Feel Engineering

Late Premature

Chapter 78 Late Premature

Dea got up from the bed and circled around Azka to push her wheelchair.

"Ouch!" Dea grimaced in pain holding her stomach.

"Why you?" Azka panicked.

"My stomach hurts a lot!" Dea again sat down on the side of the bed, the pain that was afflicting her was so intense.

"Patience, you rest first. You call Nisa first."

"Sisa..Nisha..Nisa.." Shouted Azka towards the door.

"Yes sir." Nisa walks into the room and hears Azka calling out to her.

"Call the doctor, call anyone, Dea's in pain."

"Good sir." Nisa deftly went back out of the room carrying out Azka's orders.

Dea was still grimacing withstanding the pain in her stomach. Cold sweat filled his face. He could feel his sweat running down his back.

"Oh Allah. It hurts so much, bang." Complain Dea.

"Prophey, baby. istighfar.istighfar!" Azka could not do much, she could only stroke Dea's stomach, the pain in her thigh was painful if moved.

The door opened again, showing Aya's mother and Arga's father approaching them, followed by several nurses and doctors who handled Dea's womb.

"Lay first." Doctor Fany said then his hand moved agilely over Dea's abdomen.

Mother Aya circled the bed choosing to sit on the other side while holding Dea's hand.

"Have you ever felt pain like now?" Ask doctor Fany.

Dea shook her head, "So in the office there was some pain, but only this time it hurt like this, doc." Dea said, hearing lips tremble.

"Sorry, let's check first." Doctor Fany then opened both of Dea's thighs and inserted her fingers into Dea's womanhood.

"It's been opening five."

"But doc, it's not 9 months yet?" Sela Azka was worried considering the content of Dea is still 8 months old.

"It looks like the mother is experiencing severe stress that stimulates the opening of the baby's birth canal, sir." Answer doctor Fany.

"No matter the doctor, the most important thing is to do what's best for our children and grandchildren." Mother Aya said expectantly.

"Yes doc, God willing we work on. Well, then we're going to the delivery room and we'll see if we can be born normal or caesarean."

"Caesar, doc!" Azka said quickly.

Dea shakes. "If it's normal, it's normal, doc." Reject Dea.

Azka looked at meu to Dea, "but dear this--"

"Udah.alah.deliver to the doctor, later we see which results are most likely." As for Aya's mother, she did not want to question the messalah giving birth to a normal or caesarean.

Dr. Fany checked Dea with ultrasound after they had arrived at the delivery room.

"The position of the baby is good bu..pak! Normal is no problem. The gestational age is 35 weeks. It's called being born prematurely late. No problem, the position of the head is already below, born normal or caesarean, just as safe." Doctor Fany looked at Azka and Dea in turn.

"Follow Dea's wishes then." This time it was Arga's father who gave the advice.

He wanted his son-in-law to feel comfortable and appreciated. Although deep down he did not want to see his son-in-law feel the pain of contractions during labor. He remembered how his wife always insisted on giving birth to his children normally, the last Caca who had to be born caesarean because at that time his wife was 37 years old. He doesn't want to take any chances.

"Are you sure, baby?" Azka asked gazing into Dea's bead of eyes.

Dea nodded and commented on the smile even though her face could no longer hide the growing pain she was suffering from endlessly.

"If you're ridha's brother, I can!" Dea said as she carried Azka's right hand to catch her.

"Whatever baby, just so you promise you'll be fine, brother ridha." Azka said a brief peek at Dea's forehead.

"Okay, we wait until the opening is perfect, this is also the membranes have not broken. Miss Dea relaxes. If you do not feel the pain, you can try sleeping on your side. And don't forget to remember the name of God." Doctor Fany then got up and asked the midwives and nurses who helped him to prepare all the necessary equipment, including oxygen in case, considering this birth is still classified as premature.

Luckily they were in a special delivery room so Dea wasn't shy about expressing her pain. Moreover, Mother Aya always encouraged him.

"Don't be afraid to say the handyman complains, it really hurts, baby. So do not be ashamed of the sound of whimpering in pain, this is the pain of the most pain of all the pain, but this is also the most wise pleasure you will feel." Mother Aya paused her sentence and then brought her mouth closer to Dea's ear. "Especially if you manage to get an orgasm when the baby comes out later, it will be the best feeling experience and will not be forgotten." Mother Aya whispered.

For a moment Dea stared fixedly at her father-in-law's eyes, they stared at each other for a few seconds and then rose a happy smile on Dea's face and laughed to see the naughty gaze of Aya's mother.

"Mother Dea said what the hell?" Azka asked curiously to see the behavior of his two favorite women.

"This is a woman's secret, you don't need to know." Aya's mother replied with a slanted smile, ignoring Azka's curiosity.

"It can be, it's not a theory. Mother herself experienced it while giving birth to this badung." Said Aya's mother while glancing at Azka.

Azka grew even more careless because she did not understand the direction of their conversation.

Dea was still laughing. But suddenly the grip of Dea's hand on Azka's arm became very strong.

"Awwww.. Oh Allah. hurts! Hicks..!" Dea felt something break down down there.

The midwife and nurse who had been not far from Dea's bed was approaching.

"It's broken amnioticus, ma'am." Said the midwife who examined him.

It looked very wet and blood started to come out. While the pain Dea felt was completely unexpected.

Doctor Fany approached them, then examined them. "Hold on, ma'am Dea, try not to worry, we wait a little more."

"But this hurts doc!" Dea complains that finally strained because it was not strong enough to withstand the pain.

"Once in a while, but not too often, lest you run out of energy." Doctor Fany said softly.

"Like a bowel movement, De. It's like a bowel movement, okay! It's not just your neck that's shaken." Mother Aya reminded.

"Yes, just remember if the mother's fit again BAB, if it still comes out this sound when sadan, it means that the pitch is not right." Doctor Fany added.

"It hurts so much, mother!" Dea's two hands continued to hold her husband and father-in-law's hands.

"Prophey baby, it's just a minute away." Azka's speech strengthened Dea. "Let's be excited, we'll soon meet the results of our first project." Imbuh Azka smiled mischievously but in his eyes there was also a clear liquid because it was not strong to see his wife in pain like this.

Dea smiled faintly, this husband could still be joking in the middle of their current condition.

"The baby is ready, try it! Breathe in first and then throw it in your mouth." Doctor Fany's instructions are like a whip for Dea to welcome the birth of her first child. He was already very impatient considering they did not know the gender of the child he contained.

Five times straining intensely, in the remnants of his strength, Dea exerted all his strength. "Allahu Akbar!!!"

Finally the baby slid and jumped out. Luckily the midwife and nurse who helped doctor Fany was quick to catch the baby.

"MaaAllah... Alhamdulillah, Thank God.. Allaahu Akbar, Allahu Akbar, Allaahu Akbar!" Say everything in the room in turn.

The atmosphere was tense again as the baby did not make any crying sounds. Doctor Fany immediately took over the baby and immediately handled it which was also followed by Aya's mother. While the midwife helps Dea remove the placenta, Dea is uncomfortable because the placenta is a bit difficult to remove.

He remembered the message of his late mother. "Later if you're married and pregnant, her hair is lengthened."

"Make what, ma?" Ask Dea curiously.

"Just in case, the placenta is hard to come out."

"the relation?" Dea still doesn't understand.

"Hair grasped then put in the mouth until able to make a sprain, guaranteed the placenta directly out. It's a hereditary science from your grandmother's family in Makassar."

Dea just smiled seeing her mother so eagerly shared her ancestral legacy.

There is no harm in trying the ancestral recipe, he thought now.

Dea pulled her hair from behind her headscarf then put it in her mouth. Sure enough, when he sprained his hair, the placenta was immediately out even though from earlier the mother bidnya had tried but had not succeeded as well.

"What are you doing, baby?" Tanya Azka astonished.

Dea just smiled, this is not the right time to explain his actions just now. It's time to think about the state of his son who doesn't know how he is now.

When the midwife and nurse wanted to cleanse Dea's body, Azka immediately held her back.

"Do you want anything from my wife?" Ask Azka possessive.

Dea patted her head to see her husband's childish behavior.

"This will be helped doang bang to cleanse the body, besides my brother will be sick again. I've seen our baby first, I'm curious to see his face." Dea's orders he could no longer disput.

Azka takes her phone and asks Nisa to take her to see her baby. Though now it is 10 pm and Nisa still faithfully accompanied them in the hospital.

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