The Angel of Wounds

Chapter 168

Hasna woke up from feeling something wet right under her body. He also just slept. Hasna revealed the blanket that covered her body. How surprised he was when he found his current state.

"Wet?" Mumbled.

"Mas...Wake up." Hasna shook Rama's arm.

"Emmm..." There was only a murmur in Hasna's ears.

"Mas." Once again he woke Rama up, and succeeded. The man is awake too.

"What's up, honey?" Ask Rama. Seen once if he's still sleepy heavy.

"Mas, I'm wetting the bed." Lirih Hasna's.

A line of words that Hasna spoke, able to make Rama open his eyes wide.

"Na-wool?" Hasna nodded slowly.

Rama checked Hasna's bed, and sure enough looked wet. But there is no smell like urine. Rama got up and turned on the room lights. He was even more surprised when he saw there were blood spots also on the bed sheet.

"Darling?"

"Mass?"

The two looked panicked, but Hasna tried to calm down. She has read many articles about pregnancy and childbirth. And what he is experiencing now is one sign that he will soon give birth.

"Blood?" Lirih Rama's.

"Air amniotic?" Lirih Hasna's.

"What water?"

"Mas quickly contact Doctor Yunita. Looks like our son will be born soon." Rama was only stunned to hear Hasna's words.

"Pocketed bag." Hasna said a little impatiently as Rama never left.

"I.iya."

Rama immediately picked up his cell phone and called obstetrician Hasna. He left Hasna alone in the room.

Not long after, Rama returned with Miss Diana. It turns out that he woke up his mother to help him deliver Hasna to the clinic.

"Doctor Yunita asked us to go to the clinic, honey." Rama.

The obstetrician who used to handle Hasna asked Rama to take his wife to the clinic. Because Doctor Yunita's clinic distance is closer than the hospital.

"Are you ready?" Ask Diana.

"Already, Ma. It's in the closet. Please bring me, Rama will help Hasna change clothes."

So deftly, Rama replaced Hasna's nightgowns with more decent clothes, as they would be out of their personal space.

"Mama wait in front." Miss Diana came out first with a medium-sized bag containing Hasna equipment for her delivery.

"Bismilahbornrahmanirrahim." Rama lifted Hasna's body and took her out.

The car was ready, Miss Diana helped to close the car door after the two entered. Mr. Andi himself will take them to Doctor Yunita's clinic.

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"Shhh... Uhhh..." Many times Rama's groans endured the pain.

"Mas Rama why?" Ask Hasna. It seemed like Rama was holding back something that made him feel uncomfortable.

"My stomach hurts so much. It felt like it was running to the back." Rama. Cold sweat began to flood the man's forehead.

"Ckk. Your wife is giving birth, you are mules." Said Mr. Andi from behind the wheel.

"If that is so good. The pain is divided in two. If it's all Hasna, pity." Miss Diana's.

"Can it be more expensive, Pa? It feels like something's stuck." Hasna.

"More notes, Pa. Don't let our grandchildren be born in a car." Said Diana.

Mr. Andi is adding speed. Fortunately, the streets were quiet and the distance from the clinic to their home was not so far away. Ten minutes later, they finally arrived in front of the clinic.

"Take it in." Doctor Yunita. Apparently the doctor was already on standby waiting for Hasna's arrival and greeted her in front of the clinic entrance.

"Lay here." Pinta doctor Yunita.

"Family please wait outside? I'll check it's up to what opening." Pinta dr. yunia.

Miss Diana put down Hasna's equipment, then went out with Mr. Andi.

"Sus please put the infusion." Pinta doctor Yunita on the nurse who is on guard at her clinic.

"Dok, can I accompany my wife here?" Rama asked expectantly.

"I'm sorry, excuse me, ma'am." Doctor Yunita revealed the clothes Hasna was wearing, then examined Hasna carefully.

"It's good that the opening is complete. Ms. Hasna follow my instructions, yes. Don't push if I don't ask. Do not close your eyes too tightly. Ms. Hasna can scream if it makes Ms. Hasna feel comfortable." Hasna nodded in understanding.

"Sir Rama, help me. Please make Ms. Hasna feel as comfortable as possible." Rama simply nodded upon hearing Doctor Yunita's words.

"Bismillah, take a deep breath, Miss Hasna. Hold briefly. Now push it hard." Doctor Yunita gave instructions to Hasna.

Hasna followed the directions that doctor Yunita gave her. Inhale the breath whole chest, and hold it, then push firmly using his abdominal muscles. Three times Doctor Yunita instructed, and Hasna did well.

"Rest for a minute, Ms. Hasna. Breathe-set. Don't tense up, and stay relaxed." Hasna felt as if she had just run a marathon, until her breath was stung.

Rama is seen stiffening as Hasna follows the doctor's directions. Even the pain he had previously felt, he did not feel anymore. The focus is only on Hasna, not the pain anymore.

"Allah makes the delivery of the wife of the servant easy. Give strength to the wife. Provide safety and health to our wives and prospective children. Servant leave all business to You, O Lord."

"OK, Miss Hasna. Now take a breath, hold it.push it firmly." The doctor began giving instructions.

Hasna felt that she could no longer push. It felt like the energy had been drained away, his body was getting weaker. But the baby is not born.

"Yes..." Sluggishly.

"You can do it, honey. You're a strong woman." Rama's words provided motivation. Swiping Hasna's forehead that had been flooded by sweat.

"We'll try again, Ms. Hasna. Take a deep breath. Hold.push as hard as you can."

Rama clasped Hasna's hand, trying to give strength through touch. The pretty face looks flushed, with the muscles around the face clearly visible. Even Hasna's hand was tightening.

"Head is seen, stronger still, Ms. Hasna." Doctor's talk.

"Come on, honey, our kid's almost out." Rama. The man gave a brief kiss on Hasna's lips.

"Laa Haula walaa quwwata illaa billaah." Lirih Hasna's.

Such a strong impulse, and the spirit that Hasna had, made the tiny baby successfully born into the world.

The cries of Hasna and Rama were broken, along with the first cries of their baby.

"Our son was born, I became a father. Thank you, dear." Rama said in between his words.

"Alhamdulillah." Lirih Hasna's. Tears were unceasingly flowing, yet his smile was etched perfectly.

"Alhamdulillah... Baby boy. Congratulations Mr. Hasna, Mr. Rama." The doctor picked up the baby that Hasna had just born. And handed it to the nurse who helped deliver Hasna.

"Please clean up, Sus." Pinta doctor Yunita after cutting her umbilical cord.

Before cleaning, the nurse placed the tiny baby still covered in blood on top of Hasna's chest.

"God willing."

Both are speechless. Only gratitude can they say.

"Sir Rama can accuse the baby after the nurse cleansed, yes." Doctor Yunita.

"Thank you very much, doctor." Rama full haru.

"All thanks to the spirit of Bu Hasna, and also the support of Mr. Rama."

"Thank you, honey. Thank you." Thank you." Lirih Rama's.

Rama showered Hasna's face with a kiss. Saying thank you is not enough for his wife. Even Hasna had sacrificed herself to keep her womb for nine months. And risking their lives for the birth of their baby.

The nurse brought the baby to clean. While Doctor Yunita conducts postpartum care on Hasna.

"What's up, Doctor? Why does my wife need to be injected?" Rama asked as doctor Yunita prepared her equipment.

"I need to do it, Mr. Rama. To have Bu Hasna come back like a girl again." Doctor Yunita said with a smile on her face.

"I'm sorry, Mom." Doctor Yunita.

Hasna hissed, frowning, as she felt part of her body coming into contact with the syringe. Rama noticed the face of the wife who seemed to be enduring the pain. Hesitating he approached the doctor Yunita who was carrying out his duties.

"Astaghfirullahal'adzim." Sluggishly. It seemed that Rama's entire joints were not where they should be, when he accidentally saw what the doctor Yunita was doing.

Bruck...

"O Allah, Mr. Rama."

"Mas."

"Sir."

Strangled doctor Yunita, Hasna and the nurse simultaneously.

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