Not a Savings Woman

Give birth

Ainaya and Adam had only met for a few hours, but they looked like friends who had known each other for a long time. In fact, the man made sure Ainaya got into the plane. The hand of the lamb became a silent witness to their separation. The meeting was so impressive that it left some memories that were hard to forget. 

''May we meet again, '' cried Adam from a distance. 

I would love to follow Ainaya to the city. However, it is impossible to remember him who settled in Bali.

Aienya responded with a sweet smile and entered. 

Lucky for Mas Adam's wife, she's very nice. Baby, I can't get to know her. 

Ainaya sat down and read the prayer. Wish his trip this time was as smooth as when he left. 

Upon arrival in the hometown, Ainaya immediately contacted Lidya to tell him that he arrived safely and then returned home. 

Since getting off the plane Ainaya continues hissing when his stomach feels pain. 

Is this because of exhaustion, his terka in the heart. He took a taxi to be safer. 

Along the way, Ainaya continued to bite his lower lip withstanding the pain that started to crack. 

God, why my stomach?

Gripped the end of his shirt. Occasionally close your eyes to reduce pain. 

"Miss is not papa?" the taxi driver stopped the car for a moment. 

Ainaya. ''I'm not papa, sir. Please spit a little!'' Trying to find his phone, but the pain continued to spread until his hand trembled and was unable to take it. 

Do I not want to give birth? Ah, but it's impossible. The doctor said it was two weeks away. 

Ainaya got off slowly as the car stopped in front of his alley. He took his bag. Troubled to get home. 

He dropped his bag behind the door. Then, sit on a chair poking both legs forward with your back leaning. Both of his hands continued to stroke his stomach which was increasingly painful. 

''I have to call Haris.'' Ainaya took her phone and called her husband's number. 

Connected, but the man did not accept it just turn it off. 

Ting Tung's

The sound of incoming messages. 

Don't disturb. I busy. 

It turned out that it was a message from Haris warning Ainaya not to disturb him. 

I know, Mas. But it's an emergency. 

There was no other choice, Ainaya called uncle and aunt, all his might talking to them about what he was going through at the moment.

''An aunt will be there soon.''

Ainaya turned off his phone. Is constantly grimacing in pain. 

My uncle and aunt took him to a nearby hospital. They also panic when they see blood flowing from the birth canal. After a long time together, this was the first time they cared about the nephew. 

''The strong one, aunty is sure you can.'' Convince Ainaya before being taken to the delivery room. 

Uncle held Ainaya's hand and said a prayer for the woman. 

Uncle and aunt stood guard outside. Occasionally peeking out from behind the glass door. Inwardly continue chanting prayers to Ainaya who is currently struggling between life and death. 

Aunt approached the pensive looking uncle. Sit beside her until they stare in the same direction. 

''It turned out that during this time Ainaya lived in an ugly house. I think Haris gave him complete facilities like his first wife" said aunty Lirih. 

Uncle rubbed his face rough. All this time he had thought like that, but it turned out that everything was not as expected. In fact, Ainaya lived worse than their home. 

Aunt shakes without a sound. "He's out of town, Doc" he replied. 

The doctor came back in and closed the door. Approaching Ainaya who was curled up while undergoing the examination. 

''Has your husband been contacted?" ask a serious doctor. 

Ainaya shook his head slowly. His face looked pale and his strength began to diminish. 

"But I'll try to contact him again, Doc." Ainaya took her phone with the help of a doctor and made a call to Haris's number. 

Across the street, Jihan, who heard Haris' cell phone ringing, picked it up and knocked on the bathroom door. 

''What's up, honey?" harris shouted without opening the door. 

"There was a phone call from an anonymous number," Jihan said as well shouting. 

''Let's just say I'm still a long time'' Haris replied from inside. 

Jihan sat down and picked up her phone. 

''Hello,'' said in a soft voice. 

Sister Jihan. Ainaya only spoke in the heart 

There was no way he would tell Jihan about her at this time, it would be complicated. Moreover, the one Jihan knew she was only the son of Haris' former maid, not the wife. 

Ainaya immediately closed it again and gave the phone to the doctor. 

''Sorry, Doc. My husband can't go home yet. My uncle will be responsible if anything happens to me" Ainaya said, clutching a bed sheet underneath. 

The doctor looked at each other and nodded in agreement. 

For almost an hour Ainaya felt excruciating pain. He even wanted to give up and ask for surgery, but doctors advised to survive to see his condition is still stable. 

''You certainly can, Miss.'' Doctors and nurses continue to give a lot of spirit. They whispered in Ainaya's ear with good words and prayers. 

''It's opening ten, Doc.'' One of the doctors intervened and examined carefully, while the sisters carried out their respective duties. 

Ainaya followed the instructions from the doctor until an echoing cry made him able to breathe with relief. 

The doctor immediately placed the baby on Ainaya's chest while unbuttoning the upper mother's shirt.

Ainaya shed tears as she could hold her son. The tremendous pain was finally replaced with a beautiful gift, the presence of a tiny baby who is currently looking for food. 

''It's a pity that your papa isn't here, son. But mama promised, soon you will meet with papa.'' Kissing the head of his son gently. 

My uncle and aunt thanked me for the happy news. Although they had not been able to see Ainaya, at least his nephew and grandson survived. 

Haris' chest is pounding. He hugged Jihan. It was the presence of that woman that made her happy. Undeniably, the marriage that runs five years is indeed so warm. 

"What the hell are you, Mas?" jihan asked astonished while looking at Haris' face that looked sparkling. 

"I don't know, I'm happy anyway. Maybe it's all because of you. Pretend to rub Jihan's fake belly. 

Ms. Ida who was on the sofa came smiling to see their affection. 

"You guys go home quick. Mama would rather have Jihan give birth at home than here" said Bu Ida staring at Mr. Indrawan 

The two of them were looking forward to welcoming their first grandchild. Jihan's pregnancy was like rain falling in the dry season. That's what makes Ida change her mind and love her daughter-in-law more and more.

Deg

Suddenly Haris's heart was racing as he remembered Ainaya.