
Premature Rupture of Memberanes (PROM) or often referred to as premature rupture of membranes. The doctor said, that's what Viona is experiencing right now. Marshal stood anxiously in front of the room where his wife was now being treated further by doctors. He said, Early rupture of membranes can be understood as rupture of the amniotic membrane before the time of labor begins. Marshal was anxious and frightened to hear that. Supposedly, their baby was born one week away from the calculations. Now is not the time, but the baby's amniotic fluid has been broken due to Viona who fell in the bathroom earlier.
"Where is Viona?" Lina approached the Marshal who was standing restlessly. Other families also followed one by one there, after Rio informed her that Viona had been rushed to the hospital this morning.
"We just pray, Miss Viona is being treated again by the doctor." As long as the Marshal looked chaotic, it was fortunate that there was a reliable Rio. He did everything quickly and swiftly.
Marshal sees Lina crying, unable to hear bad news from her son. There is also Rahma who looks unsettled at the deckap by her husband. And Heru seemed calmer, sitting in the waiting chair with the fingers interlocked. He just looks calm, does not want to be too involved with the gripping and tense atmosphere like now. His feelings are fog.
The doctor came out, they quickly approached him. "Can I talk to her husband? Or who is the guardian of the patient?"
Everyone is referring to Marshal. He followed the doctor's steps into his room.
"After re-examination, the results remain the same. Miss Viona's membranes had broken prematurely. In general, babies will be born 24 hours after the baby ruptures. However, in this case it is different, because the baby has not really matured for his age. As scheduled, Miss Viona should give birth one more week."
Marshal nodded his head, confirming the doctor's speech just now. He listened seriously, lest there be a doctor's speech that was not listened to well and missed. It is about the condition of two of his beloved people.
"We from the specialist will try our best. Perhaps the next procedure is to keep the baby in the womb until he is fully mature and ready to be born. There is a fluid similar to amniotic fluid that can be given every day. This may be the best way to keep your baby awake.
However, back again to the resilience of the baby, sir. If he's urgent and can't stay in there any longer, then we'll take another step. I don't want a baby to be born. Because if it is left without a perfect amniotic sac, many risks will occur to the baby, as well as the condition of the mother."
"What's a caesar, Doc?"
"Not really, Sir. Many steps can actually be the way. Caesar could be the next step. However, seeing the resilience of your wife, we are confident she can give birth to her child in a normal way."
"Really, Doc? How's procedure? Do your best for my wife and children. Do whatever it takes, as long as they're both safe and okay."
The middle-aged female doctor smiled, giving a faint nod. "definitely. We must have done our best. Maybe later the step we will take, if the baby is time to be born, is to do a labor induction procedure so that the birth canal from the mother can be easy for the baby out. We'll see how the baby develops, and then we can take the next step."
Trusting everything to the obstetrician is indeed the only best way. Marshal forced a bitter smile at seeing his wife lying on the treatment bed. He just came out of the doctor's office with a lot of discussion about his wife's condition. Viona was a strong woman, never going weak to experience any condition, even if it was potentially a great danger. The doctor also told the marshal. And he believes the doctor's words can be proven.
"Mrs ...."
Marshal quickly approached, seeing his wife grimacing through her stomach while holding on tightly to her mother's hand. Since then Viona can only be accompanied by one of the representatives of the family. Not everyone can go in there. Only Lina who faithfully accompanied her daughter who was struggling with pain that struck every few minutes.
"What's sick, honey?" Marshal dyed his wife's temple, giving a gentle swab in her hair. "Father, you'll be fine."
Doctors say, approaching the maturation of gestational age, pregnant women will indeed experience several contractions accompanied by heartburn wrapped around. And now Viona is experiencing that. Marshal could not see his wife in such pain now. Viona's forehead was sweating coldly with eyebrows that were tangled together with the heartburn that struck her even more violently.
"I'm sorry, Ma. I like to bother Mama. Mama must have fought more than this at birth. Samein also sorry I'm the same papa ...." Viona held tightly onto Lina's hand that never moved from her side. They cry, feeling how hard the struggle of the mother who will give birth. "Sickness, Ma ...."
"Hold, Deck! Don't twitch! Fight the pain. It was just a false contraction. Don't push, yeah!"
The presence of a more experienced woman is very important. Marshal even just helped encourage passion for his wife. Lina's role is indeed more meaningful for Viona's good at the moment. Until a few minutes passed, Viona began to look calm because the pain had gradually reduced.
Marshal and Lina were both unwilling to leave Viona alone. They are afraid something will happen. Just sitting holding hands with Viona, providing such great support. It was as if channeling energy to keep Viona strong.
"You should eat, Deck. Eat first, will you?"
The marshal quickly moved to fetch food for his wife who was already prepared on the table. He feeds Viona painstakingly, a little pushy as his wife refuses a bribe. Viona must be healthy, must be strong and have a lot of energy before the real battle arrives.
And they go through the next days like that. Viona has been hospitalized for three days with an obstetrician alert. Frequent contractions until heartburn that is not terpercussi make Viona tear hold back the pain. Marshal was never absent from the side, providing full support. Viona is grateful to have a standby husband who is very considerate and affectionate towards her and her child.
"Chal ...." Viona grimaced again for the third time today. He rubbed his stomach which felt an incredible heartburn. "Call doctor! I'm not strong anymore!" Lina was not there, Viona could only rely on Marshal for now.
Marshal panicked, immediately pressing the emergency button next to his wife's bed. "Patience, yes, soon the doctor will be here. You're powerful. I'm sure."
"Quick! It hurts! I'm not strong anymore!"
The marshal nodded rapidly, glancing at the room door uneasily. She was getting unbearable because of Viona to cry again this time. He moved restlessly on the bed with his legs stretched wide. "Darling ...." Marshal doesn't know what to do. He wanted to cry to see his wife in pain. It could be said that this time was the most devastating contraction that Viona had experienced. Marshal could see clearly how the veins on his wife's neck protruded. That meant that the pain that was afflicting Viona was matchless.
"Stay with the madam here, sir. Madam needs support." The doctor came, immediately handle Viona, open a blanket that covers the lower part of Viona's body that is not wearing *******, because it is always wet due to the fluid that comes out of her womb.
"Sickness, Chal ...."
"Yes, honey, hold it." Marshal held tightly to Viona's hand, feeling a strong squeeze from his wife who continued to be in pain. Several kisses Marshal gave, hoping to be a tranquilizer and a power channel to make his wife stronger in the face of a whack of pain.
"Sst .. You're strong, honey. You're strong." The marshal tidied up his support, whispered and kissed his wife's temple.
"Sir."
"Yes, Doc? How's my wife doing?" Marshal is already anxiously awaiting the results of the examination from the doctor. "They're fine, right? What's going on?"
The doctor sighed for a moment, looking calm, in contrast to the two humans who were now pounding waiting for his explanation. "Baby seems ready to be born. He kept pressing inside the womb, as his amniotic fluid was almost depleted. We have no other way to hold him back any longer than to force him to be born as soon as possible. Otherwise-"
"Do it! Do your best for my wife and daughter, Doc!"
"Good, Sir. We'll do the next step, induction of labor. It is likely that in a few hours your wife will soon give birth, after handling. We're getting ready together, yeah."