Daughter, Matahari..

6. Birth Daughter...

The time has come...

It does not feel now my womb has entered the ninth month, where the time feels very close to the approximate day of my son's birth.

"Son, you're not too tired, are you? You should rest more, so that later if the time comes for you to give birth, you can try as much as possible to give birth to your child normally," Mother advised me.

I listened to Mom's advice, then smiled and nodded my head.

"Good, Mom. I've now also reduced the heavy-duty work, so I'm calm. InsyAALLAH everything will be fine and normal later," I said with confidence.

Mother guaranteed it, then gently rubbed the top of my head while making a smile.

"Well, then you rest first. Mom wants to go out for a while, there's something you have to buy." said Mom, then passed leaving me alone in the room.

Then I looked at the ceiling of my room, and for a moment I thought, 'Will this insults and insults, there always be until I give birth to my son in this world? O God, may I be strong and may I pass every trial from YOU,"

Not feeling drowsiness began to attack me, I finally began to fall asleep, now only a soft snoring was heard from inside my room.

A few days later....

One day, while I was sitting in my room. Suddenly my stomach felt heartburn, and I immediately went to the bathroom. However, heartburn is getting longer and more often and more painful.

When it felt at the bottom felt very wet (broken amniotic fluid), I also began to moan because I felt pain that I could not stand. Then I tried to call Mom.

"Y-mother?" call me with a little scream.

After a few times I called Mom, she came in a hurry and was very surprised.

"Astaghfirullah, Son! your water has broken, you hold it for a while, huh? Mother wants to seek help first to our neighbors," said Mother while stumbling while running to seek help.

A few moments later...

After getting help from neighbors who still have sympathy for us, they finally helped me get to the nearest midwife. Fortunately, I have prepared all the necessities for labor later, so we can go straight away.

After arriving at the delivery site, the Midwife and one nurse immediately helped me to lie down on the bed that was available there.

"Sorry, Mom. The water has broken, I briefly check the opening, huh?" the midwife said kindly.

When it was finished, the midwife smiled at us.

"Alhamdulillah, it's opening nine. InsyAALLAH will soon be a perfect opening," said the Midwife again with a smile.

I felt an already unbearable pain, when the heartburn came and went and it was like something was coming out from down there. I can only give up and pray, so that everything is smooth and nothing happens to my son.

"Is it still a long time, Mom? I can't stand it anymore, it feels like I want to push right now, because down there is something urgent that wants to come out" I complained while tightly grasping Mom's hand.

"Please, don't push first, Mom? since the opening isn't perfect yet, then I'll have to hold it for a little while. Set your breath, huh? take a deep breath, then exhale slowly. Do it to catch your breath, all of it can be a little to relieve the pain" explained the Midwife patiently.

Mother who was beside me, now also participated to strengthen me.

"You can do it, kid! you are the daughter of a strong and powerful Mother" said Mother who tried to convince me.

Not long after, the opening was finally perfect. Now it is time for the Midwife to give me instructions that I follow her directions.

"Bismillah, son, pray a lot to Allah SWT. Believe that all your business will be made easier by him. You can do it, baby!" said the mother who always gave me spirit, without even a hint of moving from beside me.

After a few breaths, I was cut off. I was finally able to give birth to my son safely normally.

Oooeek..

Suddenly the sound of crying baby was heard, I immediately said thousands of words of gratitude to Allah SWT. Because it has facilitated my labor process and everything can run normally.

"Alhamdulillah" I said softly, in between my cries.

With struggle and tears, finally the pain that I have felt, now all of it has been replaced by the presence of my beloved baby.

In between the tears of haru, now Mother hugged and kissed me.

"Alhamdulillah, dear. You are great, you are strong. I'm proud of you, son. Congratulations huh? today you have become a new mother, dear." said Mother as she stared fixedly at my face.

"Thank God, Mom. The baby is born perfect, the gender is female, and try to look at it for a moment! she is very sweet and beautiful like her mother" said the Midwife, showing me my baby.

I was unable to speak any more, and could only nod my head.

There is only a sense of haru and happiness, because my struggle to maintain it, finally gives a very extraordinary happiness.

After my son was cleansed, now the Midwife put the baby on my d4d4. As in general, the baby must make physical contact first to his mother, and do IMD.

For a moment I looked at my daughter's face, but at a glance I saw the figure of the badjinger man from behind my daughter's face. However, I immediately brushed her off, because after all she was only my daughter and remained yours.

In fact, had that person searched and managed to find us, I would never have let him take my daughter. But I think everything was impossible, because after that incident, he never cared at all about how my life was when he had managed to destroy it.

"Have you prepared a name for your daughter, honey?" ask the mother who is now awakening from my daydream.

Enthusiastically, I smiled and nodded my head.

"Of course I did, Mom. Name is........"