Becoming Like My Mother
CHAPTER 64

A few months passed, Melati just had to wait for the day for the birth. Mas Fahmi had to go back and forth to visit his two wives, he spent more time accompanying his young wife. Sasa was of course very angry, but for the reason Melati was pregnant with a heavy heart she agreed with the attitude of her husband.

Actually Fahmi was very fed up with his old wife, but because of the conditions that were afflicting Sasa made him heartless. Lately Sasa has looked better and can do its activities as usual, although still have to pay attention to his health.

Fahmi himself has taken care of their divorce papers, given that next month Sasa's birthday he chose to surprise his wife. And opened it up in front of his family.

He also had no worry or pain when Sasa was still late, even he used the opportunity to get more evidence to be able to be separated from the woman.

This time he was accompanying his wife, several times his wife experienced false contractions. He was also happy now Melati did not hesitate to ask him something. He gladly complied with the request of his wife.

"Buck..!" Call Melati to her husband from inside the room.

"Yes Mel, what's wrong?" Fast as lightning Fahmi approached his wife. Especially hearing such a loud voice.

"Ma.s" he replied weakly, he could no longer hold everything.

Fahmi looked up at his wife's wet feet. Without the ba-bi-bu he was driving and taking his wife to the car.

"Bi please call my parents, Melati will give birth!" His ink on Bi Marni with still holding Melati

"B-good sir," out of concern and anxiety Bi Marni also got tense with her Miss situation.

"Mas I can't take it anymore." Racau Jasmine withstood the growing pain.

"Look, baby, I'm with you,"

Fortunately it was night and the road was not too crowded, quickly but still pay attention to the safety of Fahmi driving splitting the road.

"Suster help my wife!" He told the nurse on duty, quickly the other nurses brought a cage for the pregnant woman who was about to give birth.

"Sus let me in" he asked.

"Alright sir, but first wear the clothes that have been provided by the hospital, sir,"

"Good Sus."

***

Jasmine POV

Bun, right now I know what it was like when you were holding me. Your body says that everything you're doing is so tired it might even ask you to end it all. But your heart says another, how beautiful is the womb of a woman being crossed by a creature.

I could feel his happiness when I spoke to him, as if hearing him move in response to my words. And my sense of arms grew even more when I found out how the development of the fetus in my womb was.

My days are really colorful and feel beautiful in every second. My heart endlessly uttered words of gratitude and hope for my daughter's life.

You're so active there today, son. Mother can feel your desire to inhabit the Earth. Son, do you want to see how beautiful the world is? You've had enough of playing around in Mother's womb, son? You are the most beautiful gift that God gives in the life of Mother Dear.

I held my husband's hand tightly. The pain spread all over my body. It was as if all my veins were being slowly uprooted, inflicting pain that I could not endure. But I can't escape from this situation either. There is a life that has been waiting for a long time to feel the beauty of the world.

"Darling I'm here.," I saw his face that was also so anxious and worried. His hand never slipped from my grasp.

"I'm sorry, if I still can't be a good wife." Lirihku.

"No, you're the best wife for me." I try to make a smile on my lips. Although I sometimes regret our meetings, I can not deny that he is a good man, responsible and very respectful of women.

He was always patient in dealing with my behavior that sometimes ignored him, never in the least he showed his anger.

"Hey what are you going to do Doctor?!" Just now that I was praising him, he shocked me by yelling at the Doctor.

"Sorry sir, to facilitate the birth of the fetus then there needs to be an episiotomy."

Fahmi was wide-eyed to hear him, "What does that mean.?"

Shhstttt.

Allahuahbar..

So sick and painful, I closed my eyes for a moment. I want to get out of this situation, a pain I can't stand. It was as if the ribs had been broken one by one. But there is still one life in the womb.

I looked at my husband's face, I recorded it well. Memories pieces when with him suddenly dwell. Will this be the end of everything, my breathing weakens to depict the strength that is in me that is disappearing. The pain that framed me made me even more helpless.

"Bu take a deep breath, ma'am,"

"Passion Darling."

Mother, yes Mother. This is how you feel, no I have to keep fighting. For the sake of my daughter, like my Mother who fought so hard, the sweat that poured so hard. I looked at my husband's face.

"You can, honey,"

Bismillah, bismillah,

I inhaled a lot of air, and threw it away slowly.

Eeeeeeghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,

Patience Nak.

"Let's go on Ma'am,"

Eeeeeeghhhhhhh.

Ooeekghs, ooeekghs,

Thank God. What a beautiful creation. Thank you for this wonderful gift. I got my morning to hold my tears. There was truly matchless happiness, seeing her face so perfect and beautiful. He is the one who has been in my womb all this time. Welcome to the world, son. Mom loves you very much.

***

Fahmi POVs

Can I replace God. I really can't see it like this. Mother, do you feel the same way as my wife. I'm sorry your son always let you down by what I did.

Sasa, wife. You must have felt the same way with Melati. Forgive your husband for not being able to accompany you. Even you fought alone to give birth to Farah.

For a moment I was silent, the rubble of my first wife hanging around filled my mind. Instantly I thought of the man who was with her when I was not next to her. Will he be the one who's been with you Sa?.

I don't know how satisfied my face is now staring at my wife who is struggling to give birth to our baby.

"I'm sorry, if I still can't be a good wife." Staggered.

I quickly shook my head, "No, you're the best wife for me." If possible, I would like all the pain he feels to be bestowed on me.

"Hey what are you going to do Doctor?!" My eyes widened as the Doctor pointed something at my wife.

"Sorry sir, to facilitate the birth of the fetus then there needs to be an episiotomy."

"What does that mean.?"

No, my eyes were closed not being able to see it. To imagine it, I dare not. My heart was sliced when Melati clutched my hand even to the point of flushing. But I don't care, I know the pain must be bigger than me.

God save my wife, save my daughter.

"Passion Darling."

I panicked, seeing him getting weaker. What kind of husband am I, letting him feel the pain but I did nothing. No, you're a great woman, you can do it.

O Allah, the servant is not one who can avenge his struggle. Only you can repay him. Give him a reply that is worth more than every drop of sweat or tears that he let out. All the energy he gave.

"You can, honey,"

Eeeeeeghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,

The burden in my heart was cramping, my breath was suffocating.

"Let's go on Ma'am,"

Eeeeeeghhhhhhh.

Ooeekghs, ooeekghs,

Tests, my tears are flowing.

She's my daughter? My flesh-blood? Thank God.

I stared at my wife's face. Every inch of his face nothing escapes my touch. I wipe the sweat that was pouring.

"Thank you dear, you have presented a very beautiful angel. I'm sure she'll definitely be a great woman like you." My words are full haru.