Distance to Heart

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After massaging the back area. I also wanted to see how wide the opening of my birth canal was until I forced myself to stand in front of the mirror. I stood up while enduring the pain and began to reveal the negligee I was wearing while Nurbaiti asked permission to turn to the kitchen to fetch the water he had boiled.

While holding the closet, I can see the opening road that has been increasingly wide open. It seems almost perfect. The feeling of wanting to push is getting felt. However, I tried to hold back until the opening was completely perfect.

Nurbaiti came with a basin filled with water that was still steaming the steam. Suddenly in the lower part of my body. Come out the clear liquid that I think it is the water that has been broken.

Byuuourr...

In a hurry Nurbaiti put the basin on the table and immediately helped me lie on the bed with the underpad I bought when I went to the sub-district two months ago.

Sweat as big as corn seeds has begun to be decorated on my face, red liquid was already a little dripping on the underpad. I was already in a straddle position and started trying to push, trying to get the baby in there little by little pushed out. It's not as easy as I imagined.

Many times I had to push, inhale, and exhale so that this baby could actually come out. It feels like all my remaining strength has been given up. However, the baby inside was still difficult to find a way out so it made me desperate to almost give up. It is true said people if the first delivery will be more difficult and longer.

However, Nurbaiti still gave me the spirit to continue to push until the sound of knocking on the door was heard from out there. Me and Nurbaiti were spontaneously shocked. But the pain and want to keep pushing I can no longer bear it. Someone who had knocked on the door barged in and stepped into my room and,

"Kanaya, you!" mariana shouted while rounding her eyes and then covered her mouth with her palm, shocked to see my position that was already in pain was about to give birth.

Mariana then put her bag into any place, she rushed to the kitchen to wash her hands clean and prepared to help me in labor. As a medical officer, of course his human soul was knocked to see me who was helpless and powerless. Especially a midwife.

Of course Mariana knows how to help someone who will give birth properly. Nurbaiti then changed positions with him. Nurbaiti also listened to whatever instructions Mariana ordered to her. While I kept pushing, trying to get this baby in my stomach out quickly.

Calmly Mariana gave me instructions to help me get the baby out of my stomach. I continued to push while occasionally inhaling and exhaling. Until that movement finally happened in there. I can feel where my baby is moving.

"Keep Kay, keep pushing, keep pushing, your baby's head is starting to look" said Mariana.

"Yes, keep pushing, Mom. Push, "timpal Nurbaiti while wiping the sweat that flows down my face.

"sickness, Na. Sa-kit really, really" I complained as I shook my head.

For a moment I stopped pushing and shook my head. I don't feel strong until I shed a tear. However, hearing the words of encouragement from the two women who were endlessly before me. It makes me excited to bring this baby into the world. I do not know how many times I push, inhale, and exhale until finally at the last blow and long enough and very draining of my energy. the baby also appeared from the gate of her birth canal and Mariana swiftly took the baby out.

Oh... !Ohhh...! Oh... !

His voice was a very strong cry and greeted with smiles Mariana and Nurbaiti made the atmosphere turn into a day.

"Alhamdulillah was born, man, handsome, ma'am doctor," said Nurbaiti.

After being given enough breast milk, the baby was lifted. To be immediately bathed by Nurbaiti while Mariana was busy sewing the birth canal that was slightly torn because of the delivery earlier. The placenta also comes out of the birth canal. The baby I gave birth to was put to sleep next to me after he was bathed, dressed and then wrapped neatly. His body odor is very fragrant even though it does not use baby powder or oil. At first glance I saw his face that was so similar to the man who was his biological father. Like a two-sided nut.

Mariana also cleaned the remnants and tools of labor earlier. While I still feel pain in the lower area due to postpartum stitches.

"Mariana wait," I said as she wanted to leave.

"Thank you so much for everything,"

"Sama-sama, Kanaya," she replied with a smile.

***

Nurbaiti returned to the room while bringing rice, spinach, tempeh, and tofu that he had been cooking in the kitchen.

"Mother doctor, let's eat first. Surely the power is up, because it has issued a handsome dedek," he said as he put the food on the nightstand next to me to sleep.

"Nurbaiti, please take this baby home, I have given birth to it, now it is your duty to care for and raise it like your own child,"

Hearing that speech, Nurbaiti did not dare say anything less to take the newborn baby out of bed. He stood up to stand. Confused what he would say.

"DON'T! Don't do it, Kanaya," cried Mariana from the outside who immediately took a long step towards my room.

"Nurbaiti, you can leave this room for a minute. Because I'm going to have a one-on-one conversation with Kanaya" Mariana told Nurbaiti. The woman nodded and came out with a frightened face.

"What do you mean you told Nurbaiti to take this baby?" ask Mariana while shaking her waist.

"This is the Mariana Agreement, the sooner the better,"

"Hey Kanaya! After what you've been hiding from me all this time. And you fought life earlier. For the sake of giving birth to this baby. Now you want to hand this baby over to someone else. You have a heart, not you!" mariana said with an exploding tone of anger.

"I'm dead, Na. Ever since this baby's father ruined my honor and pride was destroyed on that damned day!" answer me with a tone that is no less wrathful.

"At the same time my service here is almost over and I can't possibly take this baby home with me. What people say when I come home from the village inland but bring home "my words while crying sobbing.

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