My Past Stories

25. Baby Azka

Eight months have passed. My stomach is growing, and I only have to count the days to give birth. My mother had decided to stay at my house, because she wanted to accompany me when giving birth. While my mother-in-law always came to visit and see my development. My father and Alva, of course, Rini always took the time to come in the morning before leaving for college to bring breakfast. And in the afternoon Rini also brought dinner for the father and Alva dinner.

In two months they're getting married, so it doesn't matter if Rini does all these things. Except doing the opposite.

This afternoon, my stomach started to feel bad. It felt like my stomach was cramped, but sometimes it felt tight and sagging. I gently rubbed my stomach that was already very round like a balloon. Don't imagine what my physique is like now, because surely you already know if women have a body that is not high is pregnant. Haha

At night, the pain in my stomach was getting worse and really it wasn't just cramping. I also feel like there's fluid coming out of my groin. I woke up Dillah, and told her to wake up my mother.

"Why Des ?" Ask my mom to worry.

My face was full of sweat as big as corn. I grimaced with extreme pain.

"Dil, Desi's wealth has to go to the midwife !" Said my mother.

Dillah went out and knocked on Mr. Burhan's door to borrow a car that would take me to the maternity clinic. Actually I feel bad about having to trouble others, but Mr. Burhan always offers me. He said never bother him, for he and his wife have regarded me and Dillah as children.

The car was there, Dillah carried me into the car followed by my mother and wife Mr. Burhan, Nilam's mother. While Mr. Burhan is driving the car.

"Mother's pain." I hold my mother's hand.

"Patience to Desi." Sahut mother Nilam.

"The rich one Des it feels, mom is just as rich as you are. All pregnant girls are the same !" Sahut.

"Hold it, baby."

Fifteen minutes drive, our car arrived in front of the maternity clinic. Actually, Dillah called the obstetrician at the hospital, but I kekeh only want to be handled by a regular midwife where I checked my pregnancy.

"Two people, mom, you can go in !"

My mother and Dillah were accompanying me inside. Mr. Burhan and Nilam's mother are waiting outside. Dillah informed his family, as well as my father.

"Mom, isn't this taken to the hospital ? Kasian Desi ma'am, we'll just open a cesarean section !" Whine Dillah to my mother.

"Hhuuussstttt !! Don't be careless, Dillah."

"I don't want to be in the footjob. I want to be normal !"

A few hours passed, the opening was perfect. With the remaining energy I was able to give birth perfectly. Although there was a little drama from Dillah who could not bear to see my pain and even cry. He was eventually sent out and replaced by my mother-in-law.

oek oek oek

The cry of the baby echoed, I smiled in the midst of my sweat thanking God for saving me and my baby. Happy cries, tears slipping from the corner of my eye.

My mother-in-law kissed my forehead. "Lelaki dear !"

I nodded while holding my mother-in-law's hand, while my mother was looking at my baby that was starting to clean. After that my mother told Dillah to sue her.

When I finished, the assistant midwife gave me my baby and told me to give ASI. But unfortunately my ASI has not come out. Uhh sucks. But he said it's okay, if it continues to be stimulated it will quickly come out. But really, my baby seemed impatient, he was crying and inevitably the assistant midwife gave him formula as long as my breast milk had not come out.

Dillah didn't shift a bit from me, he said he still couldn't bear with me seeing me in such pain. Though my pain told me in an instant after hearing my first son's cry.

"Udah gapapa baby. Look at your baby !" Tell me to him. Too bad with Dillah.

Blissfully. It was so happy that I felt. The pain and fatigue I felt gradually disappeared by itself seeing their happiness due to the presence of the little angel I had just born.

Azka Alrasha Pratama Hasan

I made that name for my first son, and Dillah agreed.

Welcome baby Azka. 😘😘

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A week passed, it turned out that Alva came to bring her troops to my house to visit their nephew. I feel even happier to meet my best friends, after three months of not seeing them. Just by chat ria through HP I just give news.

This afternoon, Alva and my father arrived at my house and stayed over. Dillah prepared all their needs to hold the fires aided by Andi mas who also came.

"What is Dil's name ?"

"Eh sir. Come join, know these friends of Desi and this brother-in-law, that's my in-law." Dillah's word to Mr. Burhan.

Mr. Burhan greets them one by one.

"Where's mom, sir ? Get out, let's not get bored at home." Ask Dillah.

"In a moment also came out Dil, rich who did not know just mother !"

"Mr !" Call Nilam's mother from the inside.

"Now, really what I said. Haha"

"Haha"

Nilam's mother came out and approached Mr. Burhan. Dillah re-introduced them to Nilam's mother.

"Duh nice to be able to gather the same young gini yes sir. Feels so thirty years younger this mom !" Joke from Nilam.

"Inget hair miss Nilam, shame akh !" My mother's with him.

We laughed with jokes from my mother and Nilam's mother.

I went inside when I heard Azka's cry, I carried her and took her to the living room because it was impossible to leave her alone in the room.

"Oh granddaughter wake up huh. Here's a sling for a second !"

Now Azka was in the arms of Nilam's mother. I really feel like I have three mothers now. Although we were only neighbors, Nilam's mother always treated me like her biological daughter. Because the only child of Nilam's mother is married and lives abroad because it follows in the footsteps of her bulenya husband.

Before long Azka went back to sleep, Nilam put it on the mattress that I had put on the sofa.

"You go to sleep first, when I'm ripe I wake up !"

I nodded, and Dillah took some pillows for me to sleep with to support my body. Do you know if the abis lahiran said he can not sleep on his back, can he nyanda ? hehehe

Susasna tonight was very boisterous, I just closed my eyes so as not to feel tired. Sleepy ? sure, but I really can't be good because of their noise. Fortunately Azka did not wake up again with the fanfare of all of them.