KHAZANA(I'm Not an Actor)

Nativity

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Zana, the girl kept crying and whimpering over the pain in her stomach that was so cramped and painful. A torrent of sweat drenched his pale-looking face enduring the pain.

Zana's membranes had broken, seeping wet her feet.It was time for the girl to give birth to her first child.

Hanu drove her car quickly. Soar so fast splitting the streets that are empty there is no driver because the time is still at 03:00 am.

"Prophey darling. In a moment we reach the hospital, " said Hanu looking at Zana who continued to grimace in pain while holding her stomach.

The car finally arrived in front of the hospital. Hanu rushed down from the car. He opened the car door and held Zana as hard as he could because his wife's body was quite heavy.

"Suster please! Wife is giving birth!! " cried Hanu walking inside the hospital.

The two sisters who were on guard for the night ship, immediately walked over to Hanu.

"Please take his wife to the delivery room, "said the nurse led Hanu who followed from behind to the delivery room.

While one nurse who had called the obstetrician to immediately go to the hospital.

"Mas Hanu is sick. "summer Zana with a soft and trembling voice feels the pain in her stomach that is becoming more and more. Swollen and reddened eyes, tears that had dried up with her pale face.

"Yes, honey. You must be strong. "

Hanu laid Zana in the gurney quietly. His hands did not come off holding the tiny hands of Zana who was so cold and sweaty.

The nurse prepares tools and goods for delivery in the room.

"Mas I'm afraid of hicks.... Later if I die how. "bluff Zana accompanied by crying.

"Istigfar, baby. Don't talk like that, pray that everything is done. You don't think negatively," said Hanu who was already glazed over.

Hanu couldn't imagine Zana leaving her. He would not be able to live this life without his wife. He prayed that everything would be delivered by God, and his wife would give birth to their fruit of love safely.

Hanu hugged Zana who was lying in the gurney. The man rubbed the sweat that had soaked his wife's hijab. The obstetrician has not come as well, making Hanu wary of the state of his wife.

"S-sickness, Mas Hanu. I'm no longer strong hiks. "groaning Zana blingsatan.

"Please baby, you have to be strong. Soon the doctor will come, " said Hanu as she kissed Zana's forehead.

Hanu tried to perhaps hold back her cries, seeing Zana's state. He did not have the heart, but there was a sense of happiness tucked in his heart. For the first time to see how the struggle is not easy for a mother who will give birth to her child.

Not long after a female doctor entered the room was followed by a nurse.

"The establishment's broken? " ask the doctor to Hanu.

"Yes, doctor. Please be quick to do the labor, my wife is so sick, " Hanu said.

"Suster takes off the patient's pants and prepares the cloth, "the doctor told the nurse.

Sisters quickly cover Zana's body as much as the waist with cloth and release pants that are already full of mucus and blood sign of childbirth. Zana was unceasingly crying out in pain with the terrible pain of being-so-extraordinary.

"Mother took a deep breath after that throw away, "the doctor's instruction left both of Zana's legs behind the cloth.

Zana held firmly in the hands of Hanu who always recited do'a and shalawat near Zana's ears.

"Arrggs... Hicks pain... I am not strong, " complained Zana shook her head, giving up on the circumstances that tormented her so much.

"The strong ma'am. Soon the baby came out, "the doctor said put his hand on vag*na Zana to check where the baby was starting to push out.

"Aarrg.. " Zana arched her body forward, tightened, her hand clutching Hanu's wrist so firmly that it made a mark on the man's wrist.

"Come on, a little more, " said the doctor. So much blood flooded the gurney that it dripped onto the floor.

Zana was straining strongly, until the loud cry of a baby boy echoed through the room. The baby with clean white skin with blood still attached to his body that looks fat. Hanu could not stem her cries seeing that her flesh blood had been born. He was grateful on the floor.

Another case with Zana who had run out of energy and his eyes began to dim.

The nurse cleaned the baby and put him away.

"This, baby sir, "the nurse handed the baby boy to Hanu who was so vibrating carrying the little creature with mixed feelings.



The baby boy opened his eyes. Shows his blue-colored eye lens to the brown. Hanu's son inherits the brownish blue eyes of his long-dead great-grandfather.

A very handsome baby with thin lips like Zana and a face like Hanu. After a long wait, the man finally had a child of his own flesh and blood.

"Suster quickly bring a new gurney and prepare a blood bag! " the doctor's circus with a command tone.

Hanu who was aware of the surrounding situation immediately looked towards Zana who had closed her eyes.

"My wife's doctor why? " ask Hanu in panic.

"Your wife is bleeding .Patients lose so much blood and have to get a blood donor. This is a very dangerous condition if the patient who has just given birth fainting can threaten his life, ", said the doctor.

"Please Doc, save my wife, "please Hanu. He approached Zana who had been decorated with a pale face.

"Dear hold on, don't leave, Mom. You have to get through this. See now that you've successfully delivered our child, baby, "Hanu can't hold back her tears, she touched Zana's cold face.

"Don't leave me, baby. "

"Sorry sir, please step aside. We will take your wife to the ER room, "said the nurse.

Two sisters took Zana out of the delivery room.

"Sir, the baby must be put into an incubator" the doctor said.

Hanu handed her son to the doctor.

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A woman was lying weakly on the bed with a very thin body a pale-looking face.

Aniya still faithfully closed her eyes. The woman was seriously ill after a few weeks ago Hanu refused to return. Aniya always refused to eat, all she asked for was Hanu, as if the man was the antidote.

"We don't torture yourself like this, Aniya. Conscious, Son. Umma it hurts to see you like this... "

Umma Sarah sat on the side of the bed. He had just finished the tahajjud prayer, pleading for his daughter's illness to be lifted and the heartache and love Aniya lost to Hanu.

I don't know why Aniya loves Hanu so much.

"Do we just call Hanu, Umma? Maybe Aniya will recover and want to eat, "proposed Abah Husein who just entered the room.

"No need, Abah. It made things worse and made Aniya more hopeful for Hanu, "answered Umm Sarah and Abah looking silently at Aniya.

Seriate....