Dusk Sky
Welcome Baby

Without armed with anything, Baskara went straight to the hospital not far from the campus.

Though they had booked a room in the hospital where ordinary Dusk checked her pregnancy. Avoiding the end of rooms that are quite comfortable after giving birth.

he had also rented a room from two days ago until Dusk was treated later. But now he has to find another hospital that can immediately handle his son and wife.

The doctor who used to deal with Dusk could not come. In addition to a considerable distance, also because the doctor did not work at the hospital that now handles Dusk.

"Any doctor isn't pa-pa, baby?"

Dusk nodded as it was pushed into the delivery room. She did have time to tell her husband if later she only wanted a doctor Julia who handles. In addition to Julia's doctor who knows the development of her pregnancy, also the friendliness of Julia's doctor who makes Dusk feel comfortable.

But now he no longer cares who the doctor will help the delivery process. For him now the most important thing is that his son can be born safely.

Upon inspection, the opening was incomplete. So the doctor conducts labor induction to help accelerate the arrival of labor.

This is because the longer it takes to start labor after the amniotic sac ruptures, the greater the risk of the mother or baby having an infection.

Dusk could only lie on his left side and whimper at any coming contract. Even when her baby pushes her out, she can't do anything because doctors forbid her from pushing before the opening is complete.

"Sick. mas.." she groaned with tears that were relentlessly dripping. He tried not to scream. Save energy for the struggle later.

"Sorry ayy.. Sorry." replied Baskara who did not know what to do. He could not bear to see his wife in such pain. But there was nothing he could do but pray and encourage his wife. "You can definitely. The beautiful girl Babas. The tough girl Babas can do it."

Baskara's hands and feet were already shaking from fear. Holding his wife's hand is not just to strengthen her. But also to strengthen himself.

Baskara knew giving birth was sick. His wife also often asked what would hurt? and can his wife endure the pain?

At that time, Baskara could still strengthen in a joking tone. But now, let's not joke. Seeing his wife struggling between life and death, his heart had even felt her pain.

"At any time we'll get together all three baby. You want to fight to be safe with baby?"

Dusk nodded with a smile that looked bitter as it endured the pain.

The grip of the twilight hand will strengthen when the contraction comes again. And when such conditions come, his big hands will rub and gently massage his wife's waist.

"Baby wanted to come out.. It hurts a lot.. I still can't do it?"

"Where is sick? here?" Baskara rubbed his wife's large stomach which he said was sick. Waving soft words of encouragement for their daughter. "Baby daddy's beautiful son. Get out quickly, baby. Don't make mommy sick for too long. Baby is a great kid. Baby can find a way out, baby?"

Gently peek at that stomach. "Dear Ayoo fought with mommy. Daddy wait baby here. Daddy wants to hold and hug baby."

"In front there is also nenna, peppa same oma."

"All waiting for baby to come out."

"Everybody can't wait for a baby. Want to play with a beautiful daddy's kid."

After Baskara said the last word, Dusk groaned in pain as the contractions grew stronger.

The doctor returned to do an examination and it turned out that the opening was complete. Medical personnel are busy preparing various equipment and helping to direct what Dusk should do.

Beside him Baskara incessantly whispered words of encouragement and prayer. Not to forget also a gentle swab of his stomach and his wife's head.

"Baby baby face baby babe.. You are strong.you can." he said along with the kiss on his wife.

Somehow Dusk twitched, then the sound of crying was so shrill.

The doctor explained the condition of their daughter who was all healthy and also perfect in her physical form.

"Hallo is mommy's beauty." Dusk's voice trembled as it whispered. His fingers caressed very carefully the head of the princess above his chest, as if afraid of his touch hurting the tiny baby.

"Great boy" said Baskara proudly. His voice was no less trembling with tears that had already drenched his cheeks. The tears he had been enduring since he saw his wife whimpering in pain. Trying to strengthen Dusk is not even panic. But now that she saw her little daughter born safe and sound, those tears escaped from her eyes.

"Thank you for fighting to meet daddy baby" he said back with a very slow kiss on his daughter's head.

"Thank you, too, Ayy. To conceive and give birth to my son."

Dusk smiled as her husband's kiss landed on his forehead, nose, eyes, cheeks and lips.

"You've always been a great woman to me. Strong woman. Tough woman. And I'm lucky to get you."

"I'm lucky to have you too." replied Dusk.

How could she not feel lucky if her husband always treated her like a queen. Always make it a priority over yourself.

The two let the sisters take their little daughter for cleaning. Other sisters also help clear Dusk from the remnants of blood during the labor process earlier.

The blood that almost made Baskara faint when he saw how much.

"I go out first." whispered Baskara with a kiss.

He wanted to tell his family who were waiting outside. Waiting for his wife and children to be moved to the treatment room.

"Where's the Bus?" ask everyone to see it.

"Everything healthy mah, pah, well, bun, oma. Son Bas was born healthy, beautiful rich mommy." Baskara could not help but glaze over when he said it.

Everyone was thankful when they heard it. The day was full of happiness for them.

"Good darling." Pricilla hugged her only son. Swiping on the back that was shaking from sobbing.

"Bas is already a father, bun."

Pricilla nodded with teary eyes. Now her son is fully grown. His son was no longer a little boy who was always angry when he saw him hugged the husband. His son is now a father.

"Yes. Bas is a dad. So great dad for your granddaughter."

"Happy hero!" Aldo patted the back of his son who was still hugging his wife tightly. He is no less proud and happy.

Baskara hugged her father. "Ajarin Bas to be a rich dad" he explained.

Aldo chuckles. "You must learn from your son. Not from dad."

Because there will be no father in common. Every child needs to treat them differently. Because one child could be happy enough to be given candy. But other children will only feel happy if given a doll.

Every child needs their own special treatment. Nothing is the same for one child or another. "And I'm sure you can be a better father than you."

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