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The sound of a baby crying instantly echoed in the operating room that morning. Not only did the crying of the baby make things worse, but the cries of the doctors and husbands of patients also color the situation that morning in the operating room.

A tiny baby born weighing just two commas one kilo grams managed to come out healthy and safe. Although very small, the baby looks so healthy because it immediately cries so loudly.

“Happy Mr. Adnan, your son was born safe, healthy and complete, without lacking any one.” said the Doctor while showing a tiny baby who continues to cry so fast at the hands of doctors and is still covered in blood and do not forget the umbilical cord that has not been cut by the Doctor.

“Although it looks healthy, but he is still premature, and we will soon bring him to the incubator,” added the doctor.

“Good Doc, do your best for my son and wife,” reply Adnan nodded his head.

Adnan was increasingly powerless to hold back his cries. Her heart was so sick, not unhappy at the birth of her third child. But until now, his wife still also closed her eyes, reluctant to wake up even though their baby's voice echoed as if asking to be embraced by her mother.

“Honey, wake up. Look at our son, he's so handsome, get up. Open your eyes hiks hiks,” whispered Adnan in Nasya's ear with accompanied sobs that sounded very heartbreaking.

After a while, the operation was over. Nasya was transferred back to the treatment room during the day. Ryan and Ryana immediately entered Nasya's room and approached the father.

“Daddy, where's the baby sister?” ryana asked immediately to get off the Yoga sling.

After getting treatment from a doctor, now Ryana's condition has also improved. Actually, the doctor still suggested that the little girl rest but Ryana refused because she wanted to see her mommy. Be, since then Yoga continues to hold Ryana.

“The baby's sister is still a child. You have to stay in the incubator. Ryana help Daddy pray yes dear, so that Mommy will wake up soon and the baby is healthy quickly. Later we can gather again,” Adnan said back crying and hugging his daughter.

Meanwhile, Ryan who had also cried since then but he could stand it. Now he immediately approached Nasya's gurney and hugged her, spilling all the tightness he had felt since.

“Mommy, wake up plis. Mom, pity her baby dede, Mommy wake up ya hiks hiks.” Whisper Ryan then he kissed his mother's cheek.

Meanwhile, Yoga and the two friends of Nasya are only able to breathe a sigh of relief because God launched the operation of Nasya this time. And they also continue to hope that Nasya will soon wake up and recover as usual.

‘Happy, now you are truly a mother and a woman. You gave birth to a baby boy. Although I haven't seen her yet, but I'm sure, she will definitely have a face like yours and a trait like yours, which is always kind, humble and so gentle to anyone, she said,” said Riska in her heart while now her hands continue to hold the hands of her best friend.

“Ris, we wait outside aja yuk,” said Aqila invites Riska out because it is not good and wants to provide privacy for Adnan and his two children to be with Nasya.

Riska nodded her head, yet she still looked straight at Nasya and Ryan. Until there arrived a shoulder clap resuscitated her and immediately stared at the direction of the aqila who had walked first to leave her.

The deg!

“Loh really, are you there?” tanya Riska innocently looked towards Aqila who was already in the doorway waiting for Riska, “If you are there, this means whose hand?”

And at that moment also Riska just realized, that the hand she had been holding firmly was not Aqila's hand. Except ....

“My hand,” replied a man who had been beside Riska since then with a rough sigh, he raised his hand which was still tied with Riska's hand.

“Mas Yoga hehehe sorry to laugh the atmosphere, until the wrong hand,” said Riska was not happy while grinning the horse, then she released her hand Yoga slowly and ended with a thousand shadows in shame.

...~To be continue .......