That man is my husband

Contractions

The morning has arrived, the chirping of birds adds to the wonderful atmosphere this morning. The aroma of air that is so soothing and the breeze that baham bah on the beach 😁.

This morning we were getting ready for a pilgrimage to the tomb of the same Mother Father. After breakfast and farewell to the Mang Adang family and return home, we went to the funeral. His funeral is not far from the house ten minutes already just walk and pass the shortcut of course.

While the driver waited on the side of the highway, because by chance the distance of the cemetery to the road is very close. In the vortex of Mother and Father I pray that they in the grave there will find a good place, be kept away from the torment of the grave and be enlightened and enlightened.

" Assalamu'alaikum yes the gravedigger, Mother, Father, Aisha and Jo came. But we are not alone, here there is a husband and children Aisyah. While Jo he and his future wife. We miss Mom the same Father. Sorry just came back"

After feeling satisfied, treating my longing for Mom and Dad. We also continued the journey to tourist attractions that are close and in line with the direction of returning to Jakarta.

And the tourist attractions are, Cire*ng. In this place presents the beauty of nature and clear flowing water in the river. It may seem ordinary but it is a good destination. Everyone who comes must want to play in this river, the water is seger, clear but remember this is not a river like citarum river, or other large rivers. It is often called cileueur.

This is a small current, a lot of rocks and safe to soak instead of swimming well.

actually there are many more tourist attractions here, but because of the pursuit of time finally this place is on its way. Mas Irman was worried about my contents, even to the point where he thought how if suddenly contraction, would be troublesome if it reached the body here. Not yet it's all absent by Mas Irman, mending if the benefits of what he said, but this? so unfortunate. But still the order of the husband is number one, even though it feels still at home here if the husband has told you to go home? jaudah let's go home.

Satisfied playing on the cire*ng river, finally with a heavy heart to return to Jakarta, the children are actually still reluctant to go home, so the children are still reluctant to go home, but as usual Mas Irman's mainstay style he released to make the children so agree to go home. Until now I never knew what Mas Irman actually did or what he promised the children until they always just sorted out .

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After the Ashar prayer around 16:00 am we returned to Jakarta, as usual a rowdy car by my three children, and Jo who was chatty more than a girl,not to mention later plus sikembar not later if pregnant again.hehe mind has moved to pregnant again, which in the stomach has not come out.

Since it was time to pray Magrib, the car stopped first and looked for a mosque near the road for us to perform the Magrib prayer. Still the most important worship, mumpung ride a private vehicle so sepetin first worship.

Without waiting long, finished praying immediately depart again because of chasing time. Tomorrow's Monday the kids are going to school.

Everyone in the car started sleeping, except the driver and me. My eyes were sleepy but my stomach suddenly felt a contraction, I started to panic as it was still half way to Jakarta. Cold sweat started to come out but a few minutes later her contractions disappeared. And I'm sure it's a false contraction.

I began to close my eyes again after the heartburn suddenly disappeared. Two hours later I felt a contraction again, I started to get nervous.Maybe the driver saw my strange gelagat from behind the rearview mirror.

" Mrs is okay? ask the driver

"Where are we? is it still far away?

" New lady" replied the driver.

There were about two hours to Jakarta again - again cold sweat flooded my body. I deliberately did not want to say mas irman was afraid he even blamed me because he was determined to travel far. I finally had a contraction on my way home.

I try not to get nervous, slowly I take a breath and throw it away. That I did many times until the heartburn to give birth was gone. And this is the second false contraction and the distance is quite far from the first contraction to the second contraction.

A few hours later her contractions appeared again, and this was so frequent. I'm sure this is when I'm going to give birth because the distance of contraction to the next contraction is only five to ten minutes.

"pir, where are we?

" It's almost to the lady...

"Please go to Irman's hospital right now" I said in a panic.

" Mad.m wake up.. Aisha is giving birth"

But the one called did not wake up, I tried to call Irman mas once again, in a rather loud voice.

"Mas Awake! Aisyah wants to give birth to "my jolt

To make all the occupants of the car who are asleep wake up. The situation in the car is getting worse. Not to mention the child who suddenly cried seeing me groan in pain.

The panicked me even more panicked to hear the cries of the children. Now the position of sitting changed which was Mas Irman in front, now switched by Jo while calming Arsya who was angry. Mas Irman sat next to me while stroking the hot-tasting bok*ng.

While the Shakira twins along with Shafira are in the backseat with Riska, they are also not lost. Imagine so crowded in the car, which makes me even more dizzy.

" pears spout the way, which hold well. Breathe out of the nose and throw it out of the mouth, "Irman's instructions.

I just keep doing what Irman instructed me to do, so I can calm down and not panic.

I never stop chanting prayers and sholawat so that my labor process runs smoothly. And somehow the road to the hospital feels like a long time, already from earlier mas Irman said that the speed of the car is a little in the rise a little. But still not nyampe - nyampe.

Fifteen minutes later

The car stopped right in front of the entrance, and Irman immediately got out of the car and called some nurses to bring a wheelchair. Why a wheelchair? because somehow I want him to be taken in a wheelchair.

I was taken to the delivery room, Mas Irman was with me. Like I once wanted someone to accompany me while giving birth. And now the delivery is.

I tried to gather energy to crush, I held tightly to Irman's hand. Mas Irman did not stop encouraging me and chanting prayers.

It was such a difficult second birth, I felt my strength run out.

" Come madam, in a moment, strong madam" said the diamond doctor who handled me.

But what power I really limp, maybe because it runs out to travel far until my energy is drained.

In the panic energy mas Irman even said that not even make the atmosphere more panicked.

" The diamond doctor said an estimated week again, why now you want to go out. There has been no preparation "sad Irman

she was answered by another nurse.

" sorry sir, that's just an estimate. Could be faster could also be more than the estimate "

Irman stopped from saying those words. And back to me, I don't know how my twin babies haven't come out yet. My hearing began to drift, and my vision began to blur.

Then I don't remember anything anymore.

tbc