(Revised) Regretting It Too Late

Boys - boys

Mexca who was waiting in front of the treatment room was so anxious and impatient, as was her mother and bi sumi who also went to the hospital. Mexca deliberately did not allow the others to come along so it did not rame. So everything was waiting at home, and they were all no less anxious than those in the hospital.

Mexca continued to stare at the door of the room anxiously, there was a sense of tightness and pain in her chest. His breathing felt heavy as if something was clogging the air flow within his chest, and there was also a sense that could not be interpreted by him seola - if there was something in him that wanted to jump out.

"Sister's family." call from the nurse who came out of the ward.

"Yes, what about my wife?" ask mexca worriedly.

"Yes sir let's follow me." take the nurse into the ward of the younger brother.

"Mas." call out to the dinda with a facial expression that endures such excruciating pain.

"Darling." mexca approached her sister and kissed her forehead.

"When will my wife be born?" mexca asked the nurse who was standing guard in the room.

"Whoa.! O Allah." dinda when the pain began to come again attacking.

"Darling what's so sick?" mexca looked at dinda anxiously, her tightness growing.

"Can't it be accelerated to make the pain go away?" asked mexca anxiously, and could not bear to see the sister who endured the pain until her tears came out.

"Can't sir, because what he's looking for is his pain. Later if the more pain will be faster pak birth." explained the nurse

"What's? It could still hurt even more?" mexca asked in shock, she looked at the dinda who was lying helplessly.

"Yes, sir, because it's still opening 3 and the baby's head is still not down" the nurse explained to mexca.

"Is there an alternative?" mexico asked again.

"There's a pack with opration, but if there's no hardship there can still be a normal flow." explained the nurse again.

"How long is it with opration?" the tone of the mexca's speech began to tremble withstanding the tightness of her chest.

"If the operation can be 1 hour to 1.5 hours pack, as long as there is no difficulty can be fast" explained the nurse.

"So do the surgery right now. I couldn't bear to see my wife endure the pain." I told the nurse.

"Okay sir, if so please complete the administration first." the nurse orders mexca, and mexca goes straight to the administration room.

Shortly after, they were pushed out of the treatment room and into the surgery room. Mexca and her mother and bi sumi walked in behind the nurse.

"A strong dearest yes." mexca cheers her sister before she is pushed into the room, and mexca repeatedly kisses her forehead and rubs her cheeks gently with affection.

When mexca saw her sister begin to be pushed into the operating room she shed tears, as if she was heavy to take off the dinda struggling alone in the operating room for the sake of giving birth to her child.

"O Allah, I put the lives of my wife and children in your hands. If you trust me to take care of them, then return them to me in good health and in one piece, without lacking one." do'a mexca to the creator.

The opration room light is on, the sign of moderate opration is in peroses. Mexca's heart was increasingly unsettled, unrelenting - he continued to communicate - kamit read bdo'a and pleaded for the safety of the two people he loved the most.

Mexca sat quietly and continued to stare at the conductor light above the front door of the room, squeezing her hand with an unbecoming heart, his feet did not stop moving and stomping - stomping on the floor to expel the anxiety in him. Do'a and wirit speech always accompany at all times.

"Patience baby, giving birth is sick. Mama sure dinda certainly can pass it all, dinda is a strong person." the spirit speech of mama mexca a little comfort mexca walo her heart is still overwhelmed with anxiety.

"I'm sorry Mex ma, I'm sorry if Mex was wrong with my mom" said mexca hugging her mother who stood in front of her and hid her face in her stomach.

"The lamp is dead madam." exclaimed bi sumi, and it made mexca aghast.

Long time those in the operating room did not appear, and it makes mexca so impatient. Mexca has stood and paced independently in front of the door of the room oprasi.

"Ma, the lights are long dead but why are they still not coming out?" ask mexca to her mother impatiently.

"Honey it's only been 10 minutes the lights are off, calm down everything must be fine. Mama is sure of that." said mama mexca trying to calm her son.

Oeee ... Oeee

The sound of crying babies decorate the room so that even the outside can hear the sound of the shrill cry.

Chequelek

"Family of Adinda.!" call a nurse.

"Yes, I'm her husband. How are my wife and my son?" ask mexca with a huff.

"Please sir, all are healthy and the father is still cleaned, soon to be down out. I just want to give up the arinya to be planted later." said the nurse and she went back into the operating room.

Mexca could clearly hear the sound of the baby's cries being so powerful, and the sound was seola penetrated into the bone marrow of the mexca, filling the whole space in the spirit and body.

"Suami's mother Adinda." call another nurse with a baby in her arms.

"I." answered me, approaching.

"Congratulations sir, the son of the father was born healthy without any lack of anything." explained the nurse and handed him a cute and adorable little baby.

"My wife how?" ask mexca to the nurse.

"Bu Adinda is also healthy sir, now still under the influence of drugs. So still have to be in the recovery room, father and family can wait in the inpatient room, later we will take him to the room if it's back and exhausted the influence of the anesthetic." explained the nurse.

Mexca, along with her mother and also bi sumi, walked to the inpatient room in the vvip room, where the mexca kept her son steady and she was striking - her son's cheek plug that felt chewy and soft.

"Hay Boy, this is papa darling. Let's open your eyes." said the mexca to the tiny baby who was closing his eyes.

"O Allah, thank You for entrusting me to take care of and care for your care." said Mexico and she shed her tears at the marvelous miracle.

"Let's see, the eyebrows are so thick they look like you" said the mother, who was holding the baby.

"But why won't he open his eyes? Whereas earlier in the room he cried tears screeching." asked mexca who was relentlessly striking her son's cheek.

"Yes, don't get plugged in the cheek." mama mexca was upset and angry at mexca who had been striking her son's cheek.

"It's funny how she's so chewy and soft" replied the mexca who was so amazed at her son.

Mexca rubbed her child's cheeks and kissed her, while the little baby was so calm with the act of a mexca, she only occasionally pulled out her tongue and moved her lips.

"Hem my son, my boy. Welcome to the world, baby. Be a good boy and always love everyone. Cup" mexca berdo'a while rubbing his son's head and pecking the top of his son's head.

O - O Oeeee. Oeeeeee

Crying the baby, seola he answered what was expected and prayed for by his father.