The morning started, as I was woke-up by Ajan. She was in pain, the one she describe feel like the period pain just that it happened every 6 minutes. I knew today was the day and I've told her to be ready as today might be the big day for her. Mak told us that it maybe just a false alarm as we're not expecting till at least couple more weeks. I asked Ajan to take a rest, MC and I off to work.

Ajan called me at 10 to let me know she had been having light contractions most of the morning, but they were so light she wasn't sure if it was the beginning of labor or not. As advised by Kak Ngah, Ajan and Mak off to Pusrawi, thanks to Bang Ngah for the driving and Shafiq for the kancil (Ajan can't stop complaining on the lack of AC in the car though :P).

At that very moment, Ajan still not believes that she is going to deliver that day. Despite, I'm telling her to get ready since there is possibility of early labor. Once arrived at the hospital, she called during the CTG session to inform me that the baby heartbeat is too low and the doctor needs to do more checkups. I keep telling her to calm down and convincing everything going to be okay.

I rushed to the surau to pray for my wife and boy well-being. The same prayer I cited everyday in the past 8 months; for the safety of my wife and my boy, for my wife to deliver with ease and the least pain, for my boy to born perfect and healthy.

As soon as I finished my prayer, I got another called from Ajan again. “I’m 4cm open, you better be at the hospital now!” “Alhamdulillah, today is the day”…