Crazy Rich Looking for Love

Chapter 131: Struggle gives birth to 2

“Dad, Fro is giving birth. We're already in the hospital now.” Ditya spoke to his father through his cell phone. His voice was almost desperate. The difference between London - Jakarta is seven hours adrift in autumn and winter, meaning that in Indonesia it is currently at 15:00 pm. Halim was still resting in her room when Joe woke her up.

“Hah!” Halim who was still half conscious, suddenly flinched.

Halim's assistant was forced to wake her employer when she heard Ditya's voice.

“How is he doing? Is everything okay?” ask Halim, massage the temple. His head throbbed as he forced himself to sit up all of a sudden.

“No, Dad.” Ditya spilled his feelings. Since then trying to hold it alone to look strong and fine in front of Frolline.

“You've arrived there?” halim asked, his voice panicked.

“Not yet. Still taking care of the paperwork. Possibly after Frolline gave birth, new mama can come to London.”

“Si Lily... has been reminded well in advance. He thought to London it was the same as when he came home to Mulyorejo, just pick up the suitcase!” nagel Halim.

“Daddy and your mommy can't go to London. Age and physical condition is no longer possible to sit on the plane for a dozen hours.” Halim explained.

“Yes, Dad. I understand.”

“Then what about Frolline?” ask Halim to find out.

“From 04:00 yesterday morning, Fro had already felt an upset stomach. It's just, we can only get into the hospital at about 21:00 p.m. At 04:00 this morning, the institution was broken by a doctor ...” Pause for a moment, Ditya sighed.

“Until now the opening is still fixed, not yet increased. Still opening six.” Ditya.

“Continue to be how this is? Don't think about money, the important thing is that your wife and child are safe. Follow his doctor's advice.” Halim.

“Condition Fro has started to drop. Painkiller that uses gas, but does not work. So the doctor suggested an epidural. If until one o'clock this afternoon there is still no addition of openings, Fro must caesar. If before one hour this can reach opening eight, it is likely to give birth normally.” Ditya.

“Yes already, I can't do anything. It can only help through prayer. Later I will go to the house of ashes of your grandparents, announce the birth of his great-granddaughter and ask for the smooth process of birth Frolline.” Halim was stunned for a moment. If I can be honest, his feelings are not calm either. Currently both are in the land of people, no one is helping.

“Deliver to your wife, my prayers always accompany her.” Halim realized something. In their tradition, when there are family members who give birth, there should be nothing that stands in the way. Which may hinder the birth process. Finally, as a parent, he decided to unravel the conclusions he made himself. Hopefully with his blessing, the birth process will run smoothly.

When Meliana gave birth to Marisa, her parents opened the doors and windows of the house wide, even including the closet doors at home. No matter what his intentions and goals were, Halim only followed his predecessor. This time, he tried to open the door of his heart to the son-in-law.

“Alright, Dad. Sorry to interrupt your break.”

“Ya. Let me know if anything happens.” Halim ordered before turning off the phone.

***

Entering back into the room after contacting Halim, his mother and Marisa to share the news, Ditya again thumped when he saw the agonized face of his wife. Frolline lay sideways with various hoses and medical devices attached to her body.

On his wife's back is a small hose attached and connected to the lower back, where the drugs that make the pain a little less. On the Frolline arm is also wrapped in tensimeter. Not yet drugs and infusions are channeled through needles that are stuck in the back of the hand. At the tip of his middle finger was pinned by a device connected to the monitor.

“Hmmm.” Frolline muttered as she opened her eyes.

“Are you okay?” ditya asked, gently rubbing his wife's hand.

“The stomach is not too, but even though it has been given injections still feel. It's contracting again,” Frolline shootout with short breath.

“Yes, the contract is high,” said Ditya pointed to a small square-shaped medical device with a screen displaying numbers.

“Yes. It feels amazing, Ko.” Frolline tried to smile. He has already broken himself. No more energy to speak. He chose to close his eyes, enjoying the pain that came and went at all times. His needle-pierced skin throbbed as the drugs were transferred into him through small tubes.

“Sabar, Schatzi. Your struggle is just a minute away.” Ditya looked around the room, enjoying the sound of unpretentious medical devices created harmony.

“Yes, Ko. Nothing hurts more than an injection in the back.” Frolline grimaced with the abdominal pain that came while imagining an epidural injection in her back.

“Sorry, Dear.” Ditya whispered in Frolline's ear while tidying up the broken hair child covering part of the face.

***

Seconds by second passed so slowly. The clock on the wall was playing tricks on the couple. Repeatedly looking at the round object hanging, the clock hand seemed to freeze at the same point. After being examined by several midwives and doctors, Frolline was finally able to smile. At around 12:00 p.m., the opening rose to eight. That means she can give birth normally.

Back Frolline had to be patient with Ditya waiting for the birth of the Lim family hero. At about four in the afternoon, Frolline was asked to push her baby out after the perfect opening.

Frolline's struggle was so hard to give birth to their first child. And Ditya had the chance to see it for himself. After repeatedly pushing and always failing. Eventually it was decided to use forceps, a kind of tool to help pull the baby's head out when Frolline pushed.

“Come, Darling. A little more.” Ditya cheered on the sidelines of his wife's struggle. The words of love were repeated in Frolline's ears.

“Yes ... Schatzi.” The hands of both of them clasped each other. Ditya gave up the nails of Frolline stuck on the back of his hand as their fingers looked at each other.

Frolline's cry broke when she heard the sound of her baby crying. He was no longer able to say more.

“Ko ..”

“Yes, Fro. Our boy ...” says Ditya smiled. His eyes glazed over after seeing for himself the struggle of his wife giving birth. During this time he and Frolline have equipped themselves with several readings. They have also followed all the directions of midwife and doctor. And in fact, the process of the birth of his son is not exactly the same as the theory that has been studied. Although there are some sciences that can be applied.

“Have, don't cry anymore. Our champ is healthy. Thank you, Fro.” Ditya wiped the shed tears and wet the cheeks of Frolline. He pecked in and warmed his wife's forehead.

After going through the pain for 36 hours, struggling to push her baby with her remaining exertion, Frolline was able to breathe a sigh of relief with perfect happiness as the naked baby was sloughed into her innocent chest for the first time. The wrinkled pale baby was seen tasting the skin of the Frolline, his eyes closed occasionally opening.

Ditya looks bent, aligning his height with the baby. Both corners of the man's lips were pulled upwards.

“He's handsome once.”

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