The Cost of Trust

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Aziz mas car drove fast.Luckily the road is not too jammed.So we did not take too long to get to the hospital.

"Sus..sister, like his wife I want a birth . Please sus." Mas Aziz took me to sit in a wheelchair.

"I don't do anything, don't overdo it. I haven't felt anything."I tried to calm myself down by saying that to Aziz. Just be a spectator now.

"Please father and mother wait outside.We will check the father's wife first." The nurse took me into a room.

"Sorry Mom, I'll check for a minute."Said one of the nurses or midwives, I don't know I'm too concerned.

He took off my underwear. Then put his finger in my birth canal. After that, she covered the blanket that had covered my stomach and lower body.

"Since when did your membranes break?", she asked.

"About half an hour ago doc!", jawbaku. I don't know if she's a nurse, a midwife or a doctor.

"The age of the mother's womb like her has not approached the estimated birth huh Ma'am?Mommy brought her medical record book?", asked the doctor again.

"Yes ma'am, she's 29 weeks old" I replied.

"Oh..but, it's already the opening of one ma'am."

"Have the doc opener?", did I.

"Yes, but I'll relax, ma'am. Try to stay calm.New opening one, the process of heading to the final opening is still a long time. This is the first child, ma'am?" ask the doctor again.

"Yes Ma'am, I'm relaxed.It is precisely my husband and sister who are anxious.This is indeed my first pregnancy doc."

"Alright, if you need help please call the nurse guard yes ma'am.If later it feels heartburn once ten minutes, mother can call me" said the doctor.

"Yes doc."Then the doctor left me. The nurse was preparing to move me to the ward. The door of the room opened as Aziz looked frantically pacing.

"Dok..dok...my wife has given birth?", asked Aziz anxiously.

"Father, the new father's wife opening one.Still the length of the process.Please choose the nursery that you want, later the nurse will take care of it.I'm sorry sir!", the doctor left Aziz mas. He broke into the room.

"Sus, I want my wife in the VIP room!", ask Aziz when entering the room.

"Good sir. We'll get ready soon." the nurse went out.

"Are you really okay, g?", asked Aziz.

"It doesn't feel anything yet."

"Mas thought you gave birth right away," she said anxiously.

"Yes rich times chickens lay their eggs mas."

Aziz and I were still joking until the sisters came.

"The room is ready sir. Let me drop off!", the two sisters pushed my place lying into the room that Aziz had ordered.

I saw Imah rise from her seat as I passed by where she was sitting.

"Mbak di!", call him.

"Quiet Come. I don't want to be born yet."

Instantly the anxious face turned more relaxed.

I was in the VIP room for Aziz.Room equipped with all facilities.

"Sorry ma'am, my amniotic mother is still seeping, I want to wear a diaper?", Suster offers.

"May I still wear it myself."

Then the nurse handed me the diaper.

"Can the deck?", asked Aziz. I nodded enough to represent her my answer.

"Well, eat it first there.Have wanted this magrib." said Aziz.

"Before, once upon a time, pray at the hospital."

"Ohw.ya already."

I saw that Imah and Aziz were fast asleep in the sofa.It seems they were exhausted. My stomach is starting to go haywire. But not too often.I can still be closed occasionally time. But the more you get here, the more heartburn it hurts.

"Mas...Yes..!"", I called them.

They both woke up at the same time.

"Sorry deck, mas overslept.There are sick?Call the doctor?", asked Aziz in a panic. I'm nodding. Then I pressed the button to call the sister. Some time later, a nurse approached us.

"Let's go to VK's room, ma'am."The nurse pushed my bed. Aziz and Imah followed me. Not to forget, the luggage he brought.

"Father want to accompany inside?", the sister's offer looks like a question.

"Yes sus.Imah, you wait here yes," said Aziz to my husband.

My heartburn has overwhelmed me. A doctor was ready with his gloves. I've been lying in a special bed giving birth.

"I see first Ma'am?" said the doctor back into my birth canal.

"Alhamdulillah. Complete opening of ma'am. Please follow my instructions, ma'am. Don't push until I tell you. Because if it turns out wrong time to push, mother will only finish off the energy of mother."The doctor began to give me hints.I nodded in understanding. Mas Aziz rubbed my head and wiped the sweat off my forehead.

"Bismillah. Come on, Mom, take a breath. Then exhale. Please do it over and over again. Try to relax, Mom, don't strain. Just imagine like the mother was bab Bu.Ayo Bu...one..two.", the doctor again paused. I try to breathe a lot of oxygen. I heard Aziz reciting prayers from al-Fatihah to the verse of the chair repeatedly.

"Let's try again. As I said earlier, straining after I gave the instructions and it was as if mom was on a chapter."

I'm starting to understand. Bismillah. I definitely can.

Eeeeeehhhh.

Oek.oek.I heard my baby's cries. Mas Aziz kissed my forehead over and over again. Unceasingly, his words came out of his mouth. I saw tears flowing from the corner of her eye. Yes, Aziz cried touched and happy with the birth of his first son. The doctor checks the condition of the baby.Then cut the umbilical cord. Here's one, one of the nurses might be right. midwife tried to pull out my baby's ari-ari.

"Congratulations, ma'am.pak. His son is handsome like his father." The doctor showed me his face and Aziz's mas.

"But, since the baby was born long before the estimated birth.We will make special observation and care first."

"Yes, doc, just do it if it's the best."Mas Aziz agreed to the doctor's remarks.

"Dek, sorry mas stay first yes.Mas want to see Dede baby checked first.Mas also want our baby's azanin."I nodded weakly. A nurse sewed my birth canal. The pain of the needle stitching that is sticky I do not ignore, there is only gratitude.

"Alhamdulillah complete sir. But, as you can hear, our father's baby is being intensively cared for."

"Well sus.After cleaning can I azanin sus?", asked mas Aziz.

"Sure sir, please."

Dede baby already looks clean with a blanket wrapped around her. I heard Aziz Azan near my baby. There is a sense of haru enveloping the kalbuku . It feels like this turned out. If only I had been separated from Aziz, I might not have met this moment.

"Alhamdulillah."Say Imah after he was allowed to enter.I and Aziz mas smiled.

Our baby is put in an incubator soon to be brought in a special room.

"ma'am, Dede's baby is premium so in simple use incubator huh?", asked Imah with her song.

"You think your bangs are gasoline mah?Not all pertalite if you need Pertamina?" said mas Aziz.

Suddenly, the curse of Imah became the laughingstock of the nurses.

"It's not a premium mah, it's premature."I'm trying to mediate between these two cousins.

"yes that means Imah mas.mbak..".", the answer is relaxed without sin. Fuck up !!! Then Dede baby was brought by a special room nurse. Mas Aziz followed where the baby was taken.