
"We don't know what it is? Doesn't the child have to give birth? how come there's no sign yet?" akhtia asked as they were sitting relaxed while ngeteh in the afternoon.
"Abang said they have checked and the condition of the fetus is okay, so there is nothing to fear even beyond the age of pregnancy. It's still more than a week," said Dewa.
"Sister knows?"
"The gate that was yesterday's story. We better not worry too much about the problem of Puput, Airlangga more alert than all of us. Just calm down."
"If only my brother was her husband. Too bad they're sister's."
"Only connect, can still get married if approved."
"Times?"
"hey are. Only you are sure Papa sama mother will give you blessing? Brother is not sure."
"Papa in particular, he must have strictly forbidden marriage between the two of them."
"Badahat Abang love died like Puput, until he could not marry and dedicate his life just to take care of Puput and his son. Salute, very sincere."
"Aren't you the same as me?"
"Yes that. Whatever you want, Papi will take care of the three of you, right?" The god carried her while kissing her child.
O Allah, shall the servant let Go and. Airlangga married? Hasna asked in her heart who had since listened to the chatter of the Gods and Achtians.
"Duuuh, very hot my waist," complained Puput at midnight. He sat alone on the bed because they had been sleeping in their respective rooms for a week.
"It is hot, God." Puput rubbed his waist. At the sight of the clock, Puput found it impossible if he called people to come to the room because it was past midnight. The house people must be sleeping well.
"Doctor says .. if you want to give birth there are contractions that are constant and regular. There's also slime. I wait until those signs come, if nothing also means these false contractions. But it hurts so much."
The puput could only remain silent while feeling the pleasure of the pain he was feeling at this moment.
Get up, walk to and fro. Sit down again, squat down, lie down and get up again. And so on until dawn.
The power of the Lupus had started to run out due to the contractions he felt all night, when the dawn of the morning dawn arrived, his eyes felt tired and he closed his eyes.
"Put, wake. It's dawn."
The slumbering pupils whine when awakened.
"Wake up, dawn first."
"I don't want you, I'm sleepy."
"The body first."
"No, I'm sleepy because I didn't sleep last night."
"Not sleeping? Why?" ask Airlangga wonder.
"My stomach hurts" said Puput faintly because he was half asleep.
"Why don't you wake up brother? You should call or call. Brother's phone is always next to the head if you call Brother immediately wake up."
Airlangga's annoyed speech did not get a response because Puput fell asleep.
Seeing his pale face and looking very tired, Airlangga did not have the heart to wake Puput.
Lovingly, Airlangga rubbed his sister's back. The slumbering pup occasionally whimpers as the contractions re-emerge. Just once in a while and then just for a while. When his stomach is tense, Airlangga will immediately wipe it gently.
"Well, bang?" Just surprised to see Airlangga in his daughter's room.
"Yes."
"Why?"
"He didn't sleep all night, he said his stomach hurt. Brother just knew the fitting was wakein Puput for dawn prayer. Now her contract comes occasionally but it seems like it's just a false contraction."
"Fake contractions?"
Hasna breathed deeply. He climbed into the bed and sat next to the body of the sleeping child. He looked at her with love and sorrow. Hasna replaced Airlangga rubbed his back.
"Bang .. Thank you for loving Puput so much. Mother knows what you feel for your child, but there is nothing you can do right now. Mother cannot oppose your papa's will."
"Abang knows, Bun."
"Mother will be calmer if Puput married you. At least she's in the right guy's hands, but you're sorry, Bang."
"Bune ... Airlangga did not expect to have more relationship with Puput. You do not have to get married, you will keep both of them up at any time. Mother don't worry."
"But you have to have your own family, bang."
"Switches are also my brother's family, Bun. He's brother and nephew. It's my duty to take care of them, isn't it?"
Hasna nodded sadly while shedding tears. Sad and happy are mixed at the same time.
"Well, not work?" hasna asked when she saw Airlangga still faithfully accompanied Puput in her room. The clock shows at nine.
"Again the holidays, Bun. Fear of giving birth. Repot if you're not home."
"There's papa, Bang. Papa is retired, so standby at home. You don't do any work, don't feel good about the holidays."
"But, Bun."
"It's okay, if for example you want the birth of the mother must immediately call. You're leaving for a while."
Although heavy heart left Puput, finally Airlangga went to work.
"Put, Honey. I want to go, wake up." Hasna returned to her son's room to wake Puput after she finished cooking and taking care of Raden's needs.
Slowly, Puput opened his eyes. Looks reddened.
"Bun ...." Puput called out in a slow and hoarse voice.
Hasna approached, "what's up, son?" hasna's bag with a sweet smile.
"Why is the bed wet? When I pee?"
Hasna was surprised to hear her son's words, especially since she didn't smell the pessimistic odor. Hasna immediately revealed the blanket that covered the body of Puput. Right, wet.
"Father!" Hasna shouted to Raden. Not long after Raden came, followed by Bi Juriah and two other people who were both surprised to hear Hasna scream.
"What's up, honey?"
"Bah, the commotion broke out. Let's take it to the hospital."
Raden immediately approached, then he raised his daughter's body.
"Prepare the car!" Raden shouted while carrying his daughter.
"Bi, call Airlangga."
"Yes, Mom."
Everyone is panicking. Raden tried to walk as fast as possible despite carrying a very heavy load. The driver immediately started the car.
"Quickly, Sir. Take my son to the hospital. Come on!"
"Good, sir."
The car drove at high speed to the hospital, especially while on the way Hasna saw the seepage of red color from behind the negligent negligee.
"Well, pal. That's why there's fresh blood?"
Raden looked back, and he was just as panicked when he saw fresh blood on Hasna's hands.
"Reprive ...." Hasna screamed when suddenly her pupils drooped unconscious.