THERE'S ALWAYS A LEANING PLACE

THERE'S ALWAYS A LEANING PLACE
Visit to Baby Zayn



Arriving at the reception room, they were greeted by two nurses. They swiftly prepared three special outer clothes for the benefit of visitors.


“Just two, Sister. I just deliver, kok,” said Edi.


“Oh, so. Then, this Mr. ..” the nurse looked doubtful.


“He's my husband,” cut Via with a smile.


The two nurses were shocked. They knew Via. However, they never knew for sure the husband of Via. Yang


they knew only from rumors that reported Via's husband dead. And, of course they did not dare to ask further.


“Can we enter now?” ask Via.


“I—iya. Please use first,” replied one of them with real nervousness.


Via did not care about the reaction of the two nurses. Incidentally, Via was not familiar with the two. They had just switched shifts, usually they were on night duty.


Farhan got out of the wheelchair. Via immediately helped Farhan put on a special suit. After that, he wore it for himself.


Via takes Farhan into a special room for newborn babies and has problems. Most of their weight is below normal.


“Which one is our son?” whispered Farhan.


Via stopped his steps beside the incubator in which a tiny baby wearing a bracelet bearing the baby Ny. Novia Anggrainy.


“This is our baby?” ask Farhan.


Via nodded without looking. His gaze did not move from the little baby who was sleeping.


“Oh, how funny he is. His sleep is so good it looks,” said Farhan Lirih.


Via smile. This time, she looked up and looked at her husband.


Farhan was staring at the baby in the incubator in astonishment. Murat happily looked real painted on his handsome face.


“Oh, Baby. When can I hold you? Dad was impatient. Dad wants to kiss you, son,” Farhan murmured. His smile did not disappear from his lips.


“Father must heal first, can only pet Dedek Zayn. How do I hold on if Dad's hand still hurts like this?” whisper Via to Farhan's ear.


Farhan. Quickly, the shoulder of Via hinga the wife leaned towards him. Then, a kiss landed on Via's cheek.


“It's instead. Because Father has not been able to nyium Dedek, Mommy must replace it,” said Farhan.


“Ish. If caught by a nurse how?” grumbling Via with a reddened face.


“Ya, just say that khilaf because it has not met for a long time,” replied Farhan relaxed.


Via blotted his lips. Farhan chuckled at Via's reaction. However, it soon closed


her lips, worried that her voice was interfering with the comfort of the babies.


“Usually, how many days in the incubator until you can go home?” ask Farhan.


“Ya depends on the condition. If it is healthy, the body is strong, of course it can come out. Cases of babies born by cesarean section over 34 weeks are usually not long. Not for a week. Especially if the weight is normal. At most three days,” replied Via.


“Kok know?” ask Farhan again.


“Yes know, dong!” sahut Via sewot.


“Ih, camb?” farhan Goda.


Via just grunted annoyedly. Her lips were slightly forward by a few millimeters.


“Don't do that! Mas so gemes look at your lips, kepengin eat it,” whispered Farhan.


“Tuh, perverted relapse, deh,” pout Via.


Farhan smiled. She looked back at the baby.


“Oh, look! He's fickling. Does he want to wake up?” pekik Farhan.


The baby did not open his eyes. He still sleeps soundly.


“Ah, funny. He didn't wake.”


“Already, we are out yuk!” bring Via.


“But, Mas is not satisfied see Dedek,” whine Farhan. He was like a kid who wanted ice cream.


“Later in the afternoon we can see him again. Remember, Hubbiy must undergo a series of checks, do not-don't Aya have been waiting.”


Finally, Farhan said. Before leaving, he saw the innocent face of his baby.


After removing and handing over a special shirt, Via took the time to ask about the development of the baby.


“How is my baby developing, Sister?” ask Via.


A nurse wearing Susanti's name tag immediately opened the medical records. He's looking for baby data via.


“Your baby has good development. Now he can breathe spontaneously. The ladies and gentlemen saw no more breathing apparatus, right?” ask


a nurse named Susanti.


Via remembered what he had seen earlier. He realized there was no slang anymore


it's connected to baby Zayn's nose.


“Iya, I just ngeh. So, his lungs are no longer in trouble, right?” ask Via expectantly.


“Alhamdulillah no. His weight also rose steadily with a reasonable increase. Now the BB is 1,725 grams,” replied the other nurse.


“Then, when can we take it home, Sister?” asked Farhan impatiently.


“We can't be sure, sir. Later, if the weight reaches 1,800 grams, will be tried removed from the incubator and drink breast milk directly. Let's see the baby's ability,” Susanti replied.


“If he can, he can definitely go home, right?” ask Farhan again.


Via elbowed Farhan's hand slowly.


“I am very patient? Via who became the parent was patient, kok,” grumbled Via lirih.


The two nurses could still hear what Via said. They laughed when they heard it.


“Yes, I've wanted to carry her, pet her. Funny deh,” said Farhan.


“In dare?” ejek Via's.


“Bire. Carrying time


such a small baby is not brave. I am brave, kok,” said Farhan without burden.


“Ish...!” Via bowed shyly.


“You're proof?” farhan.


“Already, ah. Even that slamming. Don't remember the hand injury, what? Out, yuk! Thank you, Sister. We excuse.” Push the wheelchair out.


“Mas Edi, please bring this big baby back to the room, yes!” pinta Via's.


“Eh, what was it? Big baby? Just yummy. I don't want to. I'll just walk,” protest Farhan.


“Already, don't need much protest. Spots up! Who knows I've been waiting.” Via is still nagging.


“But don't call me a big baby, dong. I don't want to. My wife is now so


chatty, huh?” Farhan replied Via.


“Yes, yes, my husband. Now please go up. Mas Edi is ready to deliver to room.”


Farhan was riding in a wheelchair while smiling. Edi immediately pushed the chair back into the room.


A few meters from the room, Via's steps came to a halt. Automatically, Edi stopped.


“Dad, Mother, Eyang!” exclaim Via.


The three people in front of them who were walking towards the private room of Doctor Haris stopped. They're looking.


Via approached them. Farhan got out of his wheelchair and followed Via.


After kissing their hands, Farhan hugged Eyang Probo tightly. The man whose hair had turned white hugged his grandson back. Tears can't be dammed, they just slide.


“Alhamdulillah O Allah. You give me back my grandson,” whispered Eyang Probo.


“We're in the room, yuk! Not good to see others. Later provoke attention,” invite Mr. Haris.


Farhan and Eyang Probo let go of their embrace.


“No need to use a wheelchair, Mas. It's close, I just walk,” said Farhan.


The six of them walked together. Eyang Probo continued to hold Farhan's right hand.


As soon as he entered the room, Edi swiftly unfurled the carpet for lesehan. Ms. Aisyah arranged the food she brought from home with the help of Via.


“Come, we have breakfast first! After this, Farhan checked, right?” Miss Aisyah invited them


once the dishes are ready.


Eyang Probo sat to Farhan's right. The old man did not seem to want to be far from his grandson.


“How are you doing, Han? Besides hands, what else? I was in a temporary wheelchair


your feet can walk?” cecar Eyang Probo's.


“Farhan's feet are okay, really. Time out accident only pegel and blisters. Earlier in the wheelchair because of the forcing of Mother's daughter, tuh,” replied Farhan casually.


Via hit her husband's thigh. It's thawing.


“Luckily your wife is firm. You do not do much activity before it is certain that your head condition is fine,” said Mr. Haris.


“What happened to Farhan's head?” ask Eyang Probo.


“No why-why, Eyang. Nih, Farhan can chat gini,” said Farhan.


“If not why-why, then what makes you faint in a taxi?” Ms. Aisyah chimed in.


Farhan only grinned at the words of his mother.


“Bandel. Just got to argue when told to use a wheelchair.” Via.


“Let's be stubborn, aren't you in love? Yes no?” Farhan glanced at his wife.


“Ish...chiciness,” hiss Via.


Aisyah smiled looking at the two.


“Actually Farhan condition how, Haris?” Eyang Probo turned the question to his only son.


“Cannot be ascertained. It'll be checked, Dad. Most likely his head was injured. But, what type of injury, how severe, yes wait for the results of CT-scan,”


said Mr. Haris.


“Then what about his left hand?” ask the old man again.


“Haris also can not be sure. We will wait for the X-ray results. If it is, it will be decided the action taken,” continued Mr. Haris.


Eyang Probo nodded. He looked at Farhan with a pity.


“During at Agus' house, means you are not treated, Han?” ask Eyang Probo.


“Pain relief medication, really. Agus called the nurse. The day before returning home, Farhan was taken by the doctor as well. General doctor,sih,” replied Farhan.


“Why don't you contact Azka?” Eyang Probo is still curious.


“How can Farhan contact that ignorant sister? Farhan's HP is gone. Farhan's brain couldn't remember that many numbers. Address Om Candra just forgot,” says Farhan.


“HP is not welcome, really. Only, still stored as evidence.” Via interrupted.


“O yes, you guys just saw your baby, huh? How's great-grandchild? When can be brought


home?” Eyang Probo seemed happy when he mentioned the great-grandson.


“Alhamdulillah, the development is good, Eyang. His weight continued to rise and he was no longer using a breathing apparatus. His lungs are starting to work well,” explained Via.


“Eyang wants to carry it. Didn't think Eyang could have a great-grandchild. Thank God.”


“If it's done, get ready soon, yes! Sudh's father called the radiology department officer,”


said Mr. Haris.


“Iya, Father.” Farhan stood up slowly.


However, suddenly the pain felt piercing his head. Farhan's right hand reflexes holding his head. Of course Via became panicked. He immediately stood holding Farhan's body.


Mr. Haris swiftly helped Via. He told Via to pull over because Via himself has not fully recovered. Mr. Haris is worried about the condition of Via if it sustains heavy loads.


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Sorry yesterday


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