Forever Love

Arqasa Wijaya's

“Have seven months we investigated Arka's death case but did not meet bright spot” Setya frustrated sigh.

“Yes, I suspect the culprit is Arjuna Wilanata because before he had told people to kill Arka but always failed” said Zafran.

“What? So Arjuna always wanted to harm Arka?” peeked Setya, he was very surprised.

“But until now I have not found the whereabouts of that person. This is what makes me more suspicious because it could be after harming Arka he hid somewhere” terka Zafran.

“You may be right Zaf, why don't I think until there” looks so furious that he clenched both hands.

“So there is no bright spot about this case?” asked Alisha who had just come with three cups of coffee and also a snack.

They are currently at Zafran's house because they have entered the month of Qania's labor. They didn't want to risk Qania giving birth and Setya wasn't there. Setya did not mind and even strongly agree with this decision, because after all he was often out of town and did not want his daughter-in-law and granddaughter why.

“Still not ma, hmm but papa will continue to investigate this case. Papa did not calm down before the man who made my son-in-law died and my son became a widow and my grandson became an orphan was arrested and punished”, Zafran said.

“Yes, you're right. I totally agree with you, I will not let go of that person who has made me lose my only child” Setya said.

“Mamaaa…. Maa please…. Stomach Qania paint maa..”,.

Zafran, Alisha and Setya who heard the screams from the top floor looked at each other and instantly came to their senses when Qania shouted again.

“Qania will give birth to pa” said Alisha panicked who immediately stood up and ran to Qania's room followed by Setya.

Quickly the three old men entered Qania's room and saw Qania sitting on the floor groaning in pain. Setya who responded immediately back down and prepared the car, Alisha immediately took the bag that already contained the maternity equipment Qania and Zafran who carried her child with a breath holding because Qania was so heavy.

“Sick ma” ringis Qania as long as they are on their way to the hospital.

“Hold yes son, soon we get to the hospital” said Alisha calmed Qania even though she herself was trembling.

While Setya who was driving the car became agitated and did not focus on driving, Zafran continued to warn him.

“Lu wants to kill us with your unborn grandson” umpat Zafran who followed the panic.

“Gue does not mean that, yes Zaf time. I'm just panicking doang, uh not only but very panicked I” he replied making Zafran grunt annoyed.

In the car it becomes noisy with the agonizing moans of Qania, Zafran and Setya cursing at each other and Alisha who continues to help calm Qania down.

Soon the car arrived at the hospital parking lot after passing the road with various dramas of prospective grandparents in it. Zafran held Qania quickly and Setya ran for a wheelchair.

“Please my child will give birth” shouted Zafran ketar-ketir.

Several sisters came and directly directed them to the delivery room. A beautiful doctor with a hijab who was the same age as Alisha came to help deliver Qania.

“Where's husband? Who will accompany her delivery?” ask the doctor tagged Warnida.

“Su.suami” stutters Setya.

“My doctor my mother and I will accompany my child in labor” serga Alisha does not want Qania sad.

“Oh well bu” said smiling obliquely.

“Don't get me wrong doctor, my son is not pregnant out of wedlock. Her husband died when she was just two months” said Zafran did not like the smile of the doctor.

“Maaf” was his great-granddaughter then directly examined Qania who was already lying on top of the gurney who continued to grimace in pain with a sweat drenching her face.

“Opening seven, soon yes bu” said the doctor after inserting his finger that was wearing a sterile hand T-shirt into **** Qania.

After the young doctor and midwife in the room prepared Qania's equipment, Setya and Zafran went out and Qania stayed inside with her mother and the attendant who would help with her delivery.

“Ma sick ma, hikss I want to be operated on course” ringis Qania.

“Sabar darling, after your baby is born the pain will disappear. Continue to take the privilege and read the prayer yes dear” said Alisha strengthen Qania by stroking her child's stomach.

“Ma don't be stroked, it feels sicker” squealed Qania.

“Jut the more pain then you will soon give birth dear, otherwise the pain will not give birth” said the doctor with a soft word.

“But dok” pain whining Qania.

“Which do you choose, a little pain but long and long hours or pain once and the process of giving birth is fast?” ask the doctor.

“Neither dok” replied Qania innocently making the doctor laugh.

“That pain will disappear again, if the pain still arises drowning yes still a long time. Let's give her mother stimulation, elus-elus her stomach so that the process of giving birth quickly” said the doctor.

“Don't ma, it feels so sick” reject Qania when her mother will touch her stomach.

“Sick for a moment or long? But I see you are still chatty yes, still bringel means not sick very dong” ledek doctor then chuckles.

“Yeah this doc is not joking this doc sick” rebut Qania upset.

“The pain must have been just two minutes kept on disappearing again” said his doctor.

Qania was silent, she glanced at the wall clock in front of her as the pain re-attacked her and it was true that only two minutes of her pain had gone back. Doctor Warnida chuckles at Qania's behavior.

“Kan” is the god.

“True dok” sahut Qania.

“Dok seems to have wanted to exit the dock, please quickly check dok” shouted Qania.

Doctor Warnida, who was sitting in an empty gurney next to Qania, approached and examined the birth canal.

“Still opening seven” said.

“But Qania didn't lie doc, it felt like she was going out. Time from earlier openings seven continue” shouted Qania.

Doctor Warnida just smiled and then helped stroke the navel of Qania and it made Qania more pain than before. The pain is getting more and more frequent for even more than two minutes. Qania clasped her mother's hand tightly as the pain afflicted her.

“Dok Qania does not lie, his head already wants to come out dok” said Qania.

Doctor Warnida rechecked the birth canal, then he glanced at the two midwives who would help him so that the two approached.

“Some time to push yes ma'am, do not make a sound and when pushing try to keep his strength resting under ya bu not in the neck later mumps. Like just defecating the way it's sprained. This is his hand here ya bu” said the doctor gave directions and put both hands Qania behind his thigh.

Qania nodded, Warnida's doctor was already preparing in his position while the two midwives were on Qania's left and right sides to help stimulate the baby out.

“Iya dear Qania, smart yes that the baby's head is visible, breathe and let out through the mouth and do not make a sound” said doctor Warnida encouraged Qania.

“I'm not strong” shrift Qania.

“Qania come on baby in a moment baby come on nak” said Doctor Warnida.

“Udah is not strong doc, it looks like I will nyusulin Arkana” great-granddaughter Qania.

"Honey don't talk like that" said Alisha sadly mixed with worry.

“Qania let's kill your son by leaving his neck stuck at the door huh? You don't love your baby?” doctor Warnida snapped, in fact he was not angry but wanted to resuscitate Qania by saying the circumstances and position of the baby so that Qania again strained and gathered her strength.

Qania was just about to close her eyes but a whisper rang out in her ear until her strength suddenly returned.

“Honey fight for our son, I'm sure you can love. Please our son, he's in pain because you don't want to let him out baby, come on baby. He's the only one I can give you and only he'll comfort you and treat your longing for me”,.

Qania immediately opened her eyes and retreated after hearing a whisper that she believed was an Arkana sound. With one breath, the baby made it out until his shoulder was visible so Warnida's doctor pulled him over with the help of one midwife pushing from Qania's stomach while the other had just finished injecting the drug into Qania's thigh.

“oeaa...oeaa...”,.

The sound of baby crying echoed in the delivery room, doctor Warnida immediately cleaned the baby Qania while the two midwives took care of Qania to remove the placenta and also clean the Qania birth canal and the dirty Qania body parts and put the pads on Qania.

“Happy son, Alhamdulillah” said Alisha then kissed Qania's forehead with tears that had soaked her cheeks.

The pain slowly dissipated and changed with a new cry as the tiny baby was placed on her chest.  Qania tried to stroke the head of her baby whose mouth was closed as if she was looking for food.

“Congratulations Qania your boy and very handsome and healthy. It weighs three thousand six hundred grams and it is fifty centimeters” Warnida said after putting baby Qania on her stomach over Qania's chest.

“Thank you dok” said Qania smiling haru.

“Come Qania do IMD” says doctor Warnida again.

“IMD?” beanie Qania.

“Initiation Breastfeeding Early” replied doctor Warnida smile.

Qania replied with a smile, then unbuttoned the negligee she was using and directed her baby to suckle. There is a sense of disbelief now she has become a mother when it feels like just yesterday she played on the lap of her mother and father and now she already bears the same predicate as her mother.

ASI Qania had not yet come out, so the baby was taken back and placed in a baby box near Qania.

“Sabar ya ma'am, later also the breast milk is out which is important always do stimulation like earlier” said the midwife who had put baby Qania into the box.

“Iya” reply Qania quietly.

Alisha who had come out to call her family also entered with Zafran, Setya and Syaquile who had followed her to the hospital after returning home from school.

“My grandson is very handsome” said Setya and Zafran together who both scramble to hold him.

“Diadzanin used to be pa” said Qania smiled at the behavior of two men who now have the status of a grandfather.

“Let papa the adzanin” says Zafran.

“No way, my son is not there and let me change him to make adzanin my grandson” protest Setya.

“Gue, Qania son I”,.

“Gue, it's my heir baby he's the only one who's gonna bear my name behind his name. Anyway I”,.

The quarrel made Alisha snort angrily while Qania chuckled as well as Warnida's doctor and two young midwives who helped her.

When the two grandfathers were struggling, suddenly the sound of the Adhan made their focus all turn to the origin of the sound.

“Syaquileeeee” strangle Zafran and Setya together.

Syaquile who somehow learned how to hold the baby solemnly echoed the adhan in the ears of his nephew. When she finished, she put the baby back in her box.

“Lagian from earlier fight yes I take aja, besides papa equally om definitely not wudhu” said Syaquile relaxed then sat near Qania.

Zafran and Setya sighed resignedly because Syaquile's words were true.

“You were right dek” kekeh Alisha then approached the Qania baby box.

“So what's his name kak?” ask Syaquile.

“Arqasa Wijaya” replied Qania smiling as she glanced at her baby.

“Arqasa Wijaya?” paro them.

“Arkana Qania Salsabila Wijaya” said Qania again who understood the intent of the full gaze asked him.

“Woah sister is very good at naming. Hello baby Arqasa this uncle Syaquile the only uncle you have because of your late daddy's only child. Relax you will also grow into a handsome man like uncle and daddymu” said Syaquile while menoel-noel chubby cheeks of the handsome baby who was sleeping.

Everyone in the room laughed at Syaquile's words.

‘What a pity you Qania, at a very young age you have to be a single parent and also pity you son you did not have time to meet your father because he had already faced the creator’, he said,.

Doctor Warnida smiled at the family's warmth while filling Qania's KIA book, wiping away the tears that had just come out of her eyes.

‘Arkana, I have successfully given birth to our child. I hope you can see it from there and pray for us too. I will try to be a good parent even the best for our child. I will not let him lack anything even though I know someday he will feel a lack of affection from the figure of the father but I will not make him sad. Wait for the two of us in the realm of immortality baby, I hope you haven't found an angel there yet. I hope you are always faithful waiting for me as you promised you will forever be faithful and forever love me’,.

Qania wiped her tears and published her smile as she watched her struggling family holding her baby. She was very happy, she was sure the baby would not lack affection because all her family would always take care and love her child.

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