Dimadu Tak Semanis Honey

Aksa Erlangga Buana's

"Where, honey? does her stomach hurt again?" erlanngga asked worriedly when he saw the grimacing look on Siti's face.

"Yes, but it hurts only intermittently."

"We're going to the doctor now?"

"Don't. The doctor said, if you want to give birth to her contractions already often, continue to come out mucus accompanied by blood. It's nothing, Mum."

"I can't see you."

"Don't look at that. Dear dong."

"Eh, yes, yes. Want to be in apain?"

"Sit behind me, his legs open. I want to lean on your body."

"All right, Madam."

Erlangga immediately sat down, leaning the body onto the cot. Hugging his wife from behind in a sitting position.

"Comfortable, honey?"

"Hm. Elus' stomach, in his navel. He said it stimulated the contraction faster."

"All right."

"Mas."

"Hmm?"

"If pegel, say so."

"Yes ...."

"Mas, I'm a little tired, bobo can you? Wake up later if Mas pegel."

"Yes, honey. Yes, bobo."

Siti shook her hand at Erlangga's. His head rests on his chest. With a feeling of happiness, Erlangga placed her cheek on Siti's temple.

Siti's asleep. He wakes up when the contractions come. The aunt who also accompanied was ready with warm sweet tea.

Erlangga and Bibi sometimes chat, their money has been together for a long time already unlike maids and employers.

"Should have been, big lady told."

"He'll know for himself. There are many spies."

"Why, baby? what a pain, huh?"

"This, Mas. I peed, but a lot. The bed's wet."

"Law. That's amniotic sure. Come on, just take it to the hospital if the problem has broken." exclaimed the Aunt.

Siti and Erlangga got up from the bed. And sure enough, the mattress that Siti was sitting on was soaked. Finally Erlangga decided to take Siti to the hospital, after Siti remained at home with more comfortable supplies.

Erlangga felt annoyed at himself, at a time like this he could not carry his wife. And let him walk by enduring his pain.

On the way, Siti groaned in pain. His increasingly powerful hand clutching Erlangga's arm was enough to prove how he endured the pain.

A sweat poured from the head of the hijab-wearing woman.

Erlangga tried to ease Siti's pain by embracing and kissing his wife's head even though, he knew it didn't help.

The car stops inside the midwifery ER. Officers are ready with the bed that will bring Siti.

Immediately take her to the delivery room. Checked until the doctor explained it took a little time to wait until the Siti opening was complete.

"Try, I checked back" the doctor said after an hour.

The doctor smiled, "Complete. Come on, let's start the delivery. Follow my instructions."

Erlangga faithfully.

"Pull the breath, lift the head, look at the stomach and groan ..." such is the instructions of the doctor, carried out continuously until delivery smoothly without obstacles.

A baby boy has been born. Weight 3, 3 kg. Body length 52 cm.

Erlangga is not always grateful. Pecking and hugging Siti repeatedly.

Baby is cleaned. Once tidy, they take him to the perinatal room (baby). Siti was taken to the treatment room after four hours of surveillance in the room.

"Thank you, baby. Thank you very much, said Erlangga. With a kiss that does not stop on Siti's forehead.

"Have you abused our son?"

"Hm. Sure, that's what kept me alive until now."

"Let's hold on until he's really ready to lose us."

"Aamiin's."