LOVE AFTER THE CONTRACT
The Eps 55
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"Oh god!"ataya's voice sounded very soft, even her lips continued to grimace withstanding the pain radiating from the stomach to the waist so intense.
"Patience, dear, soon we'll be there." said Ibra with the back of the hand that also rubbed Ataya's cheek.
Ibra continued racing, increasing the speed of his car, the man really did not have the heart, when he saw Ataya who had slept several times, when his heartburn subsided.
About an hour Ibra down the streets of Jakarta, finally his black car was parked neatly in front of the IGD.
Ibra quickly ran to seek help from medics.
"Mas! my wife is giving birth!"Ibra screamed in panic.
One guard took a wheelchair to Ibra's car.
When Ibra opened the car door, he again saw Ataya who was holding back the heartburn that had been felt again.
"Sir, his wife was helped to sit in a wheelchair first!"said one of the male nurses who came to help immediately.
Ibra.
"Darling ayok."Ibra immediately blessed Ataya's body to sit in a wheelchair.
After his wife sat in a wheelchair comfortably, Ibra immediately pushed her inward, which was immediately welcomed by one of the female officers.
"When is the contract from ma'am?"ask Ataya.
"From the clock next to Mbak!"Ataya answered.
The woman nodded, while continuing to pay attention to Ataya.
"Let's come with me." he led Ataya towards the bed.
With the help of Ibra, Ataya easily moved, until now he has been lying on the cage there.
"I'm sorry mom! ****** ***** it's open first!?"
Ibra who heard the statement immediately rounded her eyes.
"In the open mbak!?"his face looked very surprised.
"Yes sir, let me check the openings first!"obviously to Ibra with a friendly smile .
Ataya seemed resigned to her current situation, even she had already thrown away her shame, then immediately did what the midwife ordered.
"Pull your breath, then throw it away slowly. The feeling is a little uncomfortable." obviously back.
Ataya fell silent, then took a breath until her brow saw her, when the Midwife began to do her examination.
"God, ... Aw!"Ataya squeals.
"I'm sorry ma'am, hold it for a second." the woman smiled again.
Ibra who saw Ataya back grimacing immediately felt unbearable, her sadness burst into her heart.
The man was so anxious to cry at this moment, Ibra really could not see Ataya in such pain right now.
"Alhamdulilah bu Ataya, the openings are already six. If you can tell, whose doctor's patient's mother? let me call right now" he said, then looked at Ibra who was not far from his wife.
"Doctor Syifa, ma'am!"Ibra.
"Alright, while waiting for mother and father can take a walk first, let the birth canal dedenya quickly open again." he said to Ibra and Ataya.
Ibra and Ataya nodded, then immediately went down. The two of them slowly marched outwards, with Ibra's hand holding Ataya's hand tightly.
Ataya's steps again stopped, his hands squeezed Ibra's hands strong, when the heartburn was felt again.
"Abang, Ataya ain't strong!"ataya's voice trembled, her face looking pale, with her body now slightly bent when the heartburn was more painful than before.
Suddenly the officer who checked him, walked over and called Ataya with his wheelchair.
"Bw, ... Is there still a strong road?"ask the midwife.
"We're going to the delivery room, now that Doctor Syifa's on her way."
"I want to walk, don't use a wheelchair!"
"Are you sure, baby?!"Ibra tried to convince Ataya, with eyes that also stared fixed Ataya's face that had looked increasingly pale.
"It's okay, the contractions are gone again."Ataya tries to stumble, trying to make Ibra calmer.
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After walking for a few minutes, Ataya is now in the delivery room, with his hands attached to an infusion hose. Several times Ataya refused, but because his power was drained enough, they feared something would happen to Ataya.
Ataya's clothes have changed with special maternity clothes, the veil has been opened.
Ataya did not want to start, but because Ibra said that he would handle it is Doctor Syifa he can do it for no men in his room except him.
Ataya's hand now hugged Ibra tightly, her head leaning against her husband's chest when the contractions Ataya felt began to be felt often.
Ibra tried harder, rubbing Ataya's back with a whisper of love that Ibra gave to strengthen the woman.
"God, ... Sick brother!"Ataya screamed until it echoed in the room.
"Hey, ... Baby you're strong, you can."Ibra continued to encourage Ataya.
"I can't, I'm not strong!"
And the sound of Ataya's cry sounded very clear.
Clamps!
The door of the maternity room was open.
"How's Miss Ibra?" Syifa smiled . "Can I check the opening back!?"Doctor Syifa asked Ataya.
"May Doc." Ataya nodded, but her voice sounded weak.
"Call Syifa, I'm your friend. Leave it like this first, so you don't get tense!"obviously her husband's friend.
"I'm sorry, Ib, I'll check on your wife!" Syifa smiled at Ibra.
"Gue believes this is all to Lo Syif, the salvation of my wife's son."he asked with a look of panic.
Syifa just smiled, then her fingers began to check the openings of Ataya back.
"Waw, including fast huh? the first report was a contraction at eleven, and three o'clock had opened six. Now at half-five it was a cumplit opening."Syifa explained smiling towards Ataya.
" how long is it usually?" Ibra asked.
"It's customary if the first child can be all day Ibra, your wife lumaya this fast." said Syifa.
"There's a sense of heartburn like wanting a pup in dodorong aja rich want to pup as usual, okay?"
Lama Ataya looks calm with his eyes closed, and suddenly.
"Abang mules!"Ataya whimpering.
"Okay ma'am, take a breath and then push the fast. But don't scream and then the power runs out!"syifa.
Ataya nodded in understanding, then began to react to what Doctor Syifa said earlier.
"Youngghh!" Ataya pushed with all her might.
"Okay good, let's try again okay." Sahut Syifa's.
Ibra who was beside his wife continued to rub the back of Ataya's hand and shower her forehead with a kiss full of love.
Ataya looks back to take her breath, then starts pushing her back.
"Youngghhh!"Ataya pushed with all her might, her hand clutching Ibra's hand firmly.
"OK come on once more, his head is already in sight."Syifa.
"Thanksgh!" Ataya pushed back strongly.
Then the sound of baby screams was heard loud, along with Ataya who was left limp and dryness that had poured everywhere.
"Geez Ibra, you've been prank by your own son!"The beautiful doctor laughed, until he could see his tears.
"It's a boy guys!"his words returned and led the little baby to Ataya and Ibra.
Ibra looked up, then was shocked to hear that her baby girl had turned into a boy.
The little baby was placed on Ataya's chest.
There is a sense of not lifting now the baby he always greeted beautiful has been present in the world with a very handsome face.
"Hi baby, it's papa and mama." Ibra greeted her son.
The cup!
Atay's forehead kissed gently by Ibra.
"Thank you, my dear."Ibra sparkled, now the look of the anxious face changed with a happy face.
After repeatedly saying thank you to his beloved wife, Ibra immediately whispered beautiful words nan sacred in the ears of his first son.
After finishing looking at the adhan in the ears of the tiny baby, the baby was taken back to be cleaned by one of the virgins who helped Doctor Syifa.
"Congratulations on the birth of your first child."Syifa looked at Ibra and Ataya alternately.
"Syifa you really-well, three times check still say this girl!"Ibra protested to his friend Syifa.
"Yes a girl on the monitor Usg mah, Ibrahim!"The doctor looked up, then looked at Ibra sharply.
"The problem is that the equipment that is purchased has been made for all baby girls." Ibra explained to her High School friend, then they laughed .
"Abang already, our son was born safe. Thanks to Aunty Doctor." Ataya smiled at Syifa.
"Abang wants to pray at dawn, continue to tell the news for our parents well."pamit Ibra, who was immediately answered nod by Ataya.
...In fact, at Dede baby prank!!...
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