
“Mohn sorry sir, we have not been able to confirm the patient's condition. His Spog doctor has not arrived, but for now the patient is in a very weak condition once”. He said by re-entering the IGD space.
Thirty minutes later, the IGD room was filled with new patients poisoned by PT Nusantara, with Mawa, very forced, moved in the delivery room to be more comfortable and still get a patient bed while waiting for the arrival of the doctor. While Randi, he is not allowed to visit at this time.
Roses are placed in the bed next to the nurse's desk, given the condition is very weak, in order to make it easier for the nurse to control the situation. Slowly and weakly enough, he again called the nurse next to him.
“Sus doctor when to come?”.
“Wait ya Ma'am, the doctor is already in the front corridor of the hospital in a moment he will reach”. He replied politely, for a moment Rose sighed in relief, she will be handled quickly.
Chequek...
The sound of the maternity room door, a middle-aged doctor with a pink hijab entered the room. He greeted the nurses who came.
“Do not have a patient who is about to give birth, the opening is complete", reported the nurse with breath gasping after running. Realizing that Doctor, swiftly ran towards the room appointed by the nurse. Again the Rose, had to wait to be handled while at this time his body was already very weak helpless. Even the shadows of death were perched before his eyes.
An hour later the doctor had finished helping the delivery process, now he immediately ran to the Rose room, meguantal doctor said if the patient was very weak and pale.
It did not take a long time Doctors immediately do Ultrasound, to see the condition of the fetus in the stomach Rose.
“Log room OK now, fetus in utero in critical condition”. His orders were to the nurse who was next to him.
One nurse immediately ran to the OK room to prepare all the needs there, while the other told the patient's family.
“Suster how is the Rose condition?”. Randi's face looked very anxious, several times he scooped his face violently.
“The patient is in critical condition, he has bleeding and premature rupture of the amniotic fluid. Looks like Miss Rose was hit by a very strong and rough impact on her stomach or back. Doctor will take cesarean section to save baby and his child”. Clearly with a restless face.
“Sus, but Rose's pregnancy is still at 32 weeks”.
“Father pray a lot that everyone is safe, now please take care of all the requirements. We will be quick to do action”.
“Do your best to save them sus!”. Now Randi, turning to the administration room again, to take care of all the needs needed.
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Callings...
Mamma...
“Ma, Roses are being treated at hospital”. said Randi, contacting Bu Srining, after a new time connected.
“What? In which hospital? Mama will be soon after!”. Panic tones are perfectly illustrated by the way Ms. Srining speaks. At that time Ms. Srining and Mr. Nario were at one of the relatives' houses to visit the nephew who had just given birth.
Their car drove at full speed, along the way Ms. Srining unceasingly recited the prayers she could, for the safety of her son-in-law and granddaughter.
Arriving at the Hospital courtyard, he ran quite fast leaving Pak Nario who was still busy looking for a parking lot, coincidentally the state of Ruma Sick that night was so full of families of poisoning patients.
“Ran, what happened to Roses?”. Ms. Srining shook Randi's shoulder in panic.
“Blooding rose, blood sugar is also very high. Currently Doctor is doing surgery to save mother and baby”. He said limply.
“Why Roses, can bleeding? What the hell's going on? What's in the fall?”. Ms. Srining, I'm excited to interrogate her son.
Randi bowed down, he began to explain all the events that happened to him and the Rose, some time ago.
PLAQUE...
A slap back landed on one of Randi's cheeks. “Basic foolish men, is that not all the rights of the Rose, as a wife and your obligations as a man. Giving him a living lair and inward”.
“Mama won't forgive you if something bad happens to my granddaughter!”. Said Ms. Srining, furiously holding back the anger. Now he walked to the OK room, looking through the window of his daughter-in-law and granddaughter who were struggling inside.
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Suka Maju Village.
A few days after the drowning incident, the situation has gradually improved. He has started his activities such as biasah making cakes and leave them in several shops around the village where he lives.
That night, in Suka Maju Village there was a Village birthday celebration event. The event was enlivened by the existence of a night market. There are many sellers and toys there.
“Tar, where are we going..”. Asked Bu Srining, holding Risma in his right hand.
“We take a night walk yuk Bu, while washing eyes and mouthwash”. Tari said, with a stern horse looking at the mother and her child.
In the village hall Suka Maju, every year precisely the time to enter the month of Suro, will be called the Village birthday event. It does not feel afdol if you already live there does not enliven the event, even though it is just a walk and find food.
Along the way to the eyes of Tari, busy seeing a variety of snacks that are plastered ranging from ice, fried foods, various heavy foods and also grilled corn. “Bu, eating pecel rice seems good deh”. Point Tari, to one of the pecel sellers who are not far from where they currently stand.
“You hungry?”.
Dance nodded her head like a child.
“Ya already let's go there”. The three of them headed for the Lesehan pecel warung. Dance started to stand and order two servings there, Risma did not want because of spicy pecel rice, she enjoyed the peyek in front of her.
Mother chose a very strategic place, located at the end with a view of the twinkling lights coming from the torch that was lit. Now the three of them are waiting for a pecel rice order, while waiting for them to enjoy some fried food that Tari had bought before.
“Grandma, I want to see it”. Whine Risma, by pointing at one of the hordes of people who were watching a monkey mask show.
“Wait while yes son, we eat first”. Pinta Dari, gently with the child.
“Don't want, later the hunt finishes the show”. Risma whined, her face was almost crying. Mom and Dance, trying to persuade Risma. The more Risma was crying.
Mom made a wave.
“Nak Rama”. Call Mom when you see Rama standing alone looking for a seat.