Let Time
The Part 27
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Arkan ran down the hospital corridor. After being told by his father that Zara had been taken to the hospital and scolded for the heart of the dead left Zara who was pregnant to take care of her work outside the city.
Arkan is in the hospital. Arkan entered the room where Zara was. It appears in the room that Zara was sleeping on her back. Zara doesn't know if Arkan has come, which Zara knows they argue and then Arkan leaves tomorrow for work. It has been almost 10 hours Zara was in the hospital initially Zara was rushed to the hospital because of contractions that began to feel and when taken to the hospital it turns out Zara has arrived at the opening 2.
Now Zara has experienced opening 5. This 5th opening is accompanied by a remarkable contraction. Zara tried to change her position in search of comfort.
"Hi" said Arkan as Zara turned her body against Arkan. Arkan looked at his wife who occasionally grimaced in pain.
"It hurts, huh?" ask Arkan while approaching Zara and stroking Zara's stomach.
"No need to ask Arkan" Mama said.
Arkan still saw a look of annoyance and disappointment on Zara's face when he saw her.
Zara is tilted to the right and left, sitting and lying down again to reduce pain during contraction. But apparently the change in position also did little to reduce the pain Zara felt.
The contractions that Zara felt were getting more and more frequent, making Zara feel even more pain. His face grimaced Arkan who was sitting beside him also looked panicked.
"I'm sorry" Arkan said. Zara did not respond to anything. His focus right now was only on his pain.
Arkan did not stop stroking Zara's stomach while occasionally kissing Zara's forehead and reciting prayers that seemed to give strength to Zara. Contractions that are increasingly frequent and increasingly painful also felt by Zara it seems like Zara has to put her ego a little aside. Unable to endure the pain herself Zara hugged Arkan's waist which stood beside her tightly. Zara drowned her face in Arkan's stomach and her fingers sometimes squeezed the clothes Arkan was wearing.
"Shh. It hurts," said Zara slowly.
"I'm right here. You must be strong" Arkan said as he rubbed Zara's back.
"Make another bribe?" pinta Zara when Arkan stopped rubbing her back. Arkan smiled and rubbed Zara's back.
"Low down a little."
"Lookin?" ask Arkan.
"Sorry, Zara is a hassle."
Arkan did not respond, after all he did not feel bothered.
The doctor and nurse came into the room to check on Zara.
"Alhamdulillah. It's a complete opening. We can take it to the delivery room now" the doctor said.
Zara was transferred to the delivery room. His hand never took off tightly grasping Arkan's hand, as if to vent his pain on Arkan. Zara's eyes also seemed to shed tears occasionally.
"You're strong. I'm sure you can. Fight baby bismillah for our son. You can vent everything you feel on me" Arkan said, then kissed Zara on the forehead.
Once the opening is complete, the doctor guides Zara to push when she feels contractions.
"Bu focus the mother's gaze to one point huh. It can be straining when the mother feels a very strong contraction or follow my intuition. Do not close your eyes when pushing, straining as hard as possible but do not scream yes and also do not be too forced to push if there are no contractions because it can cause you to run out of energy later."
The doctor's words were only answered with a nod by Zara. Zara was already feeling a great pain that no longer wanted to say much.
"Bismillah" said Arkan, then he kissed Zara's head.
Zara grimacing. "You are strong, dear" said Arkan, who stopped at nothing to strengthen Zara.
At 20.10 wib or about 15 to 20 minutes in the delivery room. Thank God finally the sound of a baby's cry that has been anticipated to sound loud greeting the hearing of humans who lie limp with sweat that soaks all over his body. A faint smile was evident on that pale-looking white face. A happy face also could not be hidden from the ordinary man with a cold and flat face.
"Thank you for fighting for me and my son" Arkan said, kissing Zara repeatedly.
Arkan had already tried their son. It has also been done the action of IMD or initiation of early breastfeeding is an action of the baby placed on the mother's chest for a few minutes to find its own food source
Their baby is a male with a weight of 3200 grams and a length of 53.5 cm. After the deadzani and performed IMD their babies are immediately taken by the sisters to be cleaned. Not long after that the other sisters approached Zara to help Zara clean up. While Zara and her baby are cleaned Arkan out to inform their family.
"How's nak?" ask your mother when she sees Arkan out of the room.
"Alhamdulillah. Zara and our baby are safe. Our baby's a boy."
"Alhamdulillah." answered everyone there with a smile of relief.
"Brother's responsibility is now growing. Be more mature, prioritize family before others" Papa advised Arkan. His Papa's words were quite evident in the heart of Arkan how not yesterday he preferred to take care of his emergency work outside the city and leave his pregnant wife old.
Now Zara has been transferred to the treatment room while their baby is already in the nursery, after a thorough examination.
No one wants to start a conversation. Arkan who had been sitting by Zara's bedside had not dared to start because of his guilt. Zara is, too, still recovering.
"So much pain?" arkan's question broke the silence between them. Zara just shook her head.
"Sorry," said Arkan.
"May Zara rest?" zara said she was still reluctant to respond to Arkan's remarks.
"You rest, you rest" said Arkan, kissing Zara's forehead again and again.
"If you need anything, just call. No hesitation. I slept on the sofa there," Arkan said as he pointed towards the sofa. Zara just nodded. Zara closed her eyes while Arkan was still at home looking at Zara's face which still looked lethargic.
It's 07:00 . Their baby is already in the same room with Zara, she said, so Zara can breastfeed her baby more easily. Because Zara also has to do a lot of breastfeeding exercises for her baby to be able to breastfeed smoothly. First time breastfeeding Zara felt pain in her breasts. Zara was sitting leaning against her elevated bed while nursing her baby.
"That's natural because it's just the beginning. It will not hurt again in a long time. But Big Brother must be ready ready the boy usually drinks it stronger. So you have to eat a lot of nutritious foods as well that can support the production of ASI so that this Mother's grandchild does not feel deficient."
"Yes mother."
"Admudu awww. Patience love pain is very excited Nak," said Zara while rubbing the cheeks of her son's kingpin who was moving because of breastfeeding.
"Oh, where's Arkan?" ask Mommy because you haven't seen Arkan since. The change was immediately visible on Zara's face.
"That's what Zara told me to get out first."
"Cock told to get out?"
"Ish is ashamed."
"Related by shame? Why is it so weird that her face is when she's Arkan's mother?"
"Bun later again yes the language, this is there a baby is still awake."
Mother finally agreed to Zara's wishes. A few minutes later after the little baby's feed, he returned to his world. Zara gave the baby to the mother to be put back in the baby box.
"Are you the same as Arkan?" ask mother to the point.
"Not wrong, is it bun? Zara was disappointed when Mas Arkan chose her job out of town when she knew for herself the estimate of Zara giving birth in a week. Zara was afraid of bun, not least the woman who died in childbirth? Not a few babies who died at birth? This is first for Zara. Zara's afraid. But Arkan is like that. Though Mas Arkan himself who once told Zara that he wanted to be the first system support for Zara. But when Zara again needs support, instead of going to take care of the job. It doesn't matter how much Zara is with her son?"
"Stt can't be that."
"Mother knows the fear felt during labor. Mother does not want to defend who. But brother Arkan's story is not the same about the fear of the fear that you feel now brother's story is the same mother?" Zara just shook her head.
"It's only natural that Arkan thinks you're good?"
"Yes but Mas Arkan should also understand the person he also nemenin every time Zara checked with a doctor. Arkan also heard all the advice of the doctor."
"Honey Arkan is a man he doesn't feel what you feel if you don't tell a story. The man is dominant by his dominant logic with his thinking. If what he saw well, surely what they concluded must be all good."
"Mothers know that this is how you must speak the same with emotions, right?"
"Communication in the household is important, baby. Mommy knows you have the same prestige and ego that might take a long time to merge into one. But try to be more mature again, more open you do not be ashamed to talk to Arkan about what you feel whatever it is. Whatever you feel tell me just like Arkan."
"But bun, Mas Arkan is cold sometimes Zara also like to think what actually Mas Arkan can nerima Zara? Zara was afraid to start if the Arkan mas itself did not want to open with Zara," Zara tried to interrupt the mother's speech.
"I don't know Arkan often tell the same mother. Arkan often asked for advice on how to face sister. When sister was pregnant early, she asked the mother how. When you ask why ask mom why not ask your mom? What did he answer? He said that if Arkan told me the same story, Arkan was afraid that there was an attitude Zara who did not like later Mama would defend Arkan rather than Zara."
"From there you know that Arkan can already receive brother. He wants the best for you. But you don't know if you've done as far as Arkan?"
"If you see Arkan is not a rich man Father, Brother or Abizar who can easily convey his affection. But I'm sure you can feel the truth too but you're still a prestige and so is Arkan. That's ugly you two. You should also know when Arkan was told that you were taken to the Arkan hospital just arrived in Surabaya and he immediately looked for another flight to go home. He's also been pissed off by your father-in-law."
"Sorry Mother" said Zara slowly.
"Why apologize to mom? Brother speaks well with Arkan huh. Oh yes mother buyin ointment. Do not forget to treat also his hand Arkan malem mother see his hands blisters blisters are brother also right."
"Jaudah mom came out looking for Arkan."
"Mother tell Arkan to come in?"
Zara just nodded. A few minutes later, Arkan arrived alone.
"Where's mama?" ask Zara when she sees only Arkan himself.
"The mother wanted to buy fruit first, he said," replied Arkan and sat down on the chair beside Zara's bed.
They are still the same silent. Zara took a deep breath and exhaled tightly to the point of drawing Arkan's attention.
"Is anyone sick?" ask Arkan.
Zara shook her head, She looked at old Arkan.
"Please get me that ointment" Zara said as she pointed at the box of ointment on her bedside table.
"Make what?" ask Arkan while handing the ointment to Zara. Arkan reoccupies himself. Without speaking Zara pulled Arkan's hand and placed it on his lap and then smeared it with the ointment. Arkan had grimaced because of his wound that was given ointment by Zara But then Arkan smiled to see Zara who was treating the scars of her own scars on Arkan's hands.
"I'm sorry" said Zara slowly.
"For what?"
"Why didn't you tell me this wound was?"
"This will not be comparable to the pain you feel."
Arkan got up from his seat and stood docked to Zara who was sitting on her bed. Arkan raised the face of Zara who had just lowered his head.
"I should be the one apologizing to you. I don't understand how you feel."
"You're going to forgive me?"
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