One Roof With Maduku

WINDA GAVE BIRTH

Winda's lying in the hospital ward. Beside her was her mother-in-law, Mother Hartini. Lovingly, Mother Hartini faithfully accompanied her ex who had begun to grimace in pain because of her contract. His face began to massage. His anxiety began to show. His eyes were still on the exit. As if waiting for someone to come near him. Aye! Vinda is very much looking forward to the arrival of her husband, Surya. At times like this, she desperately needs the presence of Surya who can accompany her in pain when giving birth to their baby love. It's been a while but what I've been waiting for hasn't come.

The door to the room was opened. It turns out that the one who came was Pak Hartono and his daughter, Intan, who was none other than Surya's sister. A disappointed face came from Winda. The person she expected had not arrived. Mother Hartini who caught the anxiety of Winda waiting for Surya began to calm Winda.

" Winda! Don't worry about Surya. You just focus on the birth of your child, baby. It's possible that Surya is in a busy life that can not be disturbed" said Bu Hartini.

" His HP can't be reached, Ma?" ask Intan bluntly. Instantly pinched by Mr. Hartono.

" No! It's possible that the battery dropped." said Mr. Hartono.

Not long after the door was opened. Some sisters entered by opening the two doors. The sister approached the lying-down Winda.

" Mom, daddy, sorry! You will take the patient to the delivery room" said one of the sisters swiftly pushing the iron bed.

" Oh yes, sister!" sahut Bu Hartini while giving space so that the nurse can freely push the patient's bed.

" Winda! You have to be excited, baby!" said Mother Hartini while holding the head of Winda gently.

" Winda! Don't think no, son!" sahut Pak Hartono's.

" Mbk Winda! The spirit of the Winda!" intan said to encourage.

" Yes, thank you very much Ma, Pa, Intan! Pray for me and my baby well." said Winda quietly.

The sister took and pushed the iron bed upon which Winda lay into the maternity room.

Good Lord! What am I worried about, right? Who am I to expect, when this pain in the life bet? What am I going to do if this loneliness kills my mind so much? This longing enveloped the freezingness of my body that shivered bitterly. I miss your figure so much. Why don't you come when I need you so much. Where are you, baby? This pain and suffering is like piercing my heart. When not even your shadow can I reach with my hand.

Even when my hand was unable to grab and hold that big. I fell in silence and missed. Your presence is like being seen as barren waiting for the rain to fall. It feels empty that waiting. Silence also feels stifling the heart. To increase the pain of my burden.

Come quickly! And hold this hand. Hurry home! Help me ease this pain. I need you on the side. Without you the world is deserted. Without you this empty life. It is like walking without setting foot on the earth. Flying because of this emptiness of sight. Sweetheart! Hurry home! And run back to reach this tiny, tiny hand. Together we return to happiness.

For a long time, the waiting room door finally opened. One of the sisters came out and approached Pak Hartono and Bu Hartini who were sitting in the waiting room chair.

Ms. Hartini rushed up from her seat.

" How's sister?" tanya Bu Hartini accompanied by Mr. Hartono with a face of panic and full of questions.

" Thank God, sir! Mother and baby survived. Grandson of father and mother, man." said the sister with a smile and shook hands of mother and father Hartono. Intan who heard all of that smiled happily.

" Thank God! We're already Ma's grandparents!" said Mr. Hartono happy ria.

" And I'm already Auntie dong!" sahut Intan was also happy with the birth of his ponakan.