Contest to be Wife of the President

CH-109 Giving birth

As the baby's impulse grew stronger, Lorena was forced to secure herself in preparation for giving birth alone. Although with a very sad heart, she tried hard and still firmly accepted her destiny to give birth in this rubber garden. The shadow of her husband's face continued to cross her mind. Had she been able to give birth normally maybe now Sean had been waiting for her in the delivery room, but that would not have happened now.

The longer the push is the more often almost every minute of every second the push gets stronger. Lorena's hand held tightly to the weeds around her, she was already unable to endure the pain of the dorongaan about to give birth.

Strengthened his heart to give birth right now, he also set his breath gathering his energy to push repeatedly firmly, until finally he felt a cold object touch his thigh which was only based on the dress he was wearing. A few minutes later there was a loud baby cry.

“Oaa..Oaa..” crying baby is not stopping.

The sobs could not be contained anymore, the tears could not be endured anymore. The sadness that enveloped her was mixed and happy to hear the cry of her baby.

Lorena felt a limp body but her hand grabbed the rubber tree firmly, forcing herself to get up to see the baby between her legs. But he felt a recurring heartburn and a second urge, making him push once more, after which the cold felt back between his legs, whether Lorena did not understand. All she knew was that she had just given birth to her baby.

Lorena's hands continued to hold on to the rubber tree, she tried to sit as hard as she could even though she had no more energy, but she had to save her baby. Lorena tried to sit down and grab the baby who was still covered in red blood.

“Darling, my baby,” murmured with quivering lips, sweat soaked his body with unruly hair, tears kept soaking his cheeks. The embrace of the baby who is still connected to the strap of the ari-ari and other objects that accompany his birth.

The baby's face was still closed and did not stop crying. Lorena tried to clean her baby's face with both hands, a handsome baby boy.

“Honey, you're born,” she said, in confusion, she doesn't know how to clean her baby in this condition, the baby must be cold. She hugged the baby and kissed him gently. His chest felt so tight that he endured the crying, the pain in the body and the pain in the bottom of his heart had to give birth in this condition.

His eyes rolled around and he saw the jacket lying on the grass, the owner's jacket. Slowly Lorena inched closer to the jacket while holding her baby who kept crying. He took the jacket and put it on the baby.

“Honey,” said Lorena while kissing the cheek of her baby who is still crying.

“Are you hungry?” tanyakanya. All he knows in the article that the baby is born is usually directly given Asi by his mother. She sits back on a rubber tree trying to give Asi to her baby.

Stared again the baby who is now breastfeeding him with haru.

“Darling, you look so much like your father. Your father would be glad to know you were born. Your father is very impatient to see you,” he said as he stroked the baby's head in his carry. The pain that was felt as if it disappeared just like that when he saw the tiny face. She was relieved now, her baby was already born.

Not far from there was a pair of men and women on their backs carrying baskets of grass, seeming to have been looking for grass around the rubber garden.

“Pak, there seems to be the sound of crying baby,” said the woman, who is over 50 years old.

“True, who brought the baby to the estate like this?” answer that men whose age may not be much different.

“Can anyone throw away a baby?” ask the women.

“Hus! You are-just there,” replied the man.

“If it is true that someone threw away a baby is not it very good sir, we can lift it a child, after a long time we are not blessed with children,” said the woman.

I heard the crying of the baby getting louder.

“Let's look at the sound!” take the man, be a woman. They also walked towards the direction of the baby's voice but gradually the baby's crying voice suddenly disappeared.

“Voice missing Sir,” word that woman.

“Maybe we misheard, maybe the voice of a cat,” replied the man.

They stopped their steps but when they looked at the lush grass, they were surprised to see the figure of a woman sitting leaning against a rubber tree holding a baby covered in a jacket.

“Yes for God, sir! Someone gave birth!”exclaiming that woman when she saw her wet bottom dress Lorena red.

“Nak! You why?” yelled the man while running towards Lorena followed by the woman.

“Please me Sir, Mom!” he said slowly, because he felt his body very weak.

The man came crouching closer to her.

“You gave birth alone?” ask the man.

“Iya, please my baby, we have to go to the hospital,” said Lorena, looking at him expectantly.

“Iya, yes, you're coming with us. Ma'am, you carry the baby, I will help this child walk,” said the man to his wife who immediately nodded and stretched out his hand to take the baby in Lorena's arms.

 “Are you still strong walking?” ask the man. Lorena nodded weakly. The man helped Lorena to stand up.

“We take it home Sir. To the hospital far away, we will call the midwife Eno!” said the woman, while hugging her baby Lorena who is still connected. Her eyes immediately turned red in tears, she felt sorry to see the condition of Lorena who was in the garden and the condition of her baby who had not been taken care of by medical personnel even just covered in a man's jacket.

“Iya,” replied her husband.

Far enough away they went to a house on the edge of the rubber plantation so they did not need to pass through the houses of the people who would invite the attention of people.

Near the house there is a traditional ball field whose pylon is made of bamboo with a net made of rapia rope. A few meters from there there is a paved highway that looks empty, across it again there are some abandoned open wooden stalls like a coconut ice shop that may be used on certain days only.

 Lorena was laid on a bed that had been given a plastic carpet pad, as well as her baby lying next to her.

“Pak, you call Bu midwife, I will prepare hot water,” said the woman.

"Yes ma'am" answered her husband who rushed out of the room.

Lorena was speechless, she felt very weak. Thought the baby was still covered in the jacket. Tears were dripping back on his cheeks. Far from her shadow, her baby would be born in this state.

The woman looked at him sadly, she felt sorry for Lorena and the baby. He immediately took a drink and gave it to Lorena.

“Drink so that his body is fresher,” said the woman.

“You have patience first, my husband is calling a midwife,” said the woman, his eyes still watching the figure of the unknown woman.

Lorena turned to the woman with a pushy look, she felt very grateful with their help.

“Thank you,” said slowly.

“No need to be persuaded, it is our obligation to help each other please,” the woman said with a smile.

“Whose name? I am Yati, and my husband is Aping,” asked the woman later.

Asked as soon as Lorena fell silent, what did she have to answer? Does she have to say her name is Lorena? What if those people go looking for her again and endanger the safety of the baby? Even though he didn't understand why those people left him in the rubber garden?

“My name..” Lorena stopped her words, she went back to thinking and weighing.

“My name..Laura,” Lorena replied, lying, covering up her identity, it's the name she had in mind, the name of her cousin, Laura.

“Yes my name is Laura,” rework Lorena.

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