Lantern Behind The Bars

Aunt Isma gave birth

*****

2 months later.

Dretc ... Dret ... My phone's voice is vibrating.

I was silent because I was in class.

Then I sneak peeked, apparently the call from an unknown number. But I saw that number like an office phone number.

I immediately asked permission to go to the toilet for a while at the lecturer, then I immediately received the call.

[Hello ... with whom?] my greeting.

[Hello ... Good afternoon Mrs Sherin? We from the police station would like to inform you that Isma's mother is about to give birth and is now being taken to the nearest hospital.].

[Siang Sir! Oh. well sir, I'll be right there. Thank you so much sir for the information?]

[Okay, Sherin, you're the same. Then I say goodbye, Mrs Sherin, good afternoon!"

[Okay sir, good afternoon!]

I was silent for a moment. I didn't think Aunt Isma was going to give birth today.

I was confused because there was no way I would leave my class hours right now. Then I immediately sent a message to Zena to tell her the information I got from the police station.

[Hey Zen? You must be learning again, right?]

Zena didn't return my message. Maybe Zena is in class. 

I put my phone back in my pocket. But, suddenly my phone shook again, after I saw it turned out to be a reply message from Zena.

[Hi Sherin too, tumben you chat me! Why Sher?] ask Zena.

[Zen, I just got a call from the police station!] my answer.

[Police office? Did you not go to class?] Zena seems to be surprised at me because I don't usually call her during study hours.

[Yes Zen, I had permission to go to the toilet again in class!]

[Oh that, what's wrong Sher?] Zena looked curious.

[Yes, he said Isma's aunt will give birth today to Zen!] sahutku.

[What about? Are we allowed to go home today?]

[Take Zen by the way, it's half way!]

[Yes, if that is the end of our lecture we just go there, how?]

[Yes, if so I go to class first?]

[Okay, the spirit?]

[OKay! Yea.]

Then I immediately went back to class.

*****

At 15:00 in the afternoon.

After following the last hour of the course, I immediately rushed to the nearest hospital with Zena.

Arriving at the hospital not far from the police station where Aunt Isma was detained, I immediately contacted the administration to ask the whereabouts of the patient on behalf of Isma and sure enough, I immediately contacted the administration to ask for the whereabouts of the patient on behalf of Isma, it turns out that it is in the special room of the mother giving birth. Zena and I immediately rushed to get there.

Arriving at the destination, it turns out that the baby aunt Isma has not been born and Aunt Isma is being examined by the Doctor while screaming in pain.

I was also allowed to enter the room where Aunt Isma was being treated, while Zena could only wait outside.

When the doctor saw my arrival, it turned out that the doctor thought I was the patient's family.

At first I did not say yes, but it turns out the doctor did need approval from the family to immediately take medical action if needed, against the health condition of Aunt Isma.

I was also reluctantly forced to nod in agreement, because it seemed that none of Isma's aunt's family had come to see her.

Seeing my arrival, Aunt Isma just looked at me cynically.

"Why Tan, so cynical?" ask me.

"Why did you come here?" Aunt Isma asked back to me cynically.

"Waiting the aunt who's about to give birth, why else!" answer me in a flat tone.

"Don't get your attention on me! I don't need it." snapped it with a choked tone.

Looks like Aunt Isma is trying to endure the pain with the rest of her energy.

"If so, I'll just go! Enjoy." concluded me.

Just as I was about to step away, suddenly Aunt Isma clutched my arm. "Please, help me Sherin! It hurts!" Aunt Isma pleaded with me while grimacing.

"Makanya Tan, I'm here with good intentions, there's not the slightest bit of bad intentions with Auntie, but Auntie is always cynical about me!" my spoken.

"Yes I was wrong, help me! Ahhhh ..."

Suddenly Aunt Isma screamed loudly like she was pushing, I panicked and immediately called the doctor. The doctor came in a hurry with the sisters.

When the nurse will bring Aunt Isma to the special room giving birth, Aunt Isma instead screamed louder.

I saw that there was a slimy liquid in the blood soaking bed linen on top of the hospital bed occupied by Aunt Isma, until splattered onto the floor.

Finally the doctor was forced to act on the spot, did not have time to bring Aunt Isma to the special birthing room because the distance is indeed a little far from the treatment room of pregnant women and childbirth.

One of the nurses was in a hurry to pick up equipment in the form of a box made of stainless and some hospital equipment. 

One of the nurses gave direction to Aunt Isma, asking her to open her legs wide and both her hands tightly gripped the side rails.

Then tell him to take a deep breath and push regularly.

After a while Aunt Isma seemed to have started to get tired, her breathing was breathless and her energy seemed to have run out, but the baby still did not come out.

Finally the doctor took out his equipment from the box made of stainless, one of which is scissors.

When I shuddered most in horror and death, I saw the doctor tear the birth canal of aunty Isma with the scissors without the slightest hesitation. His voice was clearly in my ears.

Teeek .. Accompanied by the cry of Aunt Isma. Ah really made my knees seem to suddenly have no strength to stand.

But I still forced myself to stand while I held tightly to the side rails occupied by Aunt Isma.

'Astagfirullah' I also said.

Ah ... I'm really sorry for coming to visit Aunt Isma. If I had known it would happen that way, I would never have come.

My sweat began to pour, many times I swallowed my Saliva rough.

After Aunt Isma continued to push according to the direction of doctors and nurses, finally the baby's head was increasingly visible slowly out until the baby was finally born accompanied by the discharge of fluid and blood from there also heard the sound of crying baby who was still covered with blood and mucus.

The doctor took the baby and tucked it over Aunt Isma's body. 

Some nurses clean up the remaining blood and fluid, some also take baby supplies. The doctor removed the placenta and cut the umbilical cord.

Nurses clean the baby's body and give injections of drugs and then put the cloth as a bedong. While the doctor continues medical action on Aunt Isma.

After replacing the intravenous fluids, doctors inserted almost a quarter of his arm into the birth canal of Isma's baby like taking something from inside there, then the doctor cleaned it and sewed the injured area that was accidentally torn when Aunt Isma gave birth. 

I saw Aunt Isma just drooping weakly helplessly, her face looking pale and flooded with sweat during the birthing process.

After the suturing process, the doctor gave injections to Aunt Isma, then the nurse changed clothes Aunt Isma. 

After everything was done, I only helped Aunt Isma to drink, not having time to talk about anything.

Then I immediately rushed out of the room because I felt unable to stand it, it felt like my body was getting exhausted from witnessing such a thing.

I immediately approached Zena who was sitting waiting for me outside. Both my legs were shaking violently and almost collapsing, lucky that Zena immediately grabbed me and took me to a seat.

I immediately embraced Zena, then spilled out a sobbing in my embrace.

After seeing how the process of giving birth with my own eyes, I remembered how it felt when my mother gave birth to me.

But I, as a child, have not been able to make you happy.

I won't be able to repay all your sacrifices for me.

Zena who did not know knowing just panicked herself to see me and let me cry until I felt satisfied in her arms.

"Sher dong .. You why Sher? Same story as me?" Finally Zena opened a voice breaking the silence.

"Zen I want to go home!" my answer.

"But why Sher? What's the matter exactly?" asked Zena who seemed to be astonished at me.

"It's okay, I want to go home Zen!" sahutku.

"Yes, it's okay to go home, but you wait here, I want to see a doctor first!" concluded Zena.

"Well, I want to go home!" I said while sobbing.

"Yes, you wait here for a second, okay?"

I just nodded in agreement, then Zena went somewhere.

Then I went back inside and saw Aunt Isma's baby. 

After I noticed, his face was somehow similar to who.

As I was staring at that innocent baby, I could only ponder by myself. 

'What if the baby is really a father's child? What about this innocent baby? Who's gonna take care of it? Meanwhile, Isma's aunt has to live in prison. I feel sorry however innocent this baby is, this baby does not deserve to be treated unfairly, let alone his life must fall apart just because of the actions of his parents.' I thought.

Before long, Zena returned to the waiting room. Seeing that I wasn't there, Zena looked for me to the place where I was daydreaming next to the baby.

"Sher?" greet her, gently.

I also came out of the daydream.

"Eh, yes Zen .." I said. Zena's fingers gently rubbed my cheeks that had been moistened by my tears gently.

"Oh yeah, don't cry anymore! I understand what you're feeling Sher, I've talked to the hospital, if the DNA test results match your father's, I'm ready for Sher to take care of the baby." cetus.

My pupils spontaneously turned towards Zena confirming the return of what I had just heard from her mouth. "Zen are you serious?" ask me, really.

"Yes Sher, the baby has nothing to do with our problems, this baby is sacred Sher, absolutely innocent! Is it a pity that he has to live in prison?" sahut Zena sincerely.

"Zen ... you?" I don't know what else to tell Zena.

I really didn't expect Zena to have such a heart.

"So you don't cry anymore okay? Now we go home yuk? It's late afternoon, mama nyariin loh!" Zena calmed me down and took me home.

I nodded in agreement, then Zena drove me home.