
Eno is taken directly to the delivery room for inspection.
"New opening 5!" said the midwife who examined Eno.
"It's still a while?" ask Agam while holding Eno's fingers.
"The duration or absence depends on the condition of the baby. The doctor will be coming soon. He's still on the road. So you and I are patient!" said the midwife.
"How long have you been handling this cake? Why don't you know?!' eno asked annoyed at the answer of the midwife who handled it.
Agam who saw Eno's annoyance could only rub Eno's arm, to ease his anger. Agam knew Eno was angry because of the pain that attacked him.
"Mom should calm down first, save your energy for later!" the midwife replied, walking away from Eno and Agam.
In the room there was still a nurse left while preparing medical equipment for labor.
Agam wiped the sweat on Eno's forehead, occasionally Agam also rubbed his wife's head. At this time it has begun to sound the voice of the dawn adhan murmured faintly because of the location of the mosque away from the hospital. Musholla in the hospital is still quiet.
"En, I'm staying for a little prayer?" agam said asking his wife's permission because Eno was alone with him.
"Don't! I'm afraid mas, no one is with me here" replied Eno while tightening his grip on Agam's hand.
I was confused to find the nurse in the room. He didn't realize the nurse was out.
"I'm looking for the nurse I was with, for a second!" agam said to release Eno's hand.
"I don't want to be left here alone!"answer Eno lirih.
As Agam and Eno were arguing, a male doctor walked up to the room followed by the nurse who had been in the room.
"Good morning, sir! Ma!" greet the doctor who will handle the delivery of Eno.
"August, Doc!" sahut Agam and Eno together.
"How's Ma? Do you often have heartburn?" ask Dr. Adrin, the name of the obstetrician.
"It's still once an hour, Doc. But the pain is getting longer, not like before." replied Eno grimacingly holding back the pleasure of being a mother.
"What happens when contractions happen again?" ask Dr. Adrin again.
"Yes, Doc! It began to feel again." replied Eno while gripping Agam's arm firmly.
Agam also grimaced with pain in his arm. But Agam felt it was nothing compared to the pain Eno was feeling at the moment. One of his free hands he used to rub Eno's head lovingly.
When Dr Adrin finished asking his wife but was still in the room, Agam ventured to leave his wife to the Doctor.
"Sorry, Doc! I'd like to ask you a minute. Please accompany my wife, I want to go to mushola." Agam told Dr Adrin.
"Oh, can! Later let the sisters who accompany your wife here." replied Doctor Adrin.
Agam's smile immediately rose as soon as he got an answer from Doctor Adrin. Agam felt calm because someone accompanied his wife when she fulfilled her obligations as a Muslim.
"Thank you, Doc!" said Agam while shaking the hand of Doctor Adrin as an expression of gratitude.
"Together, Sir!" doctor Adrin smiled.
Doctor Adrin turned to the nurse who was accompanying him.
"Sus, please accompany me." said Dr. Adrin, who did not remember the patient's name.
"Eno!" reply Agam and Eno compact.
Agam leaves Eno with the nurse after kissing Eno's forehead and cheeks.
"Don't you go long!" eno shouted as Agam was on the doorstep.
Agam immediately gave his thumbs up towards Eno as it passed.
Agam contacted his mother and father-in-law after they finished performing the Fajr prayer at the mosque. She said that Eno would give birth to their grandchildren.
I went back to the room where Eno was at the moment. Eno began to calm down and sleepy. Agam also walked slowly closer to Eno. The nurse who accompanied Eno left the room when she saw Agam open the door.
"I'm sorry, sir!" said the nurse.
Agam nodded his head and thanked the nurse.
Three hours later...
Eno was getting more and more in intense pain. Agam as a place to channel his pain. He continued to astonish Agam's arm without letting go. Not only that, he even clawed at Agam's muscular arm. Agam can only withstand the pain of the scars of Eno.
"Sakiitt Doc! It was like at the end of the boundary." cried Eno with cold sweat as big as corn drenching his forehead, his grip was getting stronger.
Dr Adrin finally examined the birth canal.
"Eh, Doc! My wife wants to be flanked, why hold it?" agam asked with bulging eyes, she did not want her heaven to be touched by another man.
Understandably, when the first wife gave birth he was late. Anita lives with her parents while Agam works out of town. Agam arrived at the hospital when his wife was lifeless, due to heavy bleeding after giving birth.
"His head is visible!" doctor Adrin said.
"Suster!" he continued, then two nurses who became his assistant came to help Dr Adrin.
Shortly afterwards there was a sweet voice crying baby boy. The baby was cleaned by nurses then placed on Eno's chest for IMD. The baby and Eno are left naked to skin to skin. Eno and Agam were crying happily over the birth of their baby. Agam also accused his son who was still lying on his wife's chest.
***
Eno's parents and Agam's mother came after several hours of Eno giving birth. The distance made them late.
"Where's Mama's grandson?" marini shouted as soon as she walked into Eno's nursery.
"My grandchildren!" sahut ma'am Warni does not want to lose.
The two grandmothers were fighting over each other's grandchildren who were currently sleeping soundly in their boxes. They scrambled over who carried the red baby first.
Agam and Mr. Mundarman just shook their heads to see the behavior of the two grandmothers. While Eno was still asleep in her bed because of fatigue after giving birth earlier.
"Who's Mama's grandson's name, Gam?" ask Agam's in-law, Marini.
"Yes, Gam! You've already given me the name 'is your granddaughter?" said Miss Warni did not want to lose.
"Richard Wicaksana!" reply Agam steady. (The first session of Richard's name is mentioned when he was brought to Ary's house and during Reunion)
"Good name, Papa agrees!" mundarman sir, Papa Eno.
"Yes, my mom likes it too! Good name. Who's to choose?" mama Eno said.
"Eno, Ma!" replied Agam, Miss Marini nodded.
"Richard! It's hard for me to say it. Mother's tongue, tongue wong ndesa! Angel whis angel!" said Miss Warni pouting.
Ms. Warni hoped her grandchildren's names would be easy to pronounce but her son-in-law chose a difficult name.