My servant, Asha

Tears

"Yes!" Madame Wardah immediately exited the room and approached Bik Sumi who was accompanying Asha.

This pregnant woman is holding back from the pain that attacks the lower abdomen and back.

"Miss needs to come out of the bathroom, there's a mistress' blood patch." Bik Sumi told. Mrs Wardah nodded.

"We're going to the hospital now, Asha."

"Yes" replied the weak Asha.

"Call Angga to get the car ready, Bik." Bik Sumi nodded and immediately came out.

"I'm dataaang!" Paris had returned from school, greeted with Bik Sumi who was struggling through it. Also the order of his mother was so sudden.

"Paris, quickly grab a brown bag of baby gear in your sister's room."

"Huh?" ask Paris confused.

"Repaaat!"

"Yeah. Okay." Okay." Paris immediately rushed upstairs. Asha's pain began to diminish. "Mother will be ready. The pain is gone?" ask Madame Wardah who saw Asha starting to calm down again.

"No. Only reduce. Mother can prepare first. I'm sitting here."

"Mother will be quick." At that time Paris appeared with a bag of chocolate patterned cheetah. This girl approached while looking towards her leaning sister-in-law.

"Sister is giving birth?" ask Paris. Asha could only nod. "illness?" Once again Asha nodded. Bik Sumi appears telling Angga that he is ready. Then came the lady Wardah.

"Come Sha, we're leaving. Paris, please bring your sister's bag."

"Huh? Paris hasn't changed, bun..."

"Oh, that's not important. Now it's more important to take your brother to the hospital. Come on." Paris was forced to come with her school uniform.

Along the way Asha fell silent. In addition to enduring the pain, Asha was also thinking about her husband. She wanted her husband to be here with her.

Asha wanted to ask if her husband had been told, but she felt bad. Mother's presence will feel neglected if she only asks her husband. He doesn't want to look spoiled.

Asha's thoughts about Arga were again distracted by pain.

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Although Asha's delivery schedule advanced by several days, the midwife and doctor were ready because Ms. Wardah told her in advance. Since there was no Arga, Wardah's mistress accompanied Asha inside.

Asha was already lying on the special bed of the maternity mother. After asking Wardah for a while to begin handling, a midwife began conducting an inside examination.

Half the midwife's palm is inserted into Asha's genitals until her finger can touch the cervix to check the size of the opening that has been reached.

Asha's body tiptoed slightly in surprise. Then grimaced during the examination within this. It hurts and is uncomfortable down there.

"Still opening three, madam," said the midwife. "Please wait until the examination again?" Mrs Wardah wiped the sweat off her daughter-in-law's forehead.

"Arga's been told, mother?" asha asked weakly in the end. She really wants her husband.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Why hasn't he come yet?" ask Asha while enduring the pain.

"Patience. It's coming soon too. Now focus on your baby." Asha nodded. Then groan slowly as the painful contractions come again. Asha's hand gripped the mother's palm tightly.

Mrs Wardah did not dare to say that her son was out of town. It can stress Asha.

"Arga still hasn't come, mother?" ask Asha again. That question just came up.

"Yet... Any minute. It must be close." Mrs Wardah tried to calm her daughter-in-law by lying. Despite telling Rendra to tell Arga, there is no guarantee that her son will come soon.

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Mrs Wardah is confused because no one can think. It is impossible to call Arga who is still dealing with the fire problem.

"Mrs .. someone came," the midwife told me. Asha was still moaning in pain upon hearing the midwife's sentence. His head wanted to look but could not. He was overwhelmed by pain.

Madame Wardah looked towards the door. With a relieved face, Madame Wardah whispered to Asha, "Your husband has come, Sha. Mother came out first yes .. in exchange for Arga." Asha took off her grasp and let her in-laws go out.

Then changed with the arrival of her husband who was very much in wait. "Hi, honey .. I'm coming. I kept a promise to accompany you during childbirth. Sorry, I'm a little late. It's okay, right?" Arga's hand clasped his wife's fingers.

Seeing the face she loved so much beside her, Asha could not help but hold back tears. Asha simply nodded in acceptance of her husband's apology.

Arga wiped the melted tears just now. "Now you can calm down. I'm right here." While waiting for his wife, Arga asked about the development of his wife. The midwife kindly gave an explanation.

Suddenly Asha felt such a great contraction. Arga was surprised, but soon overcame it. Asha's hand grips are getting tighter. The midwife immediately conducted another in-depth examination.

"It's open seven," exclaimed the midwife.

Looks like the baby in Asha's womb is indeed waiting for his father. Whereas since one hour, the birth canal only reaches two openings. It had made Uti Wardah frustrated and wanted to take a shortcut, namely caesarean section.

But in those twitching moments, the father came. The birth canal is open until opening seven. How magical. Several midwives prepared in front of Asha's bed.

"Sir, really want to accompany your wife to give birth?" ask the doctor who heads this team.

"Yes." Yeah."

"good. Prepare yourself. The labor process will begin."

Asha was in pain with contractions on her stomach that were getting stronger. Arga who was preparing to accompany his wife gave birth, was beside him while tightly grasping Asha's finger.

"Nwg... " Asha groaned as contractions attacked her again. There was nothing else Arga could do but accept the tight grip of his wife who endured the pain while continuing to pray inwardly.

Don't make your mother hurt my son. Looky... Look at the pain she felt. I as a father also could not help but try to accompany him and pray. Only you in the womb can relieve the pain. "Hurry up my son..."

"It's starting to look at his head, madam. Let's push again. Come onl. Don't make your child in the middle of the road."

"Arga..," said Asha as the pain made it more difficult.

"Yes, I'm here. I'm with you."

His breathing began to growl. Sweat soaked his face, hair and neck. Asha fought hard for the baby who is now in the womb.

"Breathe first. Then push again. Ja. Continue madam. Scramble harder." The midwife took scissors to cut off the lip of the birth canal to help the mother give birth more easily.

"What are you doing?" asked Arga with a faint frown on his forehead. His two eyebrows fused together. The look on Arga's face showed his dislike.

"I will help open the birth canal for easier childbirth" explained the midwife. Arga still sees no likes.

"Don't be so displeased. You must ask my permission first as her husband."

"It's the procedure of mother giving birth to master. If they are not able, we help. It doesn't hurt sir." The midwife intends to perform an episiotomy or scissor procedure ***** to speed up the birth process.

(Epysiotomy is a minor surgery in which the skin and muscles of the perineum are slashed to widen ***** making it easier for the baby to exit at birth.)

With the help of other midwives, Asha was still straining when Arga argued with the midwife.

"No. My wife can. Put the scissors down and go back to handling it like before on my wife."

"Good." The midwife became frightened as the look in Arga's eyes looked extremely angry.

"My wife. Fight once again. I'm still here with you. Don't surrender. I know you can do it" whispered Arga in Asha's ear. This woman's eardrum heard her husband's gentle whisper. While grinding her teeth, Asha pushed again and....

"Oek, oek!" Baby screams are heard echoing in this delivery room. Asha felt an incredible relief. The pain he felt disappeared. Just tired and sweaty. Their babies were born safe. When he saw the baby being lifted, Asha felt a deep sense of novelty.

"Our baby is born, baby... You're great." Arga hugged his wife and kissed her head in love. Arga's tears also flowed because they were moved to see the birth of their baby.

Arga's back wiped his tears. The baby still let out his cries loudly in the hands of the midwife holding him. Arga is eager to hug the baby now.