Dreamy Girl

Part 131 Not All Men Are The Same

Risma squeezed Deka's hand strongly because it held a very severe pain in her hip. Ever since he heard that Vita Maharani had an accident that resulted in him having to have a Caesarean section he became often felt a contraction every ten minutes.

"Huffffft." he breathed in through his nose and threw it in his mouth.

"Sir, aarghhhh..." Deka felt his bones ache to see the suffering of his wife. His hand was bleeding from being squeezed so strongly by Risma when the pain came.

"Astagfirullah, brother.I'm not strong. Aargh..." Risma is complaining of pain.

"Patience, if I could replace you." whispered Deka in his wife who was filled with a lot of sweat. He encouraged his wife by reciting prayers or stroking his wife's stomach which was getting hardened due to contractions.

"Sister, I'm sorry. Huff..."

"Yeah, I'm sorry you never got it wrong anyway."

"Pull breath mom. don't push first yes.this is the new opening three, just a moment again, dear who is patient ya..." said Bu midwife who handles it besides now the best obstetrician who handles young lady Vita Maharani.

"Sister, Artghh.." cried Risma again as the pain came again and it lasted about five minutes.

"Doctor, just caesarean." Deka told the doctor. He was no longer able to see the suffering of his wife.

"Where are you still strong?" ask the doctor while opening Risma's thigh wide. He examined his birth canal by inserting his fingers.

"Well, hold your breath don't suck, do a lot of praying."

"Huffft aaahhh." Risma took a breath and threw it away slowly according to the doctor's instructions. Sweat had flooded his entire body. His clothes got all wet.

"Yep, good Mom, a little more.yes smart, this includes a good Bu position. For example, if during an old pregnancy must be diligently visited by the same papa nih so that the baby's grandpa can find his own way out." said Bu Midwife encouraging. Deka looked at his wife. He regretted not seeing the grandpa this morning. In his mind it would be easy to birth if he followed the midwife's instructions.

"Aaaarggh." Risma's screams spread her reverie, not to mention her hands that had already been bleeding from the squeeze of his wife's hand when the pain was again present.

"Well, now that's a long one, his head looks pretty."

"Aaaaaargh...." Risma expends all the remaining energy and,

"Oweeeee." the shrill sound of a baby filling the room is a sign of the struggle of a mother giving birth to a baby has reached the finish line. The excruciating pain is now gone, yawning somewhere along with the presence of a healthy and funny baby with a cry of happiness.

"Alhamdulillah, thank you" said Deka while kissing his wife's sweaty forehead. A relieved and happy smile adorned the face of Risma who had struggled with all her might to give birth to the baby they had long dreamed of.

"The baby is healthy sir, thank God. All the limbs are complete and the cries are shrill." said Midwife while cleaning the body of the mother and baby.

"Thank you Doctor and Midwife."

"Yes, you're both."

"This mother including smart you gave birth, but the first child huh? look it can't stitch, and thank God it's including his birth fast."

"Gak papa ma'am the doctor was stitched up so that it was close again" said Deka with a plain look. He could not imagine how a baby big enough to come out of his wife's birth canal must have been amazing.

"Lho sir, this is elastic, you know, that comes out big and small alike will be back tight and singset. Hayooo thinks about it again?" said the Doctor smiled meaningfully to Deka who suddenly felt ashamed at her own words.

"Sister, astagfirullah." said Risma while pinching her husband's waist.

"Excuse me doc. I want to find red medicine first." said Deka while showing his hands that had been a victim of the brutality of his wife who was giving birth.

"In azanin the baby was sir." said the doctor held Deka not out of the maternity room.

"Oh yes, doctor thank you." Deka also persecuted his son with solemnity as many strands of do'a may his son be a son of Sholeh who boasts religion, country, and family.

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Hany finally returns home with Pandu after visiting Vita and her baby. At first Hany refused but Pandu remained insistent because he saw Hany's look so alarming. A disheveled face with enough mascara around his eyes makes Pandu feel there is something big happening to this girl.

"You cry this day?" ask Pandu after the curiosity he can not stand.

"Eh, you know where I cry, you're a psychic?" replied Hany staring at Pandu who was looking at the road that was quite jammed in front of him.

"Aren't you carrying a glass?" ask again without taking his eyes off. "Now." point at the small glass above his head. "Or not!" he again pointed to the rearview mirror of the car adjacent to the position Hany sat.

"Aaaaaa." cried Hany hysterically. He saw himself as a ghost who had just risen from his grave. His face is so scary. Her normally straight and neat hair now looks crumpled and crushed. While his eyes, oh my goodness, Mascara who used to beautify his eyes is now smudged and melted everywhere.

"This is true if you use mascara that is not waterproof must melt if we cry" he said slowly while taking a piece of wet tissue and began to clean his face. Guide until smiling slanted made. "Freaky girl, no jaim-jaimnya." murmured slowly but was heard by Hany.

"What are you talking about?" tanya Hany glared.

"So, just talking about that girl who's a weird magic bin." Answer the Guide accordingly.

"Tomorrow to say, right? shame on me being like this ghost?"

"No, you are beautiful" replied Pandu, raising two fingers.

"Hahhaha." Hany's laughter echoed inside that walking box. Pandu suddenly goosebumps, lest Hany turn right into a ghost.

"Men are all the same, you know? her mouth is sweet if she wants to, but if she has another one her mouth is easy to hurt, hix." Hany's laughter suddenly turned into a joke. Her heart ached in light of Arman's treatment of her. The man who became his first love hurt him so much that he no longer wanted to be in touch with another man. Trust in men has evaporated unceremoniously.

Until he learned to open his heart and began to admire the figure of Reno Sebastian assistant mother of the President of TGR Global Company which he later heard that the man had married Miska Todler due to an accident incident, which he had, Miska was pregnant by her idol. His heart was broken again and determined to no longer open his heart because in the end the sense of disappointment he felt.

"Not all men are the same Han, I am for example, I am kind and handsome, and also do not eat soap trus attention to you." Pandu said comforting with his jokes are not funny.

"Son, you're the same." chimpanzee Hany threw her face to the window.

"I prove yes that I am a good man." Pandu said seriously.

"Prove that. It doesn't matter either." Hany said, but her little heart hoped to find a good man who would make her happy later.

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