Papa To Kirana

Chapter 2 Birth and Death

A drop of rain fell on the top of my head. Strain with another drop. Rumbling in the sky is a sign that there will be heavy rain and cold night wind that pierces the bones make anyone not feel at home outside the house.

I immediately let Karina into the car. Help pairing seat belts for Karina. Then do a car to find the nearest hospital or clinic.

In the car, Karina was constantly complaining of pain. Several times I turned my eyes to Karina's thin face. The sweat had wet his forehead. Slide up to the neck.

I can't bear to see Karina in such pain. However, I also did not know what to do to minimize the pain. I suck at everything that deals with women.

“If you can't go to the hospital, we'll just go to the midwife. I can't stand it, Balin. I think I want to give birth here.”

Karina shrieks. A scream that made my heart want to escape from its place.

“You hold it for a while, Karina.”

“Ah that," Karina's finger pointed at a house on the side of the road. In front of the house was a sign bearing the name of a midwife.

Beautiful Midwife. I skimmed.

“We stop here only.”

“You sure, Karina? We're not going to the hospital. ”

“No, Balin. Here only close.”

I obeyed Karina's orders to lead her down from the car. I rang the Midwife's bell.

There is no lawfulness.

The lights inside the Midwife's house were still dark. I pressed the bell once again impatiently.

Then within minutes a woman my mother's age opened the door. His eyes wearing glasses were fixed on Karina. Before I said those words, Beautiful Midwife immediately understood what was going on. He immediately let us into the space commonly used for childbirth.

Beautiful midwives immediately prepare all the needs of childbirth with great dexterity and calm. Maybe because he was used to helping the birth process, he could be that calm.

While I'm not. Anxiety, panic, and fear combined in my heart beat. Beautiful Midwife enveloped Karina, then checked the contents of Karina.

“Karina, I'll wait outside only.”

“Do not, Balin. Please don't go. Wait right here. Please accompany me.”

I wave. My neck feels choked with something. “But.. But.. A.. I..”

“Already, Sir. Father here alone accompany the wife of the father gave birth. The existence of the Father can make the Father's wife more calm.” Sahut midwife Beautiful.

I wanted to scream to the Midwife that I wasn't Karina's husband. I've never been in a stressful situation like this. Not only stressful but also awkward. I took a deep breath to get rid of the raging feeling.

“The water has broken. You brought baby clothes and other necessities right?”

Damnit. It's impossible to say that I'm just Karina's friend who helped her escape from her husband's house. What am I supposed to say?

In a moment of panic like this, my brain has a hard time finding a good alibi. I closed my eyes looking for ideas.

“Hmm, yes. Coincidentally, the bag containing the baby clothes missed at home. I had wanted to turn around, but our house was quite far away," I said as I hoped the Beautiful midwife believed.

“Oh then, can wear my grandson's baby clothes only. I'll get it for a while.”

Huft. Thank goodness the Beautiful Midwife believed in my bragging. Beautiful midwife left the room in a hurry.

“Balin," Karina's soft voice called out to me, she stuck out a hand, and I immediately grabbed her, clasping an ice-cold hand.

“You are calm, Karina. I'm next to you.”

I took the initiative to take a tissue to wipe Karina's forehead and neck that had been flooded with sweat. Beautiful Midwife returned with a pile of cloth, then finished her delayed work.

During my time in the delivery room, I saw a scene that made my heart ache. This time I saw the birth process. Karina bled a lot and always said in pain.

It was my vision of how difficult it was for Mom to give birth to me and my sister. It must not be far away like this and it must be like this my father panicked.

I don't know how many minutes I was in the delivery room, which is obviously Karina's unborn baby as well. How long can a baby come out of his mother's stomach? I don't know either.

I kept encouraging Karina. Until the Beautiful Midwife shouted that the baby's head was clearly visible and asked Karina to push once again strongly. However, Karina shook her head weakly. His eyes were half closed.

“I am no longer strong," said Karina Lirih.

“But the baby's head is visible, ma'am. Come, Ma. Take a deep breath. Blow through the mouth.”

Karina kept shaking. Those tired eyes were looking at me. I stroked Karina's head, firmly grasping Karina's hand. I wish I could give Karina my energy.

I bowed near Karina's ear and whispered, “Come, Karina. You definitely can. Any minute. Soon you will be able to meet your son. I'm sure you can get through this. You want to see your son, right?”

“No, Balin. I'm limp once.”

“I'm here, next to you. Come, Karina. Fighting once again. For your son.”

Karina twitched as well as screamed which gave me goosebumps. The next second heard the sound of a very loud baby cry. I was relieved and laughed happily that baby Karina had been born.

Are the feelings my father experienced when I was born exactly like this? Is every father like this seeing his child born? I felt as if the little baby full of blood that was now in the hands of the Beautiful Midwife was my own child.

I can't hide my happy feelings mixed up. I rubbed the wet end of my eyes. I saw Karina raise her head and smile.

“Congratulations, Mother, Father, baby girl. Beautiful as her mother," Beautiful Midwife showed Karina the baby's face for a while, and then took her to another room to clean.

“Karina, congratulations on the birth of your daughter. I'm so happy.”

“Thank you, Balin. It's all thanks to you too. If there were no you, I might give birth on the streets.”

“Who will you name him? Oh yeah, I called your dad, right? I'm telling you that his grandson was born.”

Karina held my arm. Clear so I don't go, “Don't!”

I looked seriously at Karina. There was something strange about him. Her breathing is heavy, her eyes are limp and lips are shaking, “What's up, Karina?”

“I have a request. Will you do it for me, Balin," Karina said in a weak tone. More can be said whisper.

“Yes, Karina. Say!”

“I want you to take care of my son, never meet him with his father. You're the only one who's the father of that baby. I'm pinning him on you.”

“You need to know, Karina. I loved you since we were in college. I feel for you more than a friend. Whatever you ask I will fulfill. I will take care of your son and if indeed you are unhappy with your household, I will take you away.”

Karina smiled. He's like a sleepy man. But he tried to keep his eyes open. His heavy breathing was becoming clearer.

“That's true, Balin. You really love me?”

Karina's hand in my hand suddenly weakened. Karina is like a sleeping person.

No. gabe. No. gabe. Don'tdon't.

I just witnessed the birthing scene that made my heart ache. But it's nothing. The highlight of the most stifling chest was that Karina's eyes were no longer open. I called Karina many times. Shaking his body. Expect him to wake up and this is just a joke.

I checked Karina's pulse that wasn't beating anymore. Now Karina's body was stiff, cold and pale.

Down your head, crying. I can't stand on my feet. A very bitter truth. The woman I admired a long time ago, breathed her last breath right before my own eyes.