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Pen Name: Noktafia Diana Citra

Title: I AM STILL THE PERFECT WOMAN

Chapter 2 Forced Caesar

Nine months have passed...

Today my stomach is getting worse. Contractions are getting more frequent and also begin to be intense. The duration of her contractions had started very close, once every three minutes I felt a great contraction. All the information and techniques to deal with the wave of love from the baby already account done. From starting to walk fast, playing gym ball and so forth. I'd better tell Mas Ricky. I'm afraid, my labor time is approaching.

"Hallo Mas! Can I go home now?! I think Kenanga wanted to give birth to Mas. I just want to go to the clinic."

"Yes hello, okay baby. Patience for a moment, I'll be there!."

"Good Mas."

My phone's off. I went back to doing a quick walk to make the baby's sister go down the birth canal. Sweat had soaked my body, the contractions I felt were getting more intense. Could there be an opening?. Why is the contraction even so tight. Breathing techniques are arranged in such a way. It was a tremendous struggle for a woman. Just contraction just pain very good. Especially later during the delivery process.

"Darling?! How's it? Any sign of giving birth?!."

"Geek!."

My voice broke. The water flows everywhere. I was so panicked, so was Mas Ricky. I haven't answered any questions from my husband. Suddenly the occurrence of rupture of the amniotic made my face turn deathly pale.

"What are Memories?!."

"Like the bag of Kenanga's amniotic sac broke Mas."

"What?! Then what should we do now. I was so panicked Kenanga!."

"Yes Mas. We need to hurry to the clinic. Kenanga must get action!."

"Let's go!."

"Mas, but what about this amniotic fluid. Kenanga hasn't cleaned it yet. If you go home and see, you'll be mad at Kenanga!."

"Good God, let it go. Later Mas will ask Bi Teni for help to clean it up. Now let's go to the clinic."

Ricky carried my body to the car. His face was as pale as mine. Along the way to the clinic, I could only catch my breath and then scream a little. It doesn't feel so bad. Contractions getting stronger, I've been bathing in sweat since.

"Mas, faster. Kenanga couldn't stand it. Aaww...!."

"Prophey darling. I've been panicking, don't add to my panic."

"But it feels very painful. I can't help it anymore!."

"Come, take out all the moves you have learned when going to give birth. You can definitely, baby. I'll focus on driving again!."

After passing a good drama makes panic on the way. Finally, Mas Ricky and I arrived at the delivery clinic. Ricky got out of the car and shouted at the clinic staff.

"Please, my wife is giving birth. He was in pain!."

Shouted Mas Ricky who then carried me.

Some clinic workers are ready to bring a push-bed. My body was placed on the push bed and then quickly carried to the delivery room. A female doctor came, she was the obstetrician I consulted since the beginning of pregnancy. The obstetrician immediately checked the opening on me.

"This is just the opening of three. It's still a long time to get to the complete opening."

Speak to the doctor with ease.

"Indeed the opening should be up to how many docks?!."

Suddenly panicked Mas Ricky immediately asked me the condition of myself which was said to be still at the opening of the three births.

"Must go to the opening ten pack. Then the father's wife can push to give birth to her baby. Please do a lot of breathing exercises. Do not move much, because the membranes have broken. If within thirty minutes the opening does not increase as well. Inevitably Mother must be in induction in order to speed up her labor."

"Nice doc."

Pasrah.

I have often read about childbirth that must be given stimulant or induction drugs. In order to speed up the opening, every article I read. On average, it is said that the pain of giving birth by induction is twice as painful as the normal process. Relax, the account should not panic. Whatever the risk, I should be able to give birth normally. It must be by induction. Just opening three just feels very delicious. Especially later if it gets to the opening ten.

"Come boy, Mamah asked for her cooperation. Hurry out, don't let Mamah in the induction baby."

I said in the middle of the contraction, while gently stroking my stomach.

Positive affirmations to myself as well as to the baby in my stomach are very important. Believe me, I have to believe that me and my son are able to go through this labor process normally and smoothly.

Thirty minutes passed...

"Excuse me, let me check in again ma'am. Hopefully the opening has increased."

The obstetrician again did a check in on me. My lips are not ceaselessly praying, so that the opening of my labor increases.

"Opening still stuck at number three. Inevitably Mother must be given an induction action immediately. How, is Mom ready? The membranes that have been broken, then the baby in the womb Mother must be born immediately. If it won't be very dangerous, it could be that your baby's life can't be saved."

"Just do your best, Doc. I want to be able to give birth through a normal delivery doc."

"Good Mom. We pray and try together. May your desires be appeased by God."

The nurse injected fluid into my infusion bottle. Maybe it was an induction fluid to speed up the opening. Honestly, I was a little tense and scared. Recalling Mother-in-law's words, made my fear disappear. First delivery, I must be able to give birth normally. In front of Mom, I need to be able to prove that I can give birth to a baby with a normal delivery without missing one.

"We've injected the induction liquid in the infusion bottle. About a quarter of an hour, you will begin to feel mules and contractions that are getting stronger. Don't push until it's confirmed the opening is complete, ma'am."

Sure enough, even less than fifteen minutes. The induction medicine had already reacted to my body. It doesn't even feel like I can explain, it hurts and it's really draining. Tears flowed from the corner of my eye. Ricky couldn't bear to see me in pain. He chose to wait outside the room. In the room I was alone, struggling with all my might. In fact, it feels like my energy is running out. My body was so limp, even more sweat came out.

"Why did the doctors and nurses come so long ago. I'm not strong anymore, my body is weak and has no energy." My grunts amidst a violent wave of contractions.

"Doctor! The nurse! Please, I'm not strong. It hurts so much. Hicks."

"Excuse me, I'm checking in again ma'am."

"How's doc?! Is the opening complete?!."

"Sorry Mom, like her Mom should be given surgery. The opening is still at number four. While the water is almost gone. If it's not taken out immediately, then your baby is at risk of losing his life."

"No doc, I don't want surgery. I want to give birth normally. There's gotta be another way. Please do something Doc!."

"There's only one way Ma'am, that is, with SC operations. Induction has been given, but the opening has only increased a little. Her condition is not possible to give birth to a normal mother. In addition to the amniotic fluid is almost exhausted, the baby's heartbeat is also very fast rhythm. I fear that something will happen if it continues to be forced by induction. Worst thing is, your baby's heart can't hold the effects of the induction fluid for too long Mom."

Ricky went into the room. It seemed like she heard me crying and yelled a little at the doctor and nurse who were handling me.

"What's up Kenanga? What happened Doc?!."

"Look sir, the condition of the Father's wife is not possible to give birth in a normal delivery. The amniotic fluid is already very little it is very dangerous for the life of his baby. In addition, the baby's heartbeat is also very fast rhythm. I'm afraid it would be fatal if forced by induction for too long."

"Then what's the best way out, Doc?!."

Ask Ricky to panic.

"The only way is to do labor SC Pak. Your baby must be born soon."

"Alright doc, just do what's best for my wife and child."

"No Mas. Kenanga wants to give birth normally. Memories not in operation. Hix.. "

I cried and whined at Mas Ricky. Why can't I give birth normally?. My first pregnancy, why did it end up on the operating table?.

"Here you are, baby, the most important thing now is that you and our son are safe. Whatever the way, so you don't have to worry about anything that doesn't matter either."

Ricky gave me his support, reassured me that everything would be fine.

"Sir, please come with us to sign the consent file to perform the SC operation." Said one of the nurses.

"Good mba."

Ricky came out leaving me still crying. Disappointed, why can't I give birth normally. I should be able to, it shouldn't be like this.

"Honey, the SC operation will be done in a moment. You better pray a lot and calm yourself. Don't think of anything other than for the safety of you and our children."

I didn't answer anything. My eyes closed. Trying to calm yourself. What is done now is God's best path. I must accept the destiny that exists.

An hour has passed...

"Ooaa... Oaaa... Oaaa... "

The cry of my baby was heard by my ears. Thank God my baby was finally born in the world. I still can't move much after the operation. It was so happy to see Ricky carrying the tiny baby that had been in my stomach for nine months. The pain after the surgery, and the disappointment of failing to give birth normally disappeared already with the presence of this little angel. My hero has seen the world.

"Darling, just a second. I took care of the administration first."

Said Ricky who then put the tiny baby into the baby box. I just nodded my head at Mas Ricky's words.

"Finally you SC also Kenanga! I'm disappointed in you! I have warned you many times to give birth to a child with a normal delivery! Why did it even go to surgery?!."

"Kenanga has tried as much as Kenanga Bu can, in order to give birth normally. But it turns out, the condition is not possible and will endanger the life of his baby. Be the best way, Kenanga must be operated on ma'am."

"What are you working on. Giving birth without fighting. The woman who gave birth surgically was not the perfect woman Kenanga! You did nothing in this delivery! You just lie on your back without straining, a few minutes later your baby is born! That's what you said try?!."

My heart was broken to pieces. Why would you say all that to me. When my surgery wound was still wet and I couldn't move much either. Tears flowed from the corner of my eye. It feels like, even Mother's words just felt more painful than the SC surgery incision that I just did a few hours ago. Why did Mother even have the heart to tell me that I was not a perfect woman, just because I gave birth to my baby through surgery?.

"I'm sorry Kenanga Ma'am. Hix.. "

"I'm sorry it'll never be enough! Now even you can't grant Mom's wish. The desire to be able to get many grandchildren from you!."

"Kenanga can definitely give birth to normal kok Bu. Kenanga still has a chance to give birth normally in Kenanga's second pregnancy later."

"That's impossible! If you have one operation, then the next pregnancy will also be surgery again. And you know what?! The woman who gives birth to a child by surgery will be restricted to her pregnancy! Different from being able to give birth normally!."

"Hiks. hyks.. "

My crying broke.

"Nothing good for her you cried Kenanga! Come on, Teni, we're home!."

Mom just left, not caring about me who was still lying helpless. Even Mother did not see her first grandchild who was in the baby box. Why is everything like this. It feels very painful, God.

"What's wrong Kenanga, why should she receive this kind of treatment from Kenanga's mother-in-law??." My words were softened with tears.

"Neng Kenanga, who is patient well. Neng Kenanga Mamah is amazing for baby Neng Kenanga. Don't listen to Miss Mariska just now. Healthy fast, Neng. Bi Teni said back home first. Afraid that Madame Mariska will be angry. Assalamu'alaikum."

"Wa'alaikumsalam Bi's. Thanks a lot Bi Teni."

"Together Neng."

Bi Teni walked out of the room. Now I am alone with my baby who has only seen the world for a few hours. Feel the tremendous pain in the heart that may have been broken into pieces.

DON'T GET MARRIED

CHAPTER 1 Chat At The Dining Table

"Son, today is your first day in college. How's it feel?" Ask my mother on the sidelines breakfast is going on.

"It feels so good to Bun. Tia can't wait to become a student. Meet a lot of new friends. And certainly with a new atmosphere and status" I answered Mom's question with great enthusiasm.

Studying and holding the status of a student is the dream of teenagers. Students who are in the eyes of many people are elite status and vocation. Which unhappy child becomes a student?. Moreover, he said, on the lecture bench there will be many challenges and memories that will never be forgotten. When I was in High School (SMA), I felt I could not wait to graduate and move up to become a college child. And today is the day I've been waiting for. Going to college without having to be bound by the rules by wearing a uniform. I became more free to express myself, want to wear a model shirt and any color is not a problem on the college bench. Of course, the important thing is not to forget about ethics and politeness.

"Not felt, Daddy's daughter is already a big dad. Soon already asked for a soul mate" Dad also chimed in my conversation with Mother. Mother smiled and then looked at each other with Dad. They both chuckle. And I just smiled shyly.

God has ordained me to be a child. No brother or sister. To me it's not fun. Often lonely also can not share because they do not have siblings. Sometimes I feel ungrateful, I often feel sad and envious of my friends who can have a brother or sister. There is someone who can be used as a friend to share their joys and sorrows. Mom and Dad are busy with their work. I just sat alone, trying to accept the situation. Most people can only judge something by what they see, not by what they see. That is my fate as an only child. Always stamped spoiled and life is all good, because the affection of both parents is not divided with other siblings. But they don't know, there's an empty side to my heart. Empty and lonely for not having siblings. Let them still judge that being a child is the most delicious pleasure.

"Ih, Tia doesn't want to be betrothed to Dad! Later Dad's choice does not fit Tia's criteria! No, don't want to. Tia will find Tia's own soul mate!" My Sergey protested my father's words.

"Haha.. You're these. I just wanted to go to college too. I'm talking about a soul mate!" Mother chuckles and mediates.

Dad gave a confused look at Mother. Dad's forehead frowned as if he disagreed with what Mother had just said.

"Loh, if you're a student it means our child is an adult loh Bun! Obviously dong, soon the chatter is not far about a soul mate. Hehehe" Father rejected Mother's words with his statement.

"Stay it's still four years away! Now our son just wants to go to college. Later there is even Tia so not the focus of the lecture because of today's talk that discusses the problem of soul mate! Is that right, baby?" Mother asked for my consent.

"Hehe.. One hundred for Mother" I answered yes.

"Well, just say so. I want my grandchild soon. Haha.. Oh yes, boy! If there's a guy on campus who has a crush, you tell him to face Dad first!" Dad's tone is made up.

Even the tone of Dad's speech just now was like he was joking. But I understand very well how Dad. Dad loved me so much, from High School I really didn't want my only daughter to get hurt because of men. There's an implied message from Dad's words just now to me.

"Why really? How do I have to face Dad first?" My toot.

"Son, I don't want to. You got someone wrong. I want you to live a happy life with nothing less. That's why I'll take care of you!" Obviously Dad to me. Look at my eyes very sharp looking into my eyes. There is a great affection clearly drawn from the look in my eyes for me.

"Dad not to worry. Tia will choose the right man to be Tia's partner!" I answered trying to convince Dad.

"Oh, you guys. Quick eat! The vegetables and dishes are cold. Even so it does not enjoy eating it" Mother again mediates. Breaking the atmosphere of the day at the dinner table.

"Yes Bun" I answered short.

Today the dining table is a little full of a wide variety of foods. Mother is deliberately cooking and ordering different dishes. Mother said, these counts are simple and small thanksgiving events. Because children are just puppets Father and Mother today will start going to college. To be honest, all of this is overkill. But there is nothing I can do but be quiet and thank you Mom and Dad. Maybe, for them this was one of the happiest moments of their lives. Mommy can't give Daddy any more offspring after giving birth to me. Surgical removal of the uterus inevitably must be passed by Mother. My mother was exposed to uterine tumor disease, so it would be very dangerous for Mother's own life if she forced the will to get pregnant again. Not only the life of the Mother, but also the life of the baby conceived by the Mother will also not be saved. I'm sure, that condition really makes Mother and Father very hit. If you remember the struggle of Mother, sometimes I also become often and much grateful for having been born into the world even without a brother.

"Dad is the same Mother take you to campus, baby" said Father in between the chewing of his meal.

"Well! Rich childhood SD anyway? Wear the show between everything. Tia's going alone Dad!" I refused to be taken to campus. It feels so shame to be delivered like this.

"Just like" replied the short man.

Right now, I must be very disappointed with my response just now. After all, why should it be delivered like that. I can go alone. Dad's face looks moody. While Mommy chooses the cake and focus on the plate in front of him.

I better obey Dad's wishes. Than I have to make Dad sad.

"Alright, the first day the Princess entered college. The princess will be delivered Mother and Father" I replied resignedly.

"That's dong! Dad will be happy. Time to bring a favorite child can not. After all, Dad wanted to make sure Dad's daughter was happy on her first day of college" Dad looked so happy and instantly excited. Dad's white teeth are clearly visible. While Mother only smiled a little to see the behavior of her husband.

"Yes yes Dad" I tried to legowo and resigned. Sometimes Dad turns into like a child if he has dealt with the problem of the princess only wayang.

Breakfast is over. My first class starts at eight in the morning. The distance from home to campus is not too far away. It only takes about thirty minutes. I can't wait to get acquainted with new friends from different schools. From last night, my eyes were hard to shut. I want to be early in the morning and then go to college.

"Let's go. Father and Mother are ready. Hehe" Dad looks very excited to deliver his only daughter to go to college on the first day.

"Kneel!" Invite me not to lose his spirit with Dad.

The car that Dad was driving came out of the garage of the house at exactly seven o'clock. Hopefully, today's traffic is not too crowded. Not funny dong, if the first day of college must be late. The speed of the car that is driven is not too fast nor relaxed. Medium speed. Usually on Monday, the streets will be very crowded. But, hopefully now smoothly and without obstacles.

"Son, if you leave on a motorbike, be careful!" Mother broke the silence that occurred in the car.

"Dad Bun" I answered briefly with my eyes fixed on the windshield. Fretting, afraid of getting stuck in traffic.

"What if it gets stuck?" I couldn't help but panic and think. First day of college, I can't be late. Thank goodness we arrived early.

Dad smiled as he looked from the mirror of the car that led to the back seat.

"Silent son. Make sure it won't get stuck. Don't worry so dong. Her pretty face is reduced because of your panic" I think you know, if her daughter is panicking for fear of getting stuck in the traffic jam of the capital.

"Tia's just afraid of Daddy's late. The first day of college was late. Shame on dong!" My Sergey explained to Dad.

"Calm down son. You won't be late. Besides you can see for yourself the streets from now on smoothly" Mother also tried to win me.

I tried to calm myself back. Take a deep breath and then throw it away slowly. Hopefully it continues like this. Along the way I looked at the window. At least my worry, can be a little minimalist after seeing the view of trees lined up on the side of the road.

"Ah shit!" Screaming dad while hitting the steering wheel.

"What's dad!" I panicked to see Father who seemed to be very upset.

My face was panicked.

"And the car leaked, son! Dad had already checked. Everything's safe!"

"Mas, just pull the car" Mother told Dad to marginalize the car. Because the car is in the middle of the road.

Dad got out of the car, after parking his car to the side of the road. Followed by Mother and myself. It's very panicking, if it's like this I'll be late to campus. Dad looked busy picking up spare tyres and started dismantling and replacing the leaking tyres. It's gonna take a lot of time. If you keep waiting until you finish replacing the leaking car tires.

"How is this Mas? Tia's gonna be late for the campus. If you have to wait for Mas to finish changing his car tires" Mother like understanding my movements are increasingly not calm. My face was getting panicked, after seeing my watch hand.

"No, it won't take much time! Wait a minute!" Said Dad by staying focused on the leaking tire that was trying to be removed.

"Mother, how is this? Tia's gonna be late for class if I have to wait for Dad to finish. Tia won't be late on her first day of college Bun!" I whine.

"Calm down. Look at the left. Who knows if there's a motorcycle taxi boy" Pinta mother to me.

Without waiting for long, I immediately stood by the side of the road and dizzy looking for a motorcycle taxi driver. The nervousness I could no longer bear. The needle of my watch shows eight in less than ten minutes. The lecture will begin soon. In the announcement of the class group, it was announced that on the first day it should not be too late. Damn it, knowing this would be better I go on my own motorcycle. From a distance I saw a motor running towards the direction where I was standing.

"Mas! Stop that!" It seems like he's not a motorcycle taxi driver, his appearance is more like a college kid as well. A black carrying bag was perched on the back of the man who was now in front of me on a motorbike.

"What's wrong, mbak?" Ask the man I told you to stop forcibly.

"Mas, I want to ride on a motorcycle. My car's tires are leaking!" I kept busy tidying up the bags and clothes I was wearing.

Without warning I immediately ride on the back of the motorcycle seat. I don't care, the important thing now is that I have to get to college without being late.

"But mbak! I'm not a motorcycle taxi! I also have to go to college!" Strangled the man whose bike I was riding.

"Just leave! Bun told Dad yes. Tia riding the motor. Bye Bun!" I waved my hand at Mother. And forced this man to run his own two-wheeler.

"Be careful, boy!" Shouted mother while returning my hand.

"Sip!" I said while lifting my thumb finger on my mother.