Giving Birth at the Home of In-Law

Endometriosis

#Birth_in_Home_Life

#Part_29

Endometriosis, a tissue disorder that is supposed to be inside the uterus, grows outside the uterus. Like the endometeium, it will thicken in the cycle of egg production. If under normal conditions, this layer will shed and come out as menstrual blood, in this endometriosis the blood will be trapped or reversed, causing tremendous pain. And patients with endometriosis generally will be difficult to get offspring or infertile.

An explanation of endometriosis I got from the doctor, when I delivered Puji to treat first. Puji was a friend of my boarding house in High School. He and I were from the village and attended a favorite school in the county town.

From the symptoms shown by Ratih, most likely Ratih's disease is the same as Puji, but that's just my guess, I have to hear directly from Ratih if I want to know what exactly he is suffering.

It's the first day Ratih hasn't had breakfast together since he was in this house. After Bang Rafi left for work, I ventured to look into her room.

Ratih is still sleeping, his body covered in layers of blankets.

"Lit ...," he said as the door I opened let out a loud squeak.

"Want me to bring you breakfast?"

"Warm water yes, Ning," she asked.

I immediately went to bring some water and some melons.

Trainly sat leaning back, she tidied her shoulder hair which this time was not covered with a veil. I took a seat at the side of the bed and handed the warm water in my hand to Ratih while the plate filled with melon I siman on the nightstand.

Practice sipping water in a glass with a few sips. Sometimes he looks grimacing.

"Still sick?"

"It's normal, every month must come like this. It will be good too" he replied.

"Built it fresh, huh? I'm ready for the warm water."

Train nodded and smiled.

I have always been taught by Mamah to help anyone who needs help. Especially if there is one family member who is sick, all will take care and serve with all their heart.

I used to massage Mamah or Bapak when they were sick, compressing, washing vomit marks, preparing water for bathing and obeying whatever the request of the Sick. No feeling of awkwardness, awkwardness or unpleasantness. When a person is sick, they usually become more sensitive. I know the sadness of feeling pain alone and away from family, the pain is more agonizing than the disease itself.

Mother had already left since morning, she would take care of the stall as well as settle some affairs with the clothes merchants who took the goods from Ratih's convection. I sent a message to Ratih.

Ten o'clock, my extra work today, done. I fill my time by watching TV. Hold a carpet and bring some pillows. I feel pretty bobo. But, for the sake of birth and my inner comfort I carry Marisa and her mattress to be laid also in front of the TV.

Very relieved to be able to straighten the back after the roda work from before dawn.

"Marisa .. beautiful ...."

I glanced at someone who was kneeling beside Marisa. I put down the TV remote and got up from my sleeping position.

"is better? my many. Ratih. "Had taken the medicine, just now," he explained.

We also sat side by side while watching TV shows that did not feel interesting anymore.

"I'm barren, Ning," said Ratih opening the conversation. Actually I'm not surprised, Bang Rafi told me about it the other day. But, hearing it directly from Ratih, it felt different, the shivering of the voice of ratih implied something so poignant.

"I used to be very confident. Beautiful, sexy, smart, rich. I am sure I can get the ideal man according to my wishes. Turns out, I was wrong." Ratih breathed a heavy sigh. I shrink the volume of the TV so I can listen to Ratih's words more seriously.

"I banished Ning. Mas Hanjaya dumped me after hearing the doctor's verdict that I couldn't give him a son."

I was still silent, just rubbing her shoulder as a sign that I cared.

"Pain and disappointment brought me closer to God, and decided to go headscarf a few months ago. I'm sorry to disturb your family" said Ratih, holding my hand.

He told me a lot about Aunt Rum's relationship with Bang Rafi's mother. They asked Ratih to marry Bang Rafi to tie up their kinship and business relationship, they thought Bang Rafi would not have trouble with Ratih's infertility because she already had a child from me.

"I'm evil huh, forcing my way into your lives without thinking about your feelings?" lirih Ratih with a bitter voice.

"I realize Rafi's feelings are no longer what they used to be. He loves you, because you deserve to be loved." Train me to hold my hand tighter.

"Later in the afternoon I'll be home. I don't have a place in this house" he said.

There's not a single word I can say. Just looked at Ratih sympathetically and rubbed his shoulders back gently. Then, we dissolve on the impressions on the glass screen with the mind drifting out of nowhere.

Sometimes we do not have to bother to solve a problem. We just have to do our duty as human beings. The rest, let the universe work.