Giving Birth at the Home of In-Law

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"Bang, said Bu midwife, the position of the baby is good, has entered the birth canal. I think this week Dede will be launching, too" I talked to my husband as he folded his clothes. He who was chewing boiled noodles with his eyes focused on the TV screen turned his gaze towards me.

"Keep, when are we going to Mom's?"

"You mean?

"Yes, said Mother, later you are born at the house of Mother so that there is a care," said Bang Rafi.

Ever since I found out that this baby I was carrying was most likely a girl, my mother-in-law was very enthusiastic. She wanted me to give birth at her house. Actually I want to refuse, me and my in-laws have not been so close, there is always a dividing wall between us, every word that comes out of his mouth is always in the form of innuendos and insults.

"I want to go to Mamah, Bang," I suggested.

"Don't, Ning. Poor Mom has taken care of all the needs of the baby there. This is also your chance to get more familiar with Mom," said the man who followed me a year ago. I just kept quiet without any intention of confirming or rejecting my husband's request.

Thursday morning I felt something else in my big belly, it was tight and it started contracting but it was still drowning. Bang Rafi who has already left for work I told him via chat. I also contacted Mamah, hoping that she could accompany me as I struggled between life and death.

"Ning, are you going to give birth?" Bang Rafi's voice panicked on the phone.

"Yes, Bang. It seems so."

"Ang home now" said Bang Rafi before disconnecting the phone.

Apparently Bang Rafi picked up my mother-in-law before she went back to our contract. Me, Bang Rafi and Mom went together to the maternity clinic near Mom's house.

Sweat as big as corn seeds began to appear on the forehead, the stomach is getting tighter with the sensation of heat around the waist. When Bu Midwife did the check in I'd already opened five.

"Mother is tilted to the left, so that the baby quickly goes down, or if still strong can go for a walk first" proposed Bu Midwife.

I tried to stand up, from some articles I read walking around making the labor process faster. But, the contractions that came and came again made my legs limp, I couldn't bear it.

I lay down while squeezing Bang Rafi's hand as I felt something pressing down on her lower abdomen. The pain ran all the way to the groin, I shivered. One hour, two hours, three hours opening is still incomplete. My tears have spilled, not strong enough to withstand the pain.

"Don't cry, it's still not how Ning, there will be more pain" said my mother-in-law without feeling. She just went in and out of the delivery room without even touching me.

I kept crying without regard to Mother's ban, it really hurt, the longer it got sicker. I was getting impatient, I screamed while crying.

"Don't you, Mom, you'll have your energy exhausted." The beautiful midwife came up to me and rubbed my back.

"Better Mother dhikr ya, ask God for help."

"So, I'll check first." After stating the opening is complete I am welcome to push.

"Russia ... Heee ...." I put all my remaining energy into it.

"Not Ma'am, it's not like that. Let's look at the puser, the crap doesn't have to make a sound. Let's just take a breath."

I followed every instruction given by Madam Midwife, but still haven't managed to push my baby. The midwife installs an infusion device and then injects something into it.

"If you want to cringe again, I'm a strong insult ya."

"I'm not strong Ms ...." I began to lose my spirit, I felt unable to continue this struggle.

Bang Rafi rubbed my forehead then kissed her, "Come on Ning, who is strong. You can do it, remember our son."

"Momah ... Mama .. hu .. hu .. hu ...." I cried like a child.

A ray of hope returned when I saw Mamah coming in from the door. He ran over and kissed me.

"I'm sorry Ning Mah, sorry ...." I held Mama's hand tightly.

"Mamah ridho, Mamah sorryin all wrong Ning. Come on, son, pity your granddaughter wants to see you and her father." Mamah's words made my energy rise up, I prepared to push.

"Yaa bunayya ukhruj, bidznillah ..." said Bu Midwife while holding both my thighs.

Plok ...

My baby came out a feeling of relief, haru, happy bursting filled the heart. And amazingly, the pain that I felt for hours was gone, not left.

A beautiful and perfect baby girl was placed on my chest just after the cords connecting our bodies were cut off.

"Awhile, Mom. It's gotta be stitched up first."

"Bit-dock?" The new mother-in-law came straight at me with an interrogating look.

"Mommy told you, if you don't lift your back!" He cried with a judgmental look.

I just turned my face away while dropping tears.