My Nanny, I Need U
Jalwa

time passes so quickly, the age of Jalwa content has entered the age of nine months. according to the obstetrician, the estimated day of birth is not less than ten days away, but Arshaka, who is worried if at any time Jalwa gave birth, decided to work from home and made Reyhan must often go back and forth between Arshaka's office and home.

"Well, what's wrong - what's work at home?" ask Arkana.

"Dad was worried if your Mother arrived - suddenly gave birth and Dad was still in the office." replied Arshaka.

"And there I am with Boni as well as grandma Dad." said Arkana.

"For you to go to school" said Arshaka.

"Yes too."

Jalwa came with three juices and a snack, currently sitting in the back garden.

"Sepy ain't no Boni." Arkana Murmuring.

Jalwa rubbed Arkana's head, "Tomorrow Boni came home."

"Why are you again Bun?" ask Arshaka.

"Morning a break in the room." replied Jalwa.

It's been two days Boni's stay at his biological father's house, because they will hold a haul event for Ijah's grandmother.

"Bun, do you often feel sick?" ask Arkana.

"Sometimes, brother," replied Jalwa who had felt a false contract.After arriving - Jalwa's stomach felt heartburn like he wanted to pee.

"Why baby?" asked Arshaka worriedly to see Jalwa who arrived - suddenly grimaced.

Jalwa shook his head, then walked slowly into the house, Arshaka and Arkana Pun followed behind.

Jalwa went into the room she had been in for three months, and soon Jalwa shouted to her husband.

Arshaka and Arkana went straight into the room and saw Jalwa standing at the bathroom door.

"Why baby?" ask Arshaka.

"I think I'm going to give birth." Jalwa answered while holding her stomach.

"Arka call grandma." Arshaka cried to his son.

Arkana immediately went to call Zalima's mother and Arshaka memapah Jalwa to walk out because previously for the preparation of childbirth It was neatly stored in the trunk of Arshaka's car from dressing clothes to baby equipment.

Zalima's mother was shocked - gopoh followed Arshaka and Jalwa who had walked out of the house.

"Mom" Jalwa looked at his mother.

"It's a quick ride in the car" said Ms. Zalima.

They all got into the car not to miss Arkana also went to the hospital.

Arriving at the hospital Arshaka immediately called the obstetrician.

"Help my wife's doctor to give birth!" shouts Arshaka.

A nurse came by pushing a wheelchair and asked Arshaka to put Jalwa in his wheelchair.

Arshaka also who since Tadi carried his wife also occupied Jalwa in a wheelchair.

While Jalwa who felt bad about the excitement made by her husband just smiled at the nurse.

"Mas, you're the calm Dong." Jalwa said even though his stomach felt heartburn.

"Sorry baby, I'm freaking out." Arshaka said as he pushed the wheelchair Jalwa was sitting in towards the ward.

Turns out the obstetrician's already in the room, "Good afternoon ma'am."

Jalwa nodded as heartburn began to be felt again.

"Can you move to bed?" ask the obstetrician.

Jalwa who was about to rise up was surprised because her husband carried her body and lay on the bed slowly.

Arshaka is upset at the obstetrician who she says doesn't see Jalwa withstanding the pain huh, "Doctors don't see my wife in pain."

The obstetrician smiled to see Arshaka's concern for his wife, The doctor then examined Jalwa, "New opening six bu, later Mother can go on the road to speed up the process of opening her Birth Road or if not strong Mother can just lie down but try to face the left."

"Good doctor." Answer Zalima's mother.

The doctor left the room and will come back later to check on Jalwa.

"It hurts baby?" asked Arshaka who could not bear to see Jalwa who was grimacing every contraction.

"Yes." replied Jalwa quietly.

Arkana rubbed gently on Jalwa's stomach, "Sir, you who are calm there Mother is struggling so that you can be born into the world."

Soon after, Annisa's mother and Raka's father arrived, "Assalamualaikum."

"Waalaikumsalam." They answered.

"What did the doctor say?" ask Annisa's mother to approach Jalwa.

"New opening six Ma." replied Arshaka.

Suddenly Jalwa felt increasingly strong contractions, "Mas."

Arshaka immediately panicked, "Yes..which one is sick?"

Annisa's mother patted her son's shoulder gently, "Call the doctor."

Arshaka rushed to call the obstetrician.

Jalwa was moved to the maternity ward because it had been his opening, Arshaka accompanied his wife to be able to strengthen her.

And the old men and Arkana were waiting outside the room.

"Mom, don't push force ya. when it feels heartburn sharpen new Mom push." Said the obstetrician.

"Listen to the words of the dear doctor." whispered Arshaka with a hold on Jalwa's hand.

Jalwa just nodded, "Yes Allah, strengthen your servant." he muttered in between the sharpening pain.

"Come on, ma'am." cried the doctor.

Jalwa also circled when the heartburn sharpened, "Laila hailallah."

Arshaka continued to whisper soothing words while rubbing Jalwa's hair, he tried hard to see the struggle of his wife.

"Let's get a little more, his head is already visible" said the obstetrician.

"Let's go baby, a little bit more our son will see this world." he whispered.

The exhausted Jalwa, straining with the remaining energy.. "Allohu Akbar."

The sound of the baby's cry sounded strong.

"The baby's a girl" said the obstetrician.

Arshaka was unable to hold back the cry of his must, in the kiss of Jalwa's forehead, "Thank you, your struggle is extraordinary."

The doctor placed the baby in Jalwa's chest.

Jalwa cried happily to see her little daughter who was looking for her food source.

"My baby cleaned first" said a nurse who took the tiny baby.

"You cry?" ask Jalwa slowly.

Arshaka smiled and hugged Jalwa, "I'm happy dear."

Outside the delivery room all felt relieved when they heard the sound of a baby crying quite tight.

"Alhamdulillah."

Arkana hugs Annisa's mother, "Oma, I got a jackass."

"Yes dear."

Zalima's mother was seen contacting her husband and telling him the good news.

"Yes sir, Jalwa just gave birth."

"Alhamdulillah."

"But they haven't come out of the delivery room yet."

"Yes Mom, tomorrow you go there."

The delivery room door opened, Arshaka came out carrying her clean and adulterated little daughter.

"Masya Alloh." Annisa's mother smiled happily at her beautiful granddaughter.

"What is the situation?" ask Zalima ma'am.

"Jalwa is being treated by a doctor ma'am, soon Jalwa will be transferred to the ward" replied Arshaka.

"Well, I'd love to see the baby" Arkana said impatiently.

Arshakapun crouched down, "She you got it, your sister."

Arkana smiled broadly at it.