
Either the Gita is really tough or it is still not aware of the meaning of the word loss. Her tears also unraveled when she knew that one of the children she gave birth to yesterday was lifeless. However, he is only trying to learn to accept God's determination sincerely for them.
The drama of crying husband and wife in the inpatient room is now over. After hearing the knock from the outside. That is a nurse who has held a beautiful little baby to be introduced to the mother. The baby was immediately placed on top of Gita's chest that was already open. To be introduced to real food sources.
“Hai beautiful ... thank you for accompanying mom and dad in the world.” Sapa Gita bitter. Someways. He has often seen from the monitor screen if in his stomach there are two humans who live with him. But, the universe does not support them to be parents who directly have two children. It is only allowed to take care of one baby.
Gilang also stroked their tiny baby's head, as the tiny mouth learned to look for its source of life in his wife's chest.
“What can he keep here, sus ...?” gita asked the nurse who was still seen waiting for their meeting.
“As long as mom doesn't mind. Sometimes mothers who have just given birth are not used to baby crying, also still need a lot of rest to recover quickly.” Obviously the nurse was on Gita.
“Just let him here first with me. Because, later his father will come home to bury the other one.” Pinta Gita who amazes Gilang. Gita's heart is as hard as a rock. He sounded very sincere about Genta's return.
“We will provide more tips for those of you who are willing to accompany my wife and child. When I can't keep them here.” Pinta Gilang on the nurse who looked confused in front of them.
“No need to give more tips Sir, because caring for patients is our duty.” Said one of the nurses. The deal to leave Gita is over. Now Gwen did not return to the nursery, but remained at the hand of Gita, for she kept looking at her face, she caressed her cheeks and occasionally she kept trying to sue him early on.
While Gilang had returned home, found a crowd of some residents who joined in mourning the loss of their first son. Kevin has everything ready. From home business to food. So Gilang only need to go home to take a shower and prepare to deliver Alm. Genta Akbar Mahesa to his final resting place.
Genta is indeed only a baby, even the date of birth and death on the same tombstone. There was never a recorded life for him. But that doesn't mean he doesn't deserve to be remembered. He kept his memories for nine months in the belly of his mother. Sunglasses helped Gilang to hide his sad bead when he helped to solicit his first son.
“Ikhlas ya Lang's. God knows better your ability to care for and educate your children. He is the one who will welcome you on doomsday.”Kevin patted Gilang's shoulder slowly.
Glazed just a snuggle, with a flushed nose holding something there. Lie if he is not sad, even sad. Because there is no loss that is that easy to love, let alone this is a first child.
The funeral procession is over. Now their focus is only on the recovery of Gita and the health of the baby Gwen. Gilang had returned to the hospital to join his son and wife who had only been a few hours he stayed but grew a sense of longing that afflicted him.
“Asalamualaikum son father and mother beloved.” Sapa Gilang with a tone that already sounded much better than before.
“Walaikumsallam, handsome father.” Gita is happy.
“Where is the beautiful Gwen .. have been able to nen the same mother yet?” tanya Gilang approached her two favorite women.
“Udah smart snacking, dad. But the milk has not been out much.” Gita looked at Gwen who was sleeping soundly on her arm.
“Mother eat a lot yes, let ASI fluently. Here, replace. I also want to hug Gwen, so you can sleep soundly.” Gilang immediately held his daughter, so that Gita could rest.
“Do not put in the box ya A’. Neng hard to see beautiful face enchanting.” Gita told Gilang.
“Gimana Genta ..?” The Gita can tilt her body slowly. So that they can face each other even on different beds.
“It's done. The process went well. It turns out that many who come to deliver it, people in the office and our neighbors also care a lot for us.” The Story of Gilang on Gita.
“Later if you are already healthy, we hold a Tahlilan event for him yes A’. Eneng also can not wait to be healthy soon, so he can go to his tomb.” Gita Pinta.
“Iya. We will go there together to visit him. But without my daughter .. She's very young, she can't go far. Can only be around ketek father dama mother aja.” Gilang spoke anxiously stroking Gwen's cheek the red baby.
“Iya father ..” Answer sounds slurred as a toddler.
“Strains yes Neng. Let's get healthy fast.” Said Gilang who also just felt drowsiness came to her, after some time since Gita gave birth did not have a long time to close his eyes.
The atmosphere of the room was silent for a few hours, before Gita and Gilang were awakened by the sound of crying Gwen who was certainly hungry or wet diapers.
“Stt ... don't be hard-beautiful. Mother again bobo, same father only yes panjanya.” Gilang gasped with a crying voice beside him. However, Gilang was already used to being a standby father. Having his own baby is indeed new, but Arum's child has certainly been with him. So that the instinct to his father is already there. Not to mention during pregnancy, the Gita has often made him suddenly wake up and serve with all his heart.
“Assalamualikum.” Greet the voices of some people behind the door just as Gilang was already holding her baby. They are Diendra and Indira. The new ones are ready to visit their daughters and grandchildren.
“Walaikumsallam.” Reply Gilang who still looks busy calming Gwen.
“Mama ..” Gita woke up hearing a noise in her room.
“Congratulations yes dear is already a mother. Sorry, mama did not accompany you much during your pregnancy.” Indira sounded sad.
“Ga papa .. mama should also take care of health.” Answer the understanding Gita.
“Child papi .. already a parent. Have patience, son. Love the princess who is still safe for you.” Hugged and kissed Diendra to her only daughter.
Haru ... that's what's now framed in Gita's inpatient room right now.
Connect ….
Don't sulk with the courage to eliminate the Genta in this work. I always say life is not always beautiful. There are a lot of things that we can look at with positive glasses.
Stay spirit🙏