Towards True Love 2

What about Your Baby?

I try to get up. People immediately ran towards me as my body gave life signals. But what is this? My stomach feels like it's being squeezed. So hurt.

"Wait on! Just a minute." I refused when some women wanted to help me stand up.

"Why, Ma'am? Sore leg?" I shook my head at him.

"I'm pregnant. My stomach hurts." Unknowingly, a tear fell. My veil is getting wet because the water is sliding more and more.

"Then you have to go to the hospital. Mr ... Mr ... ! This mom is pregnant, she says her stomach hurts, it's best to just carry it."

I really wanted to refuse, but my stomach hurt a lot. Let alone walking, to stand alone I feel like I am no longer able. Oh Allah ... Save baby.

I kept praying in my heart. Asking for the protection of the Supreme Being. Luckily, the people took me to the nearest clinic. There was a rider who gave me a ride and a citizen.

While on my bike, I don't think about it anymore. Although one of the residents said that the motorbike was temporarily rushed to the workshop there.

"There's a family to call, ma'am?" Mothers with full bodies and height slightly above me continued to touch my shoulders. I handed her my phone. I don't think about it even if they're mean to me.

The pain is too dominating and overpowering for me right now. I could even grimace and groan all the way to the clinic.

What I heard last time before I entered the ER, the mothers started talking to someone on the phone. Maybe my father or father-in-law. Clearly, he told me that I had an accident.

"You're pregnant?" The doctor asked me as soon as I walked into the ER room.

"Yes, Doc. Please save my baby." I don't know why I thought my baby was in danger.

"My stomach hurts a lot," continue with a pain-bearing tone.

"Well, I'll check it for a second. Sus ...." Then they started to get busy picking up a lot of medical equipment. My baby's heartbeat was checked. Alhamdulillah, still there even though the doctor said his heartbeat was a little weak.

I am grateful, I am a little relieved to hear it. Then switching to USG, I really hope to get some good news.

"There's still. But you have to be treated. We can't get you straight home with this weak condition."

I nodded in agreement. It's okay if I'm treated, if my baby survives. Whatever I do, for his safety. I swear, he's my only strength right now.

The wounds on the hands and feet begin to be cleaned with alcohol. It feels so painful. Then the infusion needle went through my vein. It hurts a little, but I can still hold it.

Moments after the infusion began to enter and mix with my blood, I began to feel more relaxed. My stomach doesn't hurt like that. I stroked her gently.

Not long after the nurse came back. "May I check for a second, ma'am?" I just nod. Whatever you want to face, the most important thing is that my baby survived.

One by one the cloth that wrapped my bottom was removed. I think she's a girl, just like me. All doors and gaps are closed. The people outside can't see anything.

Slowly the nurse cleaned my feminine area. "What's up, Sus? Did I have any bleeding?" I ventured to ask.

"Just a little, no need to worry. You need to relax, don't think too much. Baby's just in shock."

Really so? He's just in shock? Forgive the less careful Umi, son.

I remember my husband's ban. Maybe he was not pleased with my decision to reuse the bike. "I'm sorry, Bi." I muttered to myself.

Sister is done with her job. All the blood-soaked cloths have been removed. Now I'm wearing clothes from the clinic. It's okay, soon my family will come and bring me a change of clothes. I just need to be patient for a minute.

The people who helped me were allowed to visit. Only the women enter. They respect and respect me so much and I'm flattered by their attitude.

"Thank you, Ma'am ... It's helped me." I am really touched by it.

"Alhamdulillah, my baby is fine." They were all smiling at the news of my baby being okay. My phone was handed back. They said my father-in-law was on his way here.

I thanked them again before they left. I was alone again after their departure, the good people God had prepared to help me.

For a moment I was pensive, imagining my husband's response when he found out his wife had an accident. Maybe just as panicked and sad as when I got bad news about him.

The reflection had to be stunned, the sound of the door creaking open startled me. "Thanks!" The man in his 50s walked over to me.

"God, Son ... How did you fall?" I smiled thinly. But the tears are back. He rubbed my shoulder.

"That's it, you're not angry, Ndy. It's just that I'm very worried about you. How's condition? The doctor said what?"

I know, he must be very worried about his granddaughter who is still in my womb. Only, the father-in-law did not directly ask clearly.

"I'm fine, my baby's fine too. Don't worry, Indy just needs to rest here a few days."

I heard a sigh of relief from him. "Rio was in front, he was also worried. Can you call him in?

It seems Rio hesitated to see you." I'm nodding.

"Come, Son!" The father-in-law shouted a little because the distance of the door and the sickle bed was quite far.

"Assalamualaik." He said hello, his face was doubtful as he stepped foot towards me.

"Wa'alaikumsalam warahmatullah," answered me and the father-in-law compact.

"Where's Lili?" I immediately cut the awkwardness. I know, he's confused what he's going to do. We are always met with quarrels.

"He's home" he answered briefly. I nodded and smiled at him at a glance.

"What about your baby?"

Like being struck by lightning, I was shocked as well as happy. My husband asked his son? Yes, even though he doesn't remember correctly, at least he wants to speak in a kind tone to me this time.

"Alhamdulillah, fine." He's nodding. Then back to indifference.

"I'm sorry Indy has troubled you." The father-in-law shook his head, "there's nothing troublesome, you're our family, Ndy."

"If it feels troublesome, it means after this do not bother us anymore." Rio started to sniff again.

"Okay, I'm sorry."

"You can, please ask me or you. If it's like this, me and my father will be blamed by your husband. Isn't that right, sir?" The father-in-law nodded.

"Where are you going early in the morning, Ndy?" Changing father-in-law asked me.

"Indy's going to the store. It's been a long time no visit the store, the kids must have missed Indy." I lie. The staff kids in the shop must have missed me, but my intention was to go there instead to avoid Rio.

"Your husband did you know you had an accident?" Rio asked again.

I didn't answer right away, I didn't prepare any answers to questions like this. I can only ask the father-in-law for help through my eyes.

"Rome ... Actually, her husband Indy is also sick. Her husband is being treated in hospital. He's in a coma."

"ill? The coma? What diseases do you suffer until coma? And why is he even here, with us? Shouldn't she be next to her husband?" Smart people don't want to be lied to. Although it forgot the memory, it did not mean Rio lost his intelligence.