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CHAPTER 6. DANTE SEBASTIAN

"Mother go umrah. Why postponed?"

"But you're pregnant, Lodi."

"Yes indeed. But this opportunity is also rare. Trust me, Lodi will be fine."

The old woman looked at Lodi clingy. He won the first lottery. Umrah with husband. But the schedule came when her two children were pregnant. One widow anyway. The estimated day of birth is so close.

"That's where you can pray for me. Also Nada. For my safety and for Nada. My happiness and Tone."

Mom hugged Lodi. This firstborn stepson is amazing. Even though the sister had hurt amazingly, the affection remained. Although Lodi's attitude to Nada was born changed, but the mother knew very well that her eldest heart was difficult to change direction.

"Yes, mom's leaving. I'll send you to Santi."

Lodi is giving a right thumb.

Small thanksgiving takes place before the departure of the mother and father to the holy land. Tone and Donate present. There's mom too.

"Lodi, if there's anything, call Sumbang. After all, it's his son" whispered the mother.

This time Lodi's expression was flat. Little manyun.

"Lodi, do you need your mom to stay at your house?"

"Thank you, no, Mama. There's Santi ready for me."

Tone just lowered his head in silence hearing all those conversations. My mom still doesn't want to say hello to him.

"Mama go home first. There's nothing you don't doubt Mama's phone, huh?"

"Yes, thank you, Ma" said Lodi, kissing her hand.

"Tone ... Mama's going home,"call Lodi all of a sudden.

Mama spontaneously turned her head in shock towards Lodi. Suddenly stiff expression. Lodi replied with a sweet smile. Mom's rails suddenly softened.

Full of doubt Nada approached mama, then reached out to ask salaman. Without a word mom let her hand kiss Nada.

"Thank you, Mama," said Lodi.

Mama replied with a thin smile. While Nada bowed. There were tears as hard as he could bear.

'Mbak Lodi ..' Nada screams in the heart.

It is the fourth day that mothers and fathers go to the holy land. Lodi at home.

"As long as your parents leave, I won't be far from my life. So as soon as you call, I respond, "santi promised.

Lodi kept busying herself at the stall. Packing things. Serving buyers. That day, buyers were very busy.

"Zula, how come my stomach starts to mule."

"Cappiness. Mother sit down. Zula can do it, alone."

Manut lodi. He sat in the corner of the store. The mules are gone. But just for a second. Ten minutes later, mules again.

"Mom, is it really sick?" ask Zula to worry.

Lodi just grimaced.

"You want the power maybe. Let's go to the hospital right away."

Lodi just nodded.

"I call Mr Sumbang?"

Lodi shook her head strongly.

"Jully?"

Lodi nodded despite the doubt.

Zula paled. But he acted quickly.

"Juki, where are you? To the kiosk, cepet. Miss Lodi looks like she wants something."

"What's? I'll be there soon."

Fifteen minutes later Juki arrived. Then immediately call a taxi online. Lodi's in the car.

"We went to the maternity clinic dr. Rahma," Lodi orders while holding her stomach.

Clinic dr. Rahma is not far away. Twenty minutes have arrived. But all the way Lodi groaned in pain.

"Sir, his wife while being pacified. Dilapnya sweat," said the driver gave input.

"There's a tissue" said the driver again.

"Eh, yes," said Juki nervously.

He pulled the tissue and wiped Lodi's sweaty forehead. That's when the contractions came.

"Yes Alloh ..." - Lodi. Unknowingly his hand gripped tightly onto Juki's hand.

Juki quiet. A long time has never accompanied a woman to give birth. It seems very painful. Lodi who used to calm down until now.

Until Juki's hospital immediately registered Lodi.

"Wife's name?"

"Melodies. But she's not my wife. I'm the employee."

"What is the signature of consent?"

"I have no problem" Juki replied steadily.

Lodi was immediately taken to the delivery room. Juki faithfully accompanied. Calling here and there.

"Zula, get my bike. The kiosk remains open."

"Mbak Santi, Ms. Lodi is in the clinic. But don't bring anything. Baby clothes, change clothes, etc."

Thirty minutes later we heard a baby cry. Santi hasn't reached the clinic yet.

"Sir, the baby's healthy. But my wife had a hemorrhage. You're looking for blood soon, aren't you?"

Juki nodded. "Where?"

"On PMI. I brought you a letter of introduction and a blood sample."

"I'm waiting, Madam Midwife. Cepet ya."

"Mother doesn't want to see his wife's condition first?"

Juki. He's nobody Lodi. Some people give birth to open the aura. But there is no time to explain that Lodi is not his wife.

"The blood I'm going to take is more beneficial than mine, isn't it, Midwife?"

Midwife just gawked at the unusual answer.

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Juki rushed to PMI. There are three blood bags to be taken.

Tuttt

Tuttt

Tuttt

Unknown number. Home phone number.

"Sir Marzuki, how is the blood in the PMI. Is available? The bleeding of my wife is so much."

It was the hospital number.

"There was. It's being matched."

"Come here soon, sir. Don't come by."

"O, yeah."

'Yes, save Melodi's mother, ' Juki prayed.

"How long am I waiting? Hemorrhage patient, nih," exclaimed Juki to the PMI officer.

"Fifteen minutes, sir."

Juki used those 15 minutes for the prayer. Salat hajat, pray for Lodi to be safe. Also the baby.

"Sir, haven't seen the baby yet? Sakep lo kayak Father."

The midwife gave the news after Juki handed over three bags of blood to the hospital. Juki smiled wryly.

'Ih, madam midwife was caught lying. How can you look like me?'

"The kid hasn't been diazani lo, sir."

"Eh? Alright. I'm azani first."

Juki's hand shook as she received the baby Lodi. He used to carry his niece, Santi's son. Luwes holds the baby.

"Allahu Akbar, Allahu Akbar ..."

Aih, this should be the duty of the biological father. Juki doesn't mind. Just pity.

"Mommy's been tidy. You don't want to come in?"

Juki hesitates. The writing 'only the husband is allowed in' is real. But he also wants to see Melodi's condition. How's condition? Santi's mom couldn't come. His son sleeps nothing can be left out.

Juki finally came in. Lodi is lying weak. His pale face was covered in sweat.

"This is your son."

Juki thrust the red baby to Lodi's face. Lodi. I wanted to hug but no energy. The pale face smiled. There is water flowing slowly from both corners of the eye.

'Duh Mbak Lodi, don't cry dong.'

"Where is my son?"

Suddenly I heard a loud question sentence. Who responded to the voice of the midwife to each other.

"Sir, can't come in!"

A desperate break through. Instantly fixated on staring at the extremely pale Lodi. Then stared intently at Juki. The two stared at each other.

"Why are you here?" ask Juki. His loud voice attracted attention.

"Sorry, both of you. Out!"

A doctor firmly told them both to come out.

Juki handed the baby into the hands of Sumbang.

"I've already been able to scream it. Want to rework it?"

But the doctor took the baby.

"One more time, you two get out!"

Juki manut's. Stay strong when stepping out. Falling back, flinching inside.

"Call security!" The doctor shouted out loud.

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