
The love and affection of my family made it easier to get pregnant with my twins.
"Mas not going to the office today?" I asked because my husband was still relaxing on the bed.
"Two weeks away HPL, his mas fear of things happening unwanted." replied Mr. Chess I know if Mr. Chess is very wary of challenging my pregnancy especially in terms of age is also not young anymore.
"What about your job?" I asked, I sat down on the head of the bed.
"There is mbak Priska, I've asked for help to mbak Priska," said the Chess sir relaxed "Dear is getting sexy." woo Pak Chess while kissing my belly is bulging, mr. Chess really likes to kiss my distended stomach "Assalamu'alaikum paternal children, good inside yes, father will always be with you." exclaimed Mr. Chess, Mr. Chess put his ear on my stomach.
"Alhamdulillah." I cried a little grimace because the kick from my baby was very tight, the kick was right on the cheek of the Chess sir.
"Dad's son wants to play ball what run around this." continued Mr. Chess with a happy smile "Kendnya don't be tight-luck love later the baby will be in pain lo." great-granddaughter Mr. Chess while caressing my stomach gently.
"If you don't work, accompany me to walk in the park, so that my feet are not swollen." I asked, by the day of my birth my feet were often swollen with the effects of pregnant twins.
"Come, my highness queen will be loyal to escort wherever my queen goes." joked Mr. Chess.
"Don't do it, there's gotta be a wish !" my guess.
"What do you want to try?" god Chess sir.
"Must be nice, guess me." Because I already know what's on my husband's mind.
"Relax baby, wait for the twins to be born, just make a sister for the twins." joked Mr. Chess.
"Mas." my header.
"Yes, yes, dear." Chess sir teased me even more.
We both got out of bed, Mr. Chess on standby to help me get out of bed, at the age of my womb who has entered the eighth month makes me more tired when standing up, when heading to the park, Mr. Chess did not take off my hand. Mr. Chess painstakingly menamaniku leisurely walk around the back garden, the back garden is not so spacious but enough for just a light sport, my house is not too crowded mama is in the kitchen along with mbak Qibtiyah and mbak Inayah, I don't know what they do, when crossing the kitchen I saw at a glance they were laughing loosely.
"Well, don't be so tired!" exclaim mama from the kitchen door, between the kitchen and the garden behind the win there is a break.
"Yes, Mah." I said with a smile.
"Rest first sayan." orders Mr. Chess after the road three times a round.
I obeyed the order of Mr. Chess I took a break sitting in one of the chairs in the back garden, without being told by Mr. Inayah to come bring a glass of water, and vitamins. Just walk three rounds just my breath was crunching, I sat in a long chair to rest, and my son's kick was getting firmer. I leaned back while straightening my legs and grimaced with the kick from my son, Chess sir reflexively sewn my leg which I straightened on the chair.
"Kick again?" ask Chess to me.
"Yes, Mas." I still close my eyes.
Mr. Chess immediately stroked my stomach again, with a smile of happiness.
"Ton, Fah, I'll pick up Afriana and Rahma at school, and they'll eat at McDonald's." Mama asked permission from me and my husband.
"Yes, Ma, thank you." I'm happy.
"Thank you ma." Mr. Chess said with pleasure.
Hours changed, my birth day was getting closer, my husband never left me even my two sisters had to stay home, so worried about my husband.
Tonight I had started to feel a slight contraction but I was still silent, I lay down to help my husband to stroke my waist which had started to hurt, and I had started to have trouble sleeping.
"I call the doctor" said Mr. Chess seeing my reaction which was already uncomfortable.
"Tomorrow morning mas, it's night pity Doctor," I asked, now the clock has shown twelve o'clock at night "Be asleep, let me be accompanied by Rom alone, it's okay mas." my spoken.
Mr. Chess ignored my words, without answering Chess sir the phone doctor used to handle me.
"Mas will not calm down while you do not know your situation." said Mr. Chess after he finished calling the doctor.
I saw my eyes, Chess sir, who was so exhausted when he had hired two sisters but the Chess sir remained alert, sometimes I just wonder why pay people? If he himself is always on alert.
"Sometimes I wonder the same mas, already paid the nurse but mas still standby, thank you mas." said haru.
"What's wrong with us sharing the windfall with them, so they have a job and income, and if I'm not at home at least my heart is calm there are those who take care of my permata." said Mr. Chess soft.
Because at night, after half an hour a doctor came into my room with a Roman guard, today a Roman doctor who can keep the night.
"Good night, thank you doc." said Mr. Chess welcome the arrival of the doctor.
With a friendly and deft smile the doctor immediately checked my condition.
"Inshaallah it's not long before the mother will give birth and it's likely two or three days earlier than HPL, contractions like this are common before giving birth" said the doctor after examining and questioning about my complaints.
"What should I do do doj?" ask the Chess worried.
"Don't let the mother do heavy activities, do not let the mother alone especially if in the bathroom, this position of the baby's head is fit to wait for the right time," the doctor explained plainly " If the distance of the contraction is getting closer immediately take it to the hospital and do not forget to contact me." added the doctor again.
"Thank you doc." said all of us.
The doctor returned home after checking on me, because there was a doctor who came to the residents of the house to wake up, mama and mvak Qibtiyah also entered my room to make sure my condition.
"How are things, aoa wants a birth?" ask mom enthusiastically.
"No ma, only the signs are there, and the position of the baby's head is also down, just waiting" I replied lowering the doctor's speech
"Ton, you look tired, go to sleep so that your mother accompanies your wife, you know your wife can not sleep" said mama.
"I can't sleep ma'am, mama's just resting." refused the gentle Chess sir.
"Ton, get some rest, because tomorrow you need a lot of energy lest you get sick when your wife and child need you." advises mama softly.
"Yes, sir, let our Afifa be the guard." Father Romlah chimed in.
Finally, Mr. Chess megalah he laid his body in the next room because in akamr there is a mother and mother Romlah who accompanied.
"Well, if you can sleep, go to sleep, even if only for a moment." ordered mama softly.