
Now the time has shown 16.45.ikhsan immediately cleaned his desk.I don't know why from this afternoon he always thought of Rania.
Ikhsan immediately came out, but he crossed paths with Mr. Bowo.
"You want to get San home?" ask Mr. Bowo
"Ah, yes sir. Is there anything I can help sir?" tanya ikhsan offered to offer herself
"No. go home, and here's my wife for you and my wife.just buy gas and make fruit for your wife.You said your wife is pregnant young right?" Mr. Bowo handed me a small envelope
"Oh Allah sir, I really feel very disinclined. father and mother have been so good," Ikhsan did not dare to accept Mr. Bowo's gift
"Take it. This is not from me, but from my wife. From now on you consider my wife as your mother.and I while in the office remain your superior." mr. Bowo took ikhsan's hand and placed the envelope in his hand
"Thank you so much, sir, say thank you to my mother."
"Yes, equally. go home carefully driving." Mr. Bowo
"Bai, sir, excuse me." ikhsan immediately left the office.he wanted to see Rania immediately
Ikhsan did not open how many envelopes he would give to his wife, and later that night he would come out taking Nia for a walk.
***
After parking his motor. ikhsan rushed to knock on the door. he was a little surprised, usually when he heard he came home Nia was waiting for him and opened the door.
"Assynoltom... Honey, Nia.." call ikhsan along with the beat
"Wa'alaikumsalam.. briefly Mas." in a soft voice Nia walked slowly. The blood did not come out, but she felt pain in her lower abdomen.
Nia immediately opened the door while enduring the pain so cold sweat came out on her forehead.
"Dear, what's wrong with you? why is your face so pale, what happened? are you sick today?" tanya ikhsan leaned in while holding both cheeks of Rania
"Mas, let's sit down first" Nia said softly
"You say it now. Let's go to the hospital. it seems like your condition is not improving." ikhsan refused the wife's invitation to sit down
"There was blood coming out of Mas, but I don't know why.my stomach hurts so much," explained Nia while clasping her hands tightly because of the pain in her stomach
"Astaghfirullah. let's go to the hospital now, let's help you change your clothes." ikhsan told Nia to go into the room.
"Sit down don't move." ikhsan picked up a change of clothes for Rania. After that he put it on slowly."
After changing clothes Rania. ikhsan immediately carried Rania's body slowly.he occupied Nia on the seat of his motorcycle. "You hold Mas firmly yes.if the pain is not able to bear, you say yes Darling." said ikhsan stroked Nia's head fondly and kissed her.
Now the motorbike driven by ikhsan has been speeding quickly.the right hand turns the motor gas.while the left hand holds Rania's hand, Ikhsan is afraid if Nia is unable to withstand the pain in his stomach
"Darling, are you still strong?" tanya ikhsan stroked Nia's hand, she felt Nia's body so limp.
"Still Mas. You just focus not too anxious. I can still survive kok Mas." Nia leaned her head on ikhsan's back and strengthened her embrace
***
It did not take long. now the matic motorbike was parked in the yard of RS. ikhsan immediately carried Rania's body with a steady step he entered into the RS.soon heading to the ER room.
"Dok, please check on my wife, she was three months pregnant.it had blood coming out. And now she feels pain in her stomach," explained ikhsan
"But I will check first, sir, let's bend his leg, ma'am." said the doctor immediately examined Rania
"Does mom feel her stomach pain growing? or reduced ma'am?" ask the Doctor
"More Doc." replied Nia
"Well, we'll call Doctor Obgyn. while waiting for the doctor to come we put the infusion and blood check first ma'am." said the general doctor, and Rania just nodded
The doctor soon passed from them, he called the obgyn doctor and provided other medical devices.
Ikhsan stroked her hair and clasped Rania's hand. "don't worry, honey.all will be well2." ikhsan calmed Rania down and kissed her forehead.
"I'm afraid something happened to our baby Mas.I'm sorry I couldn't take good care of him. Hiks.." regretted Nia while sobbing
"Sstt. don't talk like that. Relax, I believe our son will be fine." ikhsan wiped away Nia's tears. "Darling Papa must be strong, son. You are a great child, just like your Mama." ikhsan kissed Nia's stomach gently.
Now the general practitioner is putting an infusion on Rania's hand. "Mom's doing a tough job?" ask the doctor on the sidelines looking for Nia's veins. Maybe he deliberately brought a talk so that Nia did not feel afraid when the infusion needle went into his veins.
"I was just cleaning the grounds of Dok's house, but just plucking the grass by hand" replied Nia
"That's the same as the heavy work, ma'am, plucking the grass is a distressed stomach. let alone a mother while squatting.is it so Mom?"
"True Doc." Nia replied staring at ikhsan with guilt
Ikhsan shook his head and smiled, he knew Rania must be feeling guilty and wanted to apologize.
"Alright. finished installing the infusion. soon the Labor section came to take a blood sample yes ma'am, please fill in the first data of his wife in the registration section at the end there yes sir. obviously the doctor
Ikhsan immediately met the registration section, and the employee asked about the health insurance used by Rania. Rania does not have any health insurance, because they also do not have KK. then ikhsan was forced through public, namely private pay.
After completing the registration. ikhsan returned to meet Rania who was being blood drawn by laboratory officials.
"It's finished, ma'am, the results are thirty minutes away from being taken to the laboratory room, sir" the officer said to ikhsan
"Where is Sus. Labor room?" ask ikhsan
"Father out of this IGD room, turn right at the very end sir."
"Fine Thanks Sus." reply ikhsan
After the labor officer left. ikhsan again sat on the bench next to Nia's bed. "Is it still painful, dear?" ikhsan asked, clutching his wife's hand
"It has been reduced Mas. was already injected medicine in the infusion." replied Nia while tilting towards ikhsan.
"Alhamdulillah.may be okay, baby, you don't have a lot of thoughts and stress, then our baby will be sad." said ikhsan gently and stroked Nia's hair.
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