Destiny Love Lyra, Between Love And Life
Awaiting Opening
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Wind flow ..
Adding shahdu to welcome the sun out of the contest, it seems that various souls began to busy arranging the morning with various spirits and joy that continue to be embedded in themselves. Ready to sweat to achieve a dream for prosperity in the future is the only thing that becomes a whip to stay upright standing.
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Lyra felt heartburn this morning, according to the mother-to-be we are trying to find a way through the boundaries to a new dimension for her.
And I really panicked, not because of my status that would change to father, because I was already a father when I met my Lyra. But indeed everything Lyra felt this morning was really something new to me.
Normal labor, initially doubtful and worried. Indeed, many women go through it but imagining Lyraku will be in unbearable pain. Moreover, the shadow of losing, leaving and being abandoned always made myself chaotic. I really don't want anything bad to happen to my beloved woman who is currently carrying our dreams in her womb.
I offered Lyraku a choice of caesar last night, but she replied in very beautiful language at the end, do not want there to be a limit of movement in keeping our two babies later because it is a cesarean delivery will impact after delivery. Indeed, Lyra's words last night bewitched me so much, even thank you seemed not enough to repay the power of her brain who wanted to always give unlimited love to us. And the initial pain is preferred at this time.
Heartburn was being felt Lyraku, some time the pain disappeared, and a few moments later he came again. I imagine our baby was struggling, he took a break and then tried again and like that he kept trying to break the line in my Lyra cavity. The cavity I just passed last night to look at my two babies.
Ahh, naughty yourself this. Even in the special circumstances that Lyraku went through with her big pregnancy. I still ask for my rights. But my Lyra never once rejected me, and she caught my face wailing as she let me tear her apart. And we end up doing it with sincerity and a feeling of love that arouses hoping to satisfy even in unusual circumstances. The love that both of our baby-to-be witnessed. Ahh, naughty ....
I was still waiting for Lyraku to change clothes at this time, until a while later the beautiful angel with a rayon outfit model baby doll combined with black-robed bergo hijab looks make this mother-to-be very charming. Although the angel was soon seen grimacing felt the baby began to fight back into his sockets. My lyra is in pain I see now..
"Honey, we're going to the Hospital now" that's the only word I think could be the focus, meeting the hero who understands what it's like, Dr. Catrina, yes it will be ammunition for my Lyra.
And we're in Jazz silver right now. With Mang Diman holding his wheel. I continued to rub my Lyra waist as if I was wiping my baby candidate who was struggling there. Yes, my loved ones are struggling. My lyra withstands the pain of drowning by regulating the breath and dhikr that continues to be spoken, he said, also my excited sons can't wait to see their new life which they unknowingly gives pain to their mother.
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At 08:00 at this time and our Jazz Silver pulled over in front of the big door that read ER in a hospital that is quite famous RSIA Sentra Duta Insani. A beautiful oriental doctor with no makeup coloring was waiting for us in his white uniform.
Tanpak was also a nurse who was not so tall in his 21s on his side was ready with a wheelchair in front of him. And we're coming down to both of them right now. The peeawat immediately approached us and invited me to sit in the wheelchair he was carrying. After seeing the nod on my Dimas face, I immediately sat in the chair.
"Let me encourage my wife" said mas Dimas to the nurse who swiftly took the bag that was previously about to be handed over to my Dimas mas.
Dr. Catrina directed us to the check room after the previous Dimas permission to stop by the registration counter first.
I took my breath and threw it back the way I taught you as I chanted dhikr as the contractions became more frequent I guess.
LA ILALA ILLALLOH ...
LA ILALA ILLALLOH ...
LA ILALA ILLALLOH ...
it continued and repeated almost inaudibly.
And we had arrived at the check room at this time, a nurse immediately asked me to weigh my body weight and check my tensile after ...
"BB 79kg, good tension 110/90 Doc," the nurse told Dr. Catrina.
Dr. Catrina asked me to lie down immediately at the examination site afterwards.
"What time do you start to feel contractions?" ask the doctor before checking on me.
"At 06:20 after we jog Doc," Dimas replied to Dr. Catrina steadily while continuing to stare at me who occasionally grimaced holding my heartburn.
"Is there a patch on Mom's underwear?" The doctor directed his question to me at this time.
"There's a little brownish Doc," and I saw Dr. Catrina nodded.
Dr. Catrina pointed the stethoscope now at my chest, I reveal my hijab now. I saw him looking smiling while glancing at Dimas mas, Dimas was immediately embarrassed and scratched his head.
"Okay let's check if there's an opening, Mom..!!" and I nodded too.
A nurse seemed to help me undress my bottom, I stared at Mas Dimas standing by my side, nodding with a grip he did not take off. The nurse bent my legs and spread slowly.
And "Ahhh ..," I don't really know what the doctor just did to me just the discomfort I felt just a moment ago
"OK already opening 4, baby hair is already visible. For the first delivery can be 4-5 hours in the future Insya Allh baby will be ready to be born. But it could also be faster depending on the invitation from baby Mom and Dad, especially the road seems to have been shown Dad last night, right??
And Ohh, could the doctor know what we did last night?? my inner.
"While waiting for more opening, the nurse will direct Mom and Dad to the treatment room, immediately press the button on the bed if Mom Lyra feels contractions that are getting sicker and more frequent, understand?"
"Understand Doc," looked Mas dimas replied steadily.
"Has Mom had breakfast?"
"Not Doc."
"Please fill his stomach yes Mom because later it takes a lot of energy to help the little one out, let alone 2 babies that Mom will give birth to,"
I nodded too.
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The nurse immediately gave me the patient's clothes when we arrived at the treatment room, and came out afterwards.
Mas Dimas painstakingly helped me change clothes, clothes with a full button canal model as the knee that widened the bottom I wear at this time. His short sleeves are quite comfortable and don't make me sultry. And mas dimas kept wiping my waist after.
"What does Lyra want to eat?"
"Not hungry, Mommy,"
"You should eat baby, remind me, the doctor said, you'll need a lot of energy to get our two babies out."
"Mual Mas to eat," I said.
"But Lyra will be limp during labor."
"I'm strong Mas ...."
"Darling ..., Okay get some biscuits?"
And I nodded too.
"Don't you take it long."
"Dear, my dear" said Mas Dimas as he kissed my forehead before it finally passed.
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I spread my legs around my current treatment room, occasionally stopping when I felt an unbearable pain, immediately returning my breath ... then I walked again to relax my leg muscles as I continued to wash my stomach and I would not stop saying his beautiful name, the name of My Creator.
ALLOH ...
ALLOH ...
ALLAHU RABBI LAA USYRIKU BIHI SYAI`
(God is my Lord whom I do not associate with anything)
Suddenly the door of my room opened ...
And I was stunned to see the arrival of the figure in front of me now ...
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