LOVE WINARSIH

143. Breech

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Winarsih's second pregnancy has reached the age of 35 weeks. Approximately 5 weeks again he will welcome the presence of his second known child from the Obstetrician is a princess.

It was Saturday, and Dean went to the office promising to take his wife to see the doctor.

Winarsih is still in the room getting ready to leave for the hospital in a moment. Dean has been neat and looking handsome and sleek as usual.

Outside office hours, Dean doesn't usually give Pomade his hair. He let his straight hair fall out covering part of his forehead.

At the age of just 31 years, Dean's appearance is still far from the impression of a man who has a family. When carrying Dirja too he was still like an om who carried his nephew.

Dean was sitting on the family room couch petting Dirja and joking. Not far from him the baby babysitter sat waiting for the baby while occasionally her gaze turned to the television.

"Whose son is this? Very cute... Whose son tried?" dean asked the laughing baby to see the smiling face of his father staring.

"Come on... Whose son is this? Whose son?" joking Dean again.

"Yes your son Mas... So whose other kid? Have you forgotten your own child?" tanya Winarsih who just came suddenly. His face was a little pouting.

"I'm kidding, honey... I used to joke like that. You're.." Dean's murmur dropped Dirja who started slumping around looking for a floor to trace.

"I'm kidding too, so go straight to the face." Winarsih laughed at the change in her husband's face immediately becoming serious.

Dean gently flicked the forehead of Winarsih who was still laughing at the look on his face which was immediately worried in case his wife was back sulking because of trivial things.

"Let's go now? Later keburu jammed," asked Dean while rising up to give Dirja to his mbak.

"Mom go first, son, don't fuss. Mother not long ago," said Winarsih.

After kissing her son many times and leaving a large lipstick stain on the white cheeks of her child, Winarsih went in hand with her husband.

That afternoon the streets were very crowded. It was Saturday and everyone was busy getting out of the house early to spend Sunday evenings outside sooner to avoid congestion.

Almost an hour later Dean was able to park his car in the hospital yard. Even though it was Saturday, it seems that polyclinic lovers are not lonely. Finding a parking space takes a few minutes.

"I'm already registered Novi, so there's no need to register anymore." Winarsih looked over at her husband who was walking casually hugging her waist towards the hospital lobby.

"Where's the new one now?" dean asked without looking at his wife. The steps continue to go to an escalator located on the right side to go to the second floor where the obstetrician polyclinic is located.

"Novinya. This is Sunday mall," Winarsih said.

"Dating.." murmured Dean.

"It's okay. It's natural to be dating, still together. And his courtship is in a good place. Novi did not like to go to a place that muttered music out loud and drank alcohol. So Mr. Ryan is safe" Winarsih said casually.

Once again Dean poked gently on his wife's chuckling forehead.

"Co Dean!!" Suddenly the voice of a beautiful oriental-faced woman with long straight glasses waving a few meters in front of them.

"Eh Vero! How are you?" Dean extended his hand to the beautiful woman who was also pregnant.

"Good... It was a long time ago. Still often play to INTI (Indonesian Association of Chinese)?" ask Vero to Dean.

"Mama is active there. But since it's been a rarity" replied Dean. "Where is your husband? This is the first kid?" ask Dean.

"No, this is the second child. It was the first time the father was. Guys, 3 years more. Sweetheart-" call Vero to her husband who just finished writing something down at the registration desk.

A tall man with a face similar to Arabic blaster mixed with Europe came closer by holding a handsome male toddler.

"Dw... I know, this is Ko Dean. Mama Ko Dean is her mom at INTI. So we met a few times when INTI did not attend the event." Vero grabbed her husband's arm to shake Dean's hand.

"Saddam" said Vero's husband. Saddam smiled faintly at his wife's old acquaintance.

"Dean, uh Ver, know this is my wife, Winarsih. I want to be next month. Second son too, but our first one just wants to be a year old." Dean chuckles.

Winarsih who was still amazed by the contrasting appearance of husband and wife acquaintance Dean just greeted Vero with sparkling eyes.

"Hey Win... Lu ane sui czechoe a (You are very beautiful)," said Vero. Dean who heard his old friend's words laughed.

"Cin e (seriously)?" dean laughed again.

"Cin e la (Serious dong)" said Vero.

"Huh?" Winarsih slightly dumbfoundedly stared at Vero and Dean alternately.

"Cams (Thank you)," replied Dean.

"Doctor Azizah also Win?" ask Vero.

"Yes Mba. How many months has Mba Vero been?" tanya Winarsih was a little enthusiastic because she felt she met her comrades in arms.

"New in 4 months. Call Cici aja. Mama me and Dean really, but different clans. We used to be almost fooled. Isn't it Ko?" ask Vero laugh.

"Eh yes," said Dean, laughing a little stiffly looking at his wife's face and Vero alternately.

Dean who was worried about Winarsih's jealous reaction did not find a strange look at his wife. Winarsih was still busy looking at the face of Vero, her husband and handsome toddler took turns.

"What number of queues is Ci?" tanya Winarsih untangled the awkwardness between them.

"Still a long time ago, I'm all waiting for my friend. I want to be born too, like you. Maybe he came back. Her husband works at this hospital, Bang Firza. Also with my husband." Vero looked at Dean as he said that.

"Doctor Firza? Surgery?" ask Dean.

"Yes... How know? Recognize too?" ask Vero to Dean.

Dean laughs. "Not knowing, but ever being a patient."

"Yes, Kasian Koko's wife long standing. Zach... Here!" call Vero to his son.

"Hugely handsome," said Winarsih slightly lowered her head to stroke Zach's cheek with the back of her hand.

"We're sitting on that couch, yeah, like I'm a long queue." Vero pointed to a sofa that was located opposite the practice room of Doctor Azizah.

"Yes, my wife's queue looks like it's gonna be a little later." Dean looked towards the door of the still-closed practice room filled with old patients.

"Bye Zach's..." Dean waved his hand at the toddler who was in his mother's arms.

Dean took Winarsih to a sofa attached to the wall of the practice room.

As usual Dean put Winarsih's hand on his thigh then he pulled out his phone and started checking emails first.

Winarsih's eyes still can not be separated to look at the Vero family who looks very unique in his eyes.

Accidentally, Winarsih began to put up her ears to hear the conversation of the small family sitting just a few meters away from their place.

Vero speaks English with his son. Her husband, however, speaks Indonesian. Her, the toddler looked relaxed and understood what his parents said.

"So Ci Vero said what? I don't understand the language" Winarsih said.

"He said I was getting hotter. Trus I answered, from the beginning was a handsome man."

"Ah, don't believe me. Not so long ago his words," said Winarsih shook his head.

Dean laughed at his wife's clever answer.

"You know I'm being fooled your son won't want two Win.." said Dean casually still glued to his phone.

"The unwilling mass? Or the Ci Vero?" tanya Winarsih curious.

"Well guess who doesn't?" dean asked half-smiling mischievously at his wife.

"Ci Vero is definitely not willing. If from the gelagat Mas it seems impossible not to want," said Winarsih plain.

"You are yes." said Dean.

"What?" tanya Winarsih looked at her husband's narrow eyes.

"You really are" said Dean. "Vero doesn't want to" replied Dean.

"That means you want to?" ask Winarsih again.

"Not yet stamped. I didn't think about that time either. I have a boyfriend. You just don't look for your own disease. Later want to know, dikasi tau the edges of the war," said Dean.

"No, it's just that."

"It's just, but later to be done talking sultry. Don't whip. Though AC kenceng until make me kisut." Dean scolded Winarsih a little about his wife's habit.

Winarsih laughed and shut her husband's mouth that was nagging incessantly. Dean grabbed his wife's hand and put it back on his thigh.

"What kind of person is Mas? Like a crossbreed that yes," said Winarsih again stealing the view of Vero whose right hand is now being grasped and placed in front of the mouth of her husband as if continuing to kiss his wife's hand.

"I don't know, I just met this too. Do I need to ask?" dean asked jokingly but with a serious look.

"Can I ask you?" sahut Winarsih plain.

Dean flicked his wife's forehead again.

"Why are people's husbands? What's more handsome Vero's husband than me?" dean asked a little annoyed at hearing Winarsih continuously discuss her friend's family.

"Bigass. Her husband is also handsome. The handsome is different," said Winarsih.

"Yes, obviously I'm handsome. If I'm not handsome where maybe you poke and open my boxer almost every mallem. 'You take hold of it first.' your alesan," Dean's murmur turned his wife's cheek.

Winarsih laughed at her husband's words that were a little upsetting but true as the reality that had happened so far. Almost every night she felt crazy about her husband. Especially every Dean just got home and finished taking a shower. Winarsih increasingly anxious to see her husband who increasingly looks more handsome.

"Ci Vero is beautiful" whispered again.

"Our eyes, exotic. Make the anxious want," continued Dean.

"No way to lose" Winarsih said.

"No, I don't want to" replied Dean.

"Older Ver?" The voice of the woman who greeted Vero from a distance raised Winarsih's gaze from Dean's face towards a couple who were also holding a female toddler.

"Lumayan, is it late? Or has it been a long time but in Bang Firza's practice room?" ask Vero.

"Nyampe. Brother, there is still an operation so take care of the time to finish," replied the woman who just came earlier.

"That's Doctor Firza's wife," muttered Winarsih squeezing her husband's thigh slowly.

"Entar if I see, you're jealous." Dean's gaze returned to his phone screen.

"Sit here" Vero asked Doctor Firza's wife while patting the empty sofa next to him.

"You sit down" Doctor Firza asked his wife. The man then stood by his wife's side and put his hand on her shoulder.

"She just came back from out of town Dam?" ask Firza to Vero's husband.

"Yes, hurry. Madam doesn't want to see a doctor for anyone else." Saddam glanced at his wife who was chatting with a female toddler Doctor Firza.

"So when?" ask Saddam.

"Next month" said Doctor Firza, who was late that evening still wearing his green-green surgical uniform.

"Truly girl Shen?" ask Vero.

"Yes girl again," said Shena nyengir.

"It's still the most handsome brother in the house" interrupted Doctor Firza.

"Yes-yes Father," replied Shena laughing. Firza's doctor pulled Shena's head up to touch her stomach when she heard his wife's answer.

"Bull all.." muttered Winarsih later. It turned out that he was still eavesdropping on the conversation of the two families opposite him.

"Oh you, this" hissed Dean looked at his wife's face.

"Bu Winarsih can already go inside," called a nurse who had just walked out of the door of the check room holding a card.

"It just so happens to be called, let's go in. I'm done watching you." Dean dragged his wife's arm towards the door of the check room.

Winarsih headed straight to the check bed where a nurse had been standing waiting for her by holding a small blanket.

Doctor Azizah had sat in front of the USG machine and held the camera while waiting for Winarsih who was opening her stomach.

Nearly ten minutes into seeing the screen over and over again, Doctor Azizah nodded at the nurse to hint that the patient had finished being examined.

"Let's sit down for a minute, I want to clear something up." Doctor Azizah put down the USG camera and opened her sterile gloves.

Dean helped Winarsih get off the check bed and went to two chairs opposite Doctor Azizah who had been sitting waiting for them.

"Sir... The baby has not yet entered his mother's pelvic cavity. It should be at this gestational age already yes, like the first child. The baby's head is still on top. We saw in these two weeks yes, his mother had to bow to the floor like this" Doctor Azizah showed an alley baby doll toy prostrating up to her chest against the floor.

"Do that as often as possible, ma'am, let the baby muter. This umbilical cord I see is also wrapped around the bottom of the hand and one on his neck. If the position is normal, the umbilical cord is not a problem. Bu Winarsih should be able to give birth normally. But if the baby's head keeps on top, we want to not have to operate yes ma'am... We'll see in two weeks." Ms. Azizah looked at Winarsih's face which was now pias for hearing Doctor Azizah's explanation just now.

"Sungsa?" ask Winarsih.

"Yes, it's not a big deal. Mother need not worry. It can be surgery, just like a normal birth or surgery. The important thing is that the mother and baby are safe" said Dr. Azizah.

Winarsih again fell silent to Doctor Azizah's explanation to him. Before passing from the hospital, Dean headed to the pharmacy counter and made up for some vitamins that his wife had to take. Winarsih just sat daydreaming in a chair.

Dean, who was still a little shocked to hear the explanation about the baby, held Winarsih's arm in silence towards the place where their car was parked.

"Wins... How's diem?" dean asked a little worried.

"Mas.." call Winarsih.

"Yes dear," said Dean.

"I'm afraid when I get to Mas's surgery... I don't want to," roared Winarsih.

"Nothing. You must be all right." Dean hugged his wife who covered her face with both hands and cried with shaken shoulders.

"I'm afraid Mas," roared Winarsih again. Winarsih's cry broke out instantly. The terrifying shadow of being in the operating room to give birth to a baby haunted her mind at that moment.

The To Be Continued.....

PS. Doctor Firza-Shena and Saddam-Vero's story can be read in Stranger From Nowhere and the sequel is yes... XD

Btw, help Winarsih until the end of this month can not? Votnya not be taken first.

Can yes... Here's kissed first :*