The President's Wife

Chapter 201: Kutek nail lives a memory

“Sayang ...” kirih Kailla, holding back her stomach pain that still arise drowning without any certainty to be taken where.

“Sayang ...” reset Kailla pause a few seconds later, close your eyes, enjoy the twisting pain that is difficult to tell.

A few seconds later, Kailla's voice was heard again. Not finding Pram nearby, Kailla almost went crazy.

“Honey, you ... in ... where?” Stammered. The still loyal Mother Citra standing beside Kailla could only be silent. Since then, Kailla has been unwilling to go with the others. Just want to go with Pram. Even just rubbing his back, his daughter-in-law only wants Pram to do it.

“Sayang ..” I don't know how many calls, after Pram bailed to the bathroom. It had only disappeared for a moment, but Kailla was already unable to compromise.

“Yes, I'm here, honey,” said Pram, running at full speed, hastily clasping his wife's hand.

Just now that the man had left Kailla for the toilet, in five minutes Kailla had already called out to her dozens of times.

“Sick ...” Ogre Kailla, clasping her husband's hand tightly.

Two hours lying in the gurney, still in the condition of opening two with no change at all. Every second, every minute that comes out of Kailla's lips is just a word of affection, calling Pram without stopping.

Already countless scars hand scratches, decorate Pram's arms. Wreaking the pain when the winding in the stomach feels so painful.

Pram sighed harshly, it was already heartless to see Kailla endure her pain. A thread of clear liquid came out filling the forehead that was mixed with messy strands of hair.

“Kai, we just operate, yes?” tawar Pram's.

“Ya, Dear.” Kailla answered softly. Enduring extreme pain, Kailla is unable to think far. Right now, he wanted everything to pass quickly.

“After the doctor comes to check on you, I will decide everything, Kai.” Soothing tram. Tidying up the child's hair, which interferes with Kailla's vision.

Pram doesn't want to take any chances. Inside Kailla's stomach was not just one baby, but two babies at once. The longer Kailla endured the pain, the more drained Kailla's energy was. From the beginning there was no plan to give birth normally. Pram prefers a caesarean section for the safety of Kailla and her babies.

In the midst of minimal mental preparation, Pram from the beginning entered the hospital was not sure. Even for the past four months, the father and mother were just small preparations before going up to the operating table. Not knowing how to catch your breath when the pain comes, do not know what to do when the process of normal childbirth is already in sight.

Even Kailla activity at the end of the third trimester, unlike other pregnant women. Who walked around the compound every morning, crouched down and moved a lot. Adjust the diet so that the baby's weight is not excessive so it is easy to remove later. Practice how to breathe properly during the moments of the birth of the baby. Everything wasn't passed by Kailla.

Not to mention mental readiness that is no less important. Because it is very influential for the next, even after the mother gave birth. Pram realized, his wife is different from other mothers. His wife was spoiled, not wanting to be away from him. Kailla needs it to strengthen.

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“Opening four!” the doctor said, smiling. After a few tests, there was little progress. Even though the old wait had only increased, it was not much.

“Dok, I decided to caesar only. The doctor knows what my reason is. Even since a few months ago, I have said it,” said Pram with full confidence.

I had no idea this would happen sooner or later. Suppose slow, Kailla will be in pain and still not able to give birth normally when the energy is drained for all the pain that hit her for hours.

The doctor smiled. “Alright, please fill in the data to be prepared for operation.”

The doctor did not argue again after early admission Pram hospital remained adamant with his decision. Though in his heart, he was sad. Just a few steps away, chances are that Kailla could give birth normally. Repeatedly reassuring his patients for a normal birth, but the husband of the patient has already determined his attitude.

“Sus, please. Prepared, yes.” The doctor spoke to the nurse who was with him.

“I still have an operating schedule as well. Probably around eight o'clock in the night, sir. I can't be sure yet, because I have to set a schedule with other doctors as well. There will be a nurse who will inform you, yes.” The doctor continued.

All glanced towards the clock hanging on the wall. It was only five o'clock in the afternoon, still having to wait another three hours. That is what the doctor said.

“Good, Doc. Thank you.” Pram smile.

“Excite yes, Mom!” the doctor said, cheering for a weak-looking Kailla.

“Sus, please continue to be monitored. The opening four. If there is anything, immediately contact me,” explained the doctor to the nurse who accompanied him.

After the doctor, a nurse looks in and asks Pram to complete the administration for a cesarean birth.

“Sus, for deposit problems, my people will take care of it. Can for data, I complete it here only. My wife doesn't want to be left.” Pram said, while showing his hand which Kailla kept holding.

“Alright Sir.” The nurse smiled.

Shortly afterwards, a beautiful man with mature brown skin estimated to be Pram's age entered with a nurse carrying a tray containing clothes and toiletries. The man with the white blazer walked over to Kailla.

“Good afternoon, Mom. Introduce me Andre, anesthetic doctor who will accompany the mother during the operation.”

Smiling sweetly, greeting Pram and Kailla, talking for a moment to give an image while calming the couple.

“Enjoy, Mom. I live first. Come, Sir,” says goodbye to the doctor.

“Sus, please I'll have his nails removed. You can't wear make-up. All jewelry must also be removed during the operation,” ask the doctor on the nurse who accompanied him before stepping out. The doctor had seen a beautiful polished nail nail cuttings Kailla in her lentiknya fingers complete with a wedding ring that is still embedded in the ring finger.

“Should?” kailla asked, already wanting to protest.

“Good, Doc,” cut Pram, make his wife not ask much.

“Most, during the operation takes place the doctor will monitor from the discoloration of the skin and nails,” obviously the nurse smiled.

Hearing all the explanations, that's where Pram and Kailla start to panic. From Kailla who was asked to clean herself before changing into hospital clothes to a picture of what would happen inside the operating room.

“Sayang ...” great-granddaughter Kailla slowly, when looking at clothes stacked with special toiletries, such as soap and others. A moment after they left behind the two of them in the treatment room. Ibu Citra and Kinar have been asked Pram to come home.

“I will help you,” said Pram trying to calm down, as he himself felt the same panic. It was hidden in his heart.

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“I'm scared, honey,” whispered Kailla, inside the bathroom. Both of his hands were twitching spoiled around Pram's neck.

“It won't be anything. The one who did the caesarean wasn't just you, Kai. There are many mothers in this world doing surgery to give birth to their babies and they are fine,” Pram said still calming.

Clutching the naked body of Kailla who was preparing to take a bath.

“Ka-if I don't wake up again ... how?” kailla asked innocently.

“How can I not wake up again? You won't be put to bed, honey. Just drugged from the stomach down. We can talk inside, we can gossip about your handsome idols, Even you can gossip about Ditya Halim Hadinata, your idol in the real world.” Pram can still joke in the midst of the turmoil of his heart.

“If ... if the dope does not work. As they sliced my stomach and I could feel. How?” ask Kailla again.

“You can scream or scream. Ranting can also,” pram sahut. Wanted to face Kailla's unusual questions.

“You must be with me, you must not go far. If I sleep, you have to wait beside me. When I open my eyes, I want to see you first,” by Kailla.

“Yes, shower now. There's no need to be afraid. You will have surgery at eight, nine o'clock tonight .. These two babies are already in your arms,” said Pram, cheering. Swiping Kailla's distended stomach.

“Secap it?” kailla asked, clutching Pram's nape. Placing her long nails on the skin of her husband's nape when the stomach ache struck again.

“When you were born, I don't remember an hour. When Mama went into the operating room, it seemed like it was only for a moment. The nurse took you out, showed me. Your appearance as it is now, has not been dressed, only coated with cloth.” Pram chuckles, trying to distract Kailla.

Plakkkp! The punch landed on Pram's shoulder. Pregnant women are still able to nag at the last seconds before giving birth.

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