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...Dinda POV....
These pains and aches often come and go at will. I also do not know from the books I read, from the experience I got, all this is normal if my gestational age is old. Yes.., my gestational age has now stepped on 9 months just to count the days then I will give birth to Princess Mas Kean of this world.
But I just kept quiet, I kept this pain a secret from papa I don't want Papa to panic or anything like that I want everything to relax and go easy.
Learning from Ayman's labor period where Papa was so panicked that he even took me to the hospital 2 days before the labor process went normally, I don't want it to happen again.
And this morning I saw my son Ayman he was so handsome in a black suit and a light blue shirt. Yes.., it is his favorite clothes at this time he does not know if the clothes were given by his own father. Mas Andra bought her that shirt when she came home the last time before I threw her away subtly.
" Whoa....! how handsome is Ummi's son going, honey? " I asked with my eyes wide as if I was amazed by him, but I must admit that my son is very handsome.
Ayman is my narcissistic son he loves it when others call him handsome. What complimented him was me, his mother he would smile and blush in shame. It was so funny, it made me even more anxious about him. She wished I would kiss her on the cheek immediately and that I always did to make her happy.
" Iman wants to buy a toy balu...! " he said proudly and laughed as I kissed her cheek.
Y, a new toy is a ransom for yesterday where he whines not to allow Mas Bayu to go home. We promised to buy him a new toy if he allowed Mas Bayu to come home. Isn't that worth it?
"You're not coming? don't want to buy anything else for your future son? " ask dad to me and then his eyes turn towards my big belly.
I just shook my head to hide the pain I was currently feeling. I don't want to have panic on the road later when suddenly I grimace with the pain then Dad will panic panic his panic.
According to the manual that I read the signs of labor one of them is to remove blood spots and until now I have not issued that sign. So, I still feel calm and safe maybe for the next few days this pain will often arise and come.
After saying goodbye to me they then go yes Ayman so happy, the words of the new toy is able to hypnotize him and forget all his sadness.
Shortly after they left, all I did was lie in the room on my left side. The midwife who examined me advocated that.
Unbeknownst to Papa, I have communicated with him. This is all to unravel my anxiety. Learning from my experience in the first delivery, I knew this. At least the mother's relaxed attitude will help the labor process run smoothly later.
The sound of the door knocking. With great difficulty withstanding the pain radiating from the tip of the foot to the tip of my head, it made me grimace occasionally in pain.
It is not pain anymore, but it has moved to the level of pain. I remember, it's not a date yet.
I grabbed the door and opened it. The figure that I had kicked out a few months ago was now smiling to greet me kindly.
" Sir... " Sheets.
I greeted him back and smiled kindly to him "Dad? "
To be honest I was a little surprised now, finding him standing right in front of me. He did not tell me before his arrival, nor did he send me a message I was just confused how to say it maybe this would upset him. When he came here it turned out his son was out with Papa.
" Oh, Mum! Why didn't you say you were coming here too? Ayman just left with Papa."
Unable to hide his face that was originally sparkling now dimmed slowly along with my frame that began to end.
" Really?" his words stopped with his eyes looking down for a moment, "Oh, forgive me for coming here without telling you. I was so happy yesterday when you sent me a message that I could visit him again." He spoke with his hand that rubbed his nape which I guess his nape was not itchy at all it was just his way of breaking his nervousness at the moment.
Oh no son, not now. Please not now. Not in front of him for a second, okay! wait for your brother and grandfather to come home soon.
I spoke in my heart at this moment I felt something else I felt if this daughter of mine wanted to get out of her hiding place all along.
This pain increased many times over to make my hand grip firmly hit the door that I still hold we are still standing in front with Mas Andra who is on the porch of the house and me who is in the house.
" You sick? " Ask with a look of anxiety he really looks anxious even to frown.
" Yes! it's so sick I can't hold it anymore it looks like I'm about to give birth." I answered in a high voice and slightly shook with my hand, which still gripped the door knob.
unexpected it was unexpected his reaction was so great he was so panicked that even running around pulling his own hair was Mas Andre What I saw in front of me at this moment he was confused he was afraid he was panicking.
" Let's go to the hospital now, Eoh! don't wait for anything else, I don't want anything to happen to you." he said he immediately pulled me slowly and then locked the door and rolled me into his car He left the things he had brought to the house he just put it on the porch carelessly.
No more caring about my repugnance that refuses. Not that I want to reject his good intentions, I just want to take some of my stuff left in the house like my cell phone and my other maternity equipment. The baby clothes I had prepared were also my change of clothes.
He tried to stay focused even though I knew how panicked he was right now.
" Soak, take a breath. Relax, don't say much you just need to breathe. " His words interrupted me as if he was very good at this.
" Mas~~~ this hurts." My moaning to him unconsciously, my lips just say complain to him. For some reason I felt confident in him, I felt I could lean on him. Could it be that all this just felt forced because there was no one else here only she could rely on?
"Pull your breath out slowly to make yourself as calm as possible" he said trying to calm me down trying to give comfort to me in whatever was done it could not reduce my pain at all.
" Hands, hands, where hands! " My cry can no longer control what I feel. I'm honestly embarrassed, but on the other hand I really need this thing I need to get something out. I want to grip something, I want to squeeze it and stick a nail in it.
He was confused even he was wailing around looking here and there looking for a hand. All I know is that his hands are both busy driving.
" Hands!!" My shout again was full of affection and my eyes were so sharp looking at him I knew now I was getting carried away. This pain that filled my body made me look at him like that.
He stuck out his hand and then I clutched firmly maybe I I I've now stuck I'm turning into Wolverine now.
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...Author POV....
" Oh, ouch! this hurts. Please Dinda, don't be like this. It's sick!" Andra complained of complaining of pain because of the grip of Rinda's hand that was so strong on her wrist really Dinda now looks so terrible she looks like a werewolf.
" Quiet! I'm sicker than this you know! " Dida said full of passionate emotions He was very upset about the rejection of Andra who complained of pain.
" Yes, yeah, I know. But please, don't be like this it hurts so much, may I just rub your stomach to ease the pain?" Andra's gaze was so sweet and sad. It seems he thought in a flash of the past, like this maybe about when this ex-wife, gave birth to her son into the world of pain, holding back tears, she said, pouring sweat and sweat and energy drained out. Risked his life for their son.
" Patience please be patient soon we arrive." Said Andra who was trying to be calm despite the current panic had attacked him to the tip of the foot.
Unconsciously and carried away, Andra's hand stretched out, his hand rubbed slowly Dinda's large stomach. And, her reaction was shocking. The pain was gradually lessened, Dinda could not breathe more regularly now. She felt the comfort and serenity there might be something she missed from the figure of her late husband. Yes, he wants in the process of delivery accompanied by Keanu and now all that is in front of him is the figure of Andra. Perhaps this little bit of attention could replace what he had longed for.
" It broke! " Said Dinda with a slightly higher tone of voice than usual and her gaze, she stroked, she was stunned staring at Andra.
" What broke Dinda? no one broke my car's tires all right. It still feels the same as yesterday" said Andra said after feeling if the car he was riding in is fine now.
" Not your car tires. Who's worried about your car? my membranes are breaking, I'm broke!!" Dinda screamed loudly right in Andra's ear with 1 hand that grabbed Andra's hair tightly.
indeed this scene is more similar to the scene of violence in the household where Dinda as the culprit. While Andra he just resigned he understood everything Dinda did to reduce the pain.
" Yes yes, my goodness! geez baby! " Chord Andra accidentally called Dinda with a Call of Love. But it also did not affect Dinda who currently may have deaf ears because of enduring the pain in her stomach area.
" Hurry Do you want me to give birth here? You want me to give birth in your nice car? You want your car dirty? You want the car to smell blood fishy? Ohhhhoo!!!" again Dinda's nagging hit the target, because she spoke loudly right in Andra's ear by pulling up Andra's hair again. Many times the outpouring of emotions occurred and maybe now Andra already wants to wave her hand to the camera?
Nah! that's not Andra's style. Andra was enjoying the pain. At least with Dinda's actions like that, he could again be closer to his sister as well as his ex-wife who is the mother of his beloved Son.
do whatever you want to do if it all reduces your pain do I'm ready to be your outlet. Andra said in her heart she spoke a lot of words to vent all her pleasures at this time. It's okay even though there will be a lot of scratches on his wrist.
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In the hospital.
" Silver Mother Family!!" Excited the nurse at the receptionist called you who had been restless to walk here and there waiting for Dinda's delivery to be completed.
" Yes my Sus, I'm her brother." Andra said and immediately walked in a hurry to approach the nurse.
" You can come in, the baby can be adopted now you can teach him now" said the nurse with a sigh he was very happy to see the labor process that went quickly and smoothly.
" yes, thank you" said Andra who expressed her happiness with a sigh as if many butterflies were flying in her chest and tickled her slowly making her laugh with excitement. it was as if he was the biological father of the baby who had just opened his eyes to see the world.
Tears as Andra held the tiny baby who was still red. Yeah, that little baby was so pretty he inherited Keanu's face. Complete Keanu. Andra cried tears of sadness when she remembered the face of Keanu who was so similar to the baby she was currently carrying. A man who has much to do with him. The man who sincerely took care of his son from the time he was in Adinda's womb, until the end he closed his eyes. Keanu is the only man who sacrificed his life to help his son.
" look at your daughter Dinda so pretty she looks so much like her father." Intentions Andra wanted to praise the beauty of the tiny baby was just another fruit, the praise was back to remind Dinda as if Andra was sloughing again old wounds that Dinda tried to heal with all her strength.
" Yes He is very similar to my late husband." Sahut Dinda who deliberately emphasized the word of the deceased so that Andra was aware of his speech.
" Oh I'm sorry. " Andra is not so good-natured that is his intention he just really sincerely admired the beauty of the little Princess. " I don't intend to remind you of her passing but this daughter of yours is indeed very beautiful will you name her? "
" I don't have the name Mas. Even my husband hasn't had time to choose a name for her, but he's gone first." said Dinda who is no longer able to hold back her grief that erupted she cried bitterly at this time to remember her friendship with Keanu long ago.