliefs with their son Daffa, the two are not awkward to be in the middle of the extended family.
Nabilla had to succumb to both of her besiegers who wanted to carry their twin grandchildren." These twins were very similar to Daffa when she was a baby" Nayla said, making Cyra feel guilty.
"really? Is Daffa's face still a baby similar to my twin grandchildren?" asked Mr. Darwis while looking at the face of his grandson who slept soundly in the sling of his wife Cyra.
"Yes, Mr. Darwish. Photos of baby Daffa are still neatly stored in my closet" Nayla said.
"May I see it, Miss Nayla?" pinta mister Darwish.
"Please sir!" Their chat was so warm that it made Cintami who had wanted to pet his nephew so upset himself.
"Mommy. Can't she replace Dede's baby?" omel Love.
"Let's go, baby. They are mommy guests and do not often come to Indonesia. Later you will also get a chance," said Nabilla.
"Love wants to carry the deduction now mommy!" cintami's insistence made Nabilla a little surprised by his daughter's attitude is not as pampered as this to him.
"Cintami. Are you pregnant again, baby?" ask Nabilla.
"Pregnant...?" Cintami was a bit surprised his mother immediately guessed if she was pregnant.
"What's wrong if you check again. Who knows you're pregnant, baby!" nabilla Pinta.
"Alright mommy. But please don't tell anyone before I tested positive for pregnancy" Cintami said, peeping at her mother's cheek.
Cintami pulled the hand of her husband who was chatting with Daffa and Adam." Where are you going, baby?" tanya Arsen followed the pull of his wife's hand.
"It looks like I'm pregnant. But we'd better see Aunt Marion's doctor" said Cintami.
"Who said you were pregnant?" ask Arsen.
"Mommy said," Love explained what her mother had just said." O Allah. May Nabilla's mother's conjecture be true" Arsen's hopeful pinta.
Doctor Marion smiles at the couple while performing a 4D ultrasound on Cintami's stomach." Congratulations, Miss Cintami. You finally have a baby again. But,.-" said doctor Marion stopped while thinking hard.
"Miss Cinta's pregnancy this time needs to be maintained strictly because Miss Cintami is pregnant with four twins," said doctor Marion while greeting the hands of Cintami and Arsen.
"Whataaa....? four-aunty doctor twins?" ask the couple compact.
"Look at the fetal pouch in Miss Cintami's womb...! There are 4 bags of the baby" continued Dr. Marion.
"God's Masya. Today is truly a great blessing from God. Finally we have another baby darling beat Bunga who only has twins. But once we are loved by God, directly 4 fetuses at once. It's great not me seed," haughty Arsen is so happy today.