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I was stunned to hear my mom say that labor is still long. I could even delay going to the hospital.
O God, the opening of the two races is like this. And how else am I going through the next 8 openings.
After dawn, the pain I felt became more and more unbearable. I stood and held on to the side of the bed, Rion always faithfully rubbed my lower back gently.
"Bi, to the hospital, Yuk." Take him to it several times.
I grimaced and it was like something was exploding at the bottom of my body and after that water splattered on the floor.
"Bie... This what?" rion asked in surprise.
"Ambiotic water!" I was surprised too. Why did my membranes break so fast. I sat on the sofa and Rion painstakingly cleaned my legs up to my sensit*fku area.
"We're going to the hospital, Yon!" I endured countless pains. I even squeezed my negligee.
"I'll call mommy first, Bi." Rion immediately came down and not long after he went back into the room.
He replaced me with a long cotton negligee to make me comfortable. He also put on a hijab for me.
"You want to make up your favorite baby?" tawarmya chuckled.
I'm laughing too. "So much less beautiful than the baby."
Rion helped me down, and Chiara groped the suitcase I was about to bring. The suitcase that contains all my gear and bay while in the hospital later.
"Don't panic, Bi. Relax yes..." My mother led me to the terrace.
Papi standby behind the wheel. Mami and Rion accompanied me in the passenger seat.
"Eeegh! Shhhh!" My hiss every time the contractions come. Sometimes negligee, sometimes Rion's shoulders and hair are easy targets for my grip.
We arrived at the hospital. The delivery room with the best service I have received at this time. How not, if this is a big history for hospitals, doctors and related medics. The first granddaughter of the owner of the hospital they will help with her birth.
The sun began to be seen and its light began to penetrate the large window glass in this very large room.
The delivery will be done in this room. There are two rooms in this large room. One delivery room and one more room for the family to wait during the labor process.
Pain that I think more and more often and not restrained anymore. I don't know, I don't think I'm strong anymore.
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Orion
I would love to borrow the advanced tools that doraemon has. Tools that can speed up time or that can reduce pain. I was frustrated to see Bi who. isshh I don't know I can explain it anymore.
Both my parents, and Bi's parents always accompanied. Mom and Dad came to them when they told them we were in the hospital.
Whether called breakfast or lunch, I took the time to feed Bi who had been flooded with sweat. "A little dear." I feed a spoonful of chicken porridge that Mother Una brought from home.
Every one of the mouthfuls, contractions came. Eating 5 mouthfuls just tastes so long.
"Udah, Yon." Bi refused the sixth bribe.
I follow his will. I put the bowl of porridge back on the table. Bi slowly walked by holding onto the wall while I followed wherever she moved.
Bi went into the toilet. "What do you want, baby?" my many.
"You need a pup."
I waited for him and went into the toilet. I knelt in front of him. Bi grabbed my shoulder with all her strength. It didn't matter if it could make him resistant to his pain.
I held her stomach. "Quick out dong dear, father and mother have been impatient to meet you." I spoke to the baby in his stomach.
"You're looking for a way out, aren't you? Keep trying, unfortunately, Dad." I kissed that tight stomach.
We stayed inside for a long time until the sound of my mom was heard outside the toilet. "Yon, what's?"
"Bi wants a pup ma," I shouted from inside the toilet.
"Can bi?" mom comes in.
Bi shook his head slowly. "Not out, Ma. It hurts a lot ma. There's no more blame. Keep hurting maaaa."
"Maybe it's a complete opening, Bi." My mom and I took Bi out of the toilet. Mami and the doctor and several sisters who were in the delivery room prepared to do their duties.
Mama and I were next to Bi's head. While mom and doctor see the birth canal. "Opening 8, Doc." Said the doctor who handled Bi on mommy.
It had opened 8 and Bi seemed to have been limp and unable to endure the pain anymore. The medical team decided to install an infusion to maintain the adequacy of fluids during the laborious labor process.
"Sakiit, ma." He groaned at the mama who kept wiping the sweat on her forehead.
"Aahh! Sakiittt Yon!" His mouth kept on puffing. His hand kept tightly clutching my hand. Yes, right now I have your hands clasped tightly together.
"Mi, we're caesar, Mi. Rion's not strong Mi." I was desperate to see her in pain again. I don't know when I cried.
"Huus! Can't say that. You should encourage your wife, Yon." Mama said to me.
"Rion! Don't put your wife down. This little struggle is a little more." Mami. "All women who are about to give birth must feel pain, Yon." Continue mama.
"You're strong, baby." Whisper mom on Bi. "Istigfar, son, continue to recite. Read the prayer of the Prophet Jonah, Bi. Pray that it'll be easy, son."
"Laa ilahaila anta subhaanaka innii kuntu minad dzoolimiin." Brother Bi immediately said the prayer. Prayers that I often hear when he is going to sleep, even when watching television he serenang uttered while stroking his big stomach.
"Prepare, mother, set the breath yes... The opening is complete and the baby is ready to be born." The doctor began to give a warning to Bi.
"Aargggh!" Bi again screamed in pain.
"Bi... Come on Bi, you can love!" I whispered in his ear, kissing his temple with a heart that was incessantly praying.
"Don't scream, Mother. Stifled by his voice, his chin sticking to his chest, look at his stomach huh... Look at Dede who's getting ready to go out."
"Somebody push, Doc." Sahut Bi fast.
"Pull your breath..push!"
He followed the instructions of the doctor. She pushed as hard as she could but was unable to get our baby out. Bi's head drooped weakly in the delivery bed.
Me, don't ask! My feet were already shaking and it felt like the floor on which I stood would collapse in an instant.
"Yetoo." I even whined at my in-laws.
"The cheese is still shy, Bun" said the doctor, trying to reduce the tension. "Once again, Bun."
"One more time, dear." My whisper with a trembling voice.
Bi strained once again as the contractions came.
"His head is visible, Bi." Mami's voice like the wind of heaven. Cools.
"A little more, Mother." The doctor encouraged.
"Come baby! He's also struggling to get out, Bi."
Bi back straining, still not. "Hair is thick, Bi. C'mon baby! Again, I can kid!" Mami why is he like a football fan.
Bi strained once again. And his head again drooped limp with hunting breath and sweat flooding his entire body along with the cry of a loud-sounding angel.
"Alhamdulillah...." The whole room gave thanks.
I could see the red baby crying and now it was being cleaned by the nurse.
Everything was not going as fast as it was. The placenta comes out easily and everything goes smoothly.
The beautiful baby is now lying on his stomach on my wife's chest. I echoed the azan next to him with tenderness. The beautiful baby was moving her hands and feet. His head also moved in search of his source of life.
After I finished the persecution, I did not hold out for a moment. I saw how the magical baby tried to devour my wife's body.
And succeed. I kissed Bi's forehead. "Thank you for this incredible miracle, baby. I love you."
"Love you too, baby."
I turned on my daughter's very soft puffed cheeks. "We love you, baby Shaqueena Aludra Danadyaksa."
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I was born with the queen yes... 😊
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