My son is poor, My Son is Wasted
The Struggle Towards the Delivery
Adhan Fajr had said, Immediately I got out of bed with a crumbling body of course .I set foot into the bathroom to clean myself and ablution .
With eyes that are still swollen while prostrating I raise all my complaints to the creator, it is impossible to just forget the words of my husband last night.
Only Istighfar, tawakkal and asking for the same guidance of God can I do now.
After the morning prayer I immediately met the mother who was cooking in the kitchen, with her patient face mother turned and smiled while saying "have woken up " my answer is yes while hugging my mother.I feel bad for my mother never goes away.
Breakfast is available at the dinner table ,We gather for breakfast and while chatting .
"Want to check where ndok is"? He opened the conversation ,
Don't know sir, "maybe in the nearest midwife just "I replied while spooning fried rice in my mouth .
"Later mother delivery after work yes ndok, later at 4 o'clock mother has gone home" said mother, I agree.
Finish breakfast mom and dad ready to go to work , sister also has gone to school .
Because the workplace father and mother are opposite so each carries his own motorcycle.
I'm alone in the house, slowly I take my stuff2 out of the suitcase and some are in the carton .
No time shows at 12 noon .
Assalamualaikum ,,, walaikumsalam answered me .
Ceklekkkk the sound of the door while open there is a sweet smile engraved on the corner of my adek lip .
Already come home my question while he kisses the back of my hand ,iya bayu his name .
Already brother, change clothes gih keep lunch, finish eating directly pray .
She quickly passed from my sight towards the back room.
Finish I tunaikan dzuhur prayer, whether I don't know, suddenly my waist feels painii ...
Aduchhhh, I stood up and cleared my face..
With a limped path while holding my waist that suddenly hurt slowly I headed for the room .
I lay down my body and I slumped my legs .
I gently rubbed my stomach, but the pain grew stronger .
Bayyy, Bayyuuu call me to my sister ,
With a sprightly baby is in front of me, "what's up sister" asked her ,
Please massage waist brother, I don't know this deck arrived pain and increased pain .
Without much question with the baby gently kneeling my back .
" How did you feel "? Yes the deck is enough .
I lay my body in bed, not for a long time following my stomach that mules mixed with cramps .
Astaghfirullah why else is this, my murmur .
Because I have not experienced so do not know the signs of giving birth, overseas is very busy working so there is no time to just browse browsing browsing looking for knowledge about childbirth.
Immediately I grabbed my salary that I put under the pillow, I quickly surfed to find information on signs to give birth .
The longer the pain and mules in the abdomen the more it becomes, while at home there are only babies .
Confused and panicked to ask for help who ,
Immediately I called my father and mother but to both no one answered , maybe because the focus of work so ignore his cellphone I thought.
With anxious steps, I went out of the house, without thinking for a long time my steps towards my neighbor's house ,
Asalamualikum, while I hit the door 3 times but there is no answer,
Is it possible the man is behind, my inner .
Astaghfirullahh, this is icha ??? Looks surprised while reaching out to shake hands.
Yes Ma'am, The news is how Bi asked me just a stale base.
Thank you very well, you yourself are like, when to come back here when you do not know you arrived home already ,
Last night, ma'am, I replied slowly.
Finished chatting while enduring the pain in the stomach, I pulled the nafass beratt to express my intentions .
"Mom, may I borrow his motorcycle, because my mother's father has not come home from work while I have important business so intend to borrow the motorcycle Bu Siti ", I told him.
With a full face search Bu Siti allows while asking, "where do you cha , your stomach is already big so , not good own motoran , let's just take mother "
No need Mom, Mum loaned my motorbike to thank you, because I did not feel good if I had to trouble him.
Yes, this is the key to the bike, you are careful on the road, if later you need help you come here just look for mom, replied Ms. Siti.
Soon I passed from Bu Siti's court and went home to take my Wallet and salary .
Do not forget while leaving I say goodbye to the baby, because he is still too early to understand so not many questions, just a nod .
It was 14:00, the heat of the sun was still very strong
Bismillah I say while turning on the motor, by driving Heart I forward to the nearest Midwife, Once there it turns out there is a mother who gave birth, so the mother midwife can not check me.
Withstands the pain, I parked the motorbike at the stall near the midwife's house earlier, slowly getting down from the motor ,
"You buy what mbak "ask the shop owner's mother
Sorry ma'am, I'd like to ask if there are midwives around here again "???
Waduh a bit far mbakk , that's a way a bit Broken he said .
I held my pain as hard as I could while listening to the mother point the way to the other midwife .
"Thank you ma'am "say me and excuse me, Without much chat I segeral passed and drove the motor to the address that the shop owner's mother maxut .
O Allah make easy all my affairs and my steps, always give me strength, while helping me to the house of the midwife.
Sure enough, the road is very steep, I do not feel my tears dripping, either because of enduring the pain or sad face this situation alone .
Almost 15 minutes I drove, finally seen a plaque written by Midwife Pomegranate, with a smile on the lips, then finally arrived
I'll step straight to check 'em out ,
Entering my step check room to be greeted with a friendly smile by a woman probably around 40 years old,
"What complaints did ma'am "??ask her friendly .
From earlier my waist aches bu , and my stomach also mules ,
"Don't give birth, let me check on you"
.While on the papah slowly I helped him to lie down, slowly while being told to bend the knee to make it easier to check .
With deft bu midwife checking ,
"Wahhh this has opened 2 bu opening, it's time to give birth".
Hearing the explanation of the midwife's taste haru , anxious , scared and happy to be 1. Only tears could bring out my feelings back then.
"Where is the family, where is the mother and her husband "??, he asked ,
"I came here by myself ma'am, My parents are at work and my husband is wandering" I replied.
"Astaghfirullah ", said the mother of SambiL midwife stroked my head, as if I knew my heart because from earlier tears did not stop dripping down my cheeks .
"Yes you have laid down first, while waiting for the arrival of your parents, if still Strong in Use walk slowly to speed up the opening process ".Say Mother Midwife Gently.
