Sumayahs

A Night of Struggle

On the same night. The roar of lightning still filled the entire universe. The wind blew away whatever was in his path. The sky was as if wrathful to man as it sent down the storm that night to warn those who were alpha.

In the midst of the storm, a young woman struggles between life and death to bring new life to the world.

"Doctor .. help me!" she groaned alone in the quiet delivery room. Where did all the medical personnel go?

They were all gathered listening to the instructions of the people in official uniforms.

However, a doctor who did not know there was a gathering was rushing to the delivery room. He was ready to help the woman's struggle.

A Sister came just before she pulled the door lever.

"Doctor, wait!" He closed the delivery room door that had opened a little.

"What's up, Sus?" Wrinkled the doctor's forehead when he saw the nurse's unpleasant face.

"Look, Doc ... The master gave the order that we take the baby, and tell her that the baby she gave birth to is dead" she half-whispered.

The woman inside, silent. Withstand the strong push of the baby who continues to squeeze out. Her sharp ears could clearly hear what the two people outside her room were talking about. His tears were dripping, he should be able to play by himself.

"Then, what about his mother?" ask the doctor, "what about all the costs? Will you be willing to pay for everything?" continues asking. It was just money on their minds.

"Doctor take it easy, if we manage to do as Master ordered, then let alone your cost will exceed it for us." The excitement as he said it was even a slight screech that almost screamed.

"Sstt .. hold your voice, Sister!" He glanced at the small glass on the door of the room. Make sure that the women in there don't hear their conversation. After making sure, he returned to the sisters in front.

"Doctor .. please! The baby is out!" the woman in the room shouted.

"Come, Doc! Maybe it's time, we have to be careful not to happen to the baby" the nurse said uneasily.

The doctor nodded, they entered with several more officers who would help with the birth of the girl's child.

"Doctor ... hurry! He's out!" his screams coincided with thunderbolts blasting across the sky. Jolting the four people who were already standing in front of the woman's feet.

"Silence, Mistress! Listen to my instructions!" tell the doctor gently.

"Doctor, I can't stand it. I'm not strong, Doctor! Please, hurry!" please with a face with severe pain.

"Good .. calm down, Madam. Breathe in slowly, then exhale! Keep doing it over and over again to unravel your tension, Madam," the Doctor asked.

The woman did as the doctor ordered, took a deep breath and breathed in slowly.

His eyes were wide open, looking at every inch of the faces of the medics who were helping him. Locking them in memory, there was no way he would just forget about it.

"Come, Madam! Are you ready?" ask the doctor again while widening the legs of the woman even wider. He resigned, his son must be born safely. His son had to live, he wanted to hear his crying voice.

Duars! Duars! Duars!

Out there lightning strikes nonstop. Rumbled like a big bunch of raging animals.

"Push, Mistress!"

"Gatghhh!"

The woman pushed with all her might, hoping that at the first push the baby would be born immediately. However, he was still looking for his way inside.

"Hold it!" The doctor ordered. He took a lot of breath gathering energy to be able to push him even stronger.

"Yes, Madam! Push again!" The woman returned. Stronger than ever. Back hoping at the push the two babies would come out, his head started poking.

"Good, Mistress! The baby's head is already visible!" support the Doctor to encourage the woman who has been helpless.

"I'm not strong anymore, Doctor!" he said with breath. Almost giving up, and desperate to remember her husband will separate her from the baby.

"Come, Madam! You mustn't give up, you must be strong for the sake of your child!" the doctor again shook the woman's consciousness. He must be strong for his son.

The woman again took a position, preparing to push the third time. He screamed loudly.

"Aragh!"

Duars!

"Congratulations, Madam! Your baby's a boy" said one of the sisters in the play.

The woman smiled wryly before rolling unconscious.

"Doctor, he fainted!" yell at one of them.

"Leave it! Your people are out there who will take care of it," he said, leaving the delivery room to take the newborn baby to the baby's special room.

There was only one person who could not bear to see the woman's condition. He examined the birth canal and took the initiative to clean it. Luckily, there's nothing to sew. He simply cleaned it up and left it unconscious.

"I'm sorry, Madam. I'd really like to help you, but I need this job too. Sir will fire us if we don't do his orders" he said regretfully. He bowed respectfully to her before leaving the delivery room.

The woman's eyes were dripping with water, she was actually just pretending to faint in order to trick the medics. Before long the door of the room opened again, the nurse came back in by bringing food for her. Put the tray on the table next to the maternity bed.

"Madam, if you're awake, don't forget to eat the food as well as the medicine I provide. You are a good person, but why did Master do this to you?" he said he felt sorry for the helpless figure who still closed his eyes even though he knew women would not hear because of his fainting condition.

He turned back to leave the delivery room in fear. He was afraid that if he was caught taking care of the woman, he would soon be kicked out of the hospital where he worked.

Hearing the door shut. The woman opened her eyes after making sure there were no sounds she heard. His eyes glanced at the closet, he had to try to be able to sit up. No one helped her, she was alone.

"I must be strong for my son!" he changed his position to sit. He took a tray and put it on his lap.

"I must have the energy, I must recover." He muttered before devouring the food into the toilet. He also took the medicine provided by the nurse. Vitamins and anti-pain.

A little bit of energy recovered. It's okay, what's important now is that he has the manpower to execute his plan.

"I should be able to get out of here before they come," he murmured with unanimous determination.

He lay down again when he heard the sound of steps approaching the delivery room. Don't forget, hide his used tray.

The door opened, a step came closer. Two people, approaching him. He waited anxiously, waiting for who came? What are the people her husband commands?

"He's still unconscious, sir. His condition was very weak, making him faint immediately after the baby was born. It was likely that his life would not be helped if not immediately given action." The doctor's voice was rubbing his ear drum.

"Good! Just leave him like that. My men will pick it up at midnight" said another voice so familiar to the woman who pretended to have fainted on the bed.

'You want to get rid of me, motherfucker! Just look! Are you capable of doing it?' He threatens in the heart. She was a brave woman, but to carry out the plan she had to carry out this pretense.

"What's the condition of the baby she was born with, Doctor?" The woman put on a fine ear. She should know how the baby is.

"He's healthy, sir. Nothing less, white and clean, as handsome as you are" replied the Doctor who published the man's faint smile.

'My son! Wait for Mom, son! We'll go together from here!' whispered the woman's inner voice after hearing the news about the baby she had just born.

"Can I just take him?"

'No, shit! Don't take my son! You dick!' he swore in his heart.

"I'm sorry, sir. For now, the baby still needs supervision from the medical team. You can visit him every day here, we have to make sure of his condition first. Only then can you bring him home," he replied timidly.

The man they called Master, let out a disappointed sigh. It was clearly implied from the look of his bent face.

"Well, do what's best for him! I don't want anything to happen to my son" he threatened fiercely. Her index finger was pointing at the doctor's face. The body clad in that proud white uniform, shivered instantly.

"Ba-good, Sir!" said staggered.

The arrogant man turned around and carried his steps out of the room. He breathed a sigh because of it. Glanced at the pale-faced woman at a glance before leaving the room.

The woman cried silently, demanding justice. The lightning out there is still gleaming. He stuck to himself in a quiet space.

"I can't give up! This war is just about to begin! I will fight to the point of blood loss. I won't let my son live with those bastards!" his determination rubbed his cheeks that were flooded with tears.

The postpartum pain was not felt because her heart was much more sick to hear her husband's rotten plans.

"Look at it, Kevin! You'll be overwhelmed to face me! Your power won't discourage me from fighting!" he slammed it with eyes squeaking full of determination.