Waiting for your Love to Grow

Waiting

"Karina told Arsyad to get the car ready, now!", said Denis, who had just walked out of his room while holding Nabila.

Denis moved his feet faster towards the elevator.

"Honey, don't panic", Nabila calms her husband down when the heartburn disappears again.

Denis just smiled a little, then kissed his wife's forehead. Rona was worried, unable to disappear from her face even though she was trying to act calm.

Indeed, he has read many books about childbirth, getting information related to childbirth in pregnant women's classes while accompanying his wife and from the obstetrician, but who can not worry about seeing his wife in pain.

"Awww", shouted Nabila when he felt something strange, like there was warm water suddenly poking out.

"Why, baby?" Ask Denis. "Why is this all wet? You okay?" The panic grew in the elevator as he felt wet in his wife's clothes.

"I think my membranes broke, mas. Ahhhh aaht, mas" said Nabila while squeezing the front of her husband's clothes.

"Please, baby, we'll be in the hospital soon", Denis's eyes are glazed over.

When the elevator was open, Denis half ran to take Nabila down the lobby that looked quite crowded towards the main door, so he had become the center of attention of the people in that place.

"Find the nearest hospital!" Denis' orders, when his body began to enter the car that had been prepared Arsyad in front of the main door of his office.

In the car, Denis continued to nag the driver, to drive the car faster. The streets at that time were crowded.

"Let's hurry, why slow. Kasian my wife" Denis said in a high tone.

Arsyad did not answer his boss. He knew his boss was panicking. There is no point in responding to the words of the boss when the situation is like this, which there he will even be sprayed continuously.

Not wanting to make her husband panic, Nabila tried not to complain when the pain came back. He just violently clothes Denis to relieve his pain. But still Denis can read the pain experienced by his wife.

"Defend, baby, soon we arrive" said Denis comforting his wife while wiping the sweat on the woman's face.

Until the hospital, Nabila was immediately taken to the delivery room. The nurses took action immediately. There was a suddenly busy atmosphere in the room.

"How long has the patient had regular heartburn?" Asked a woman who emerged from behind the curtain, from the name of her chest it seemed like she was an obstetrician.

"I don't know" Denis replied, shaking his head.

"It's been since the morning doc actually, but not as sick as this one hour. Awwww sick, mas", Nabila clasped her husband's hand tightly when he felt the pain again struck.

"The establishment's broken, but it's still at the opening six. We wait until the opening is perfect" said the doctor who just examined Nabila.

The doctor looked at the wall clock, it looked like he was counting something. "We'll wait for the next four hours. If there has not been a perfect opening, we take the next action" the doctor said calmly.

"Why not now, doc, four hours is too long. My wife is already in pain" said Denis, who still holds his wife's hand firmly.

"Quiet sir, we have to undergo the procedure. Insya Alloh the father's wife will be fine" said the doctor patiently, before he bidding leave the couple with two nurses who were on standby.

Denis sat in the chair next to Nabila's bed. One of his hands was still tightly connected to his wife's hand, while the other gently rubbed his wife's head.

"You are strong, baby, soon born" said Denis comforting his wife who was in a calm condition.

"Yes mas. I can't wait to see him", replied Nabila with a faint smile on his face. "Mas, please tell mama yes if I want to be born, I want to wait for mama" said Nabila.

Denis complied with his wife's request. He immediately contacted his mother and asked her to come to the hospital immediately.

Several times Nabila saw pain. When he felt pain he would grip firmly Denis hand that tried to encourage him.

"Having opened eight, we'll just have to wait a little while. Nabila's mother is excited yes and Mr. Denis you have to strengthen your wife by not panicking" said the doctor before leaving them.

A nurse brought food to where Nabila was now lying. "Mother Nabila, I ate first yes, so I have energy later" said a nurse while giving a tray containing a plate of food with side dishes and a glass of water, to Denis.

"Eat ya sayan" Denis said while thrusting a spoonful of food into Nabila's mouth. But, Nabila shook her head, refusing.

"I'm not hungry" said Nabila. This Azaghfirullah was very sick, very sick", suddenly Nabila back in pain. Denis quickly put down the plate he was carrying, then hugged his wife tightly and encouraged her.

"Honey", Denis' mother who had just entered the treatment room Nabila immediately approached her daughter-in-law who was enduring her pain. Suddenly tears just came down wet the face of the woman who was 50 years old.

"Mama", Nabila extended her hand to her in-laws. Denis' mother quickly greeted him, then hugged his daughter-in-law whose face looked pale.

"Ma, sorry Nabila yes ma, if Nabila had it wrong" said Nabila while shedding tears. "Wish Nabila delivery smoothly yes, ma" said Nabila again.

Mama Denis took off her arms, then gently stroked her daughter-in-law's head. "Definitely darling, surely mama doain is the best for you as well as your granddaughter. Without you asking, my mother forgave all your mistakes. Mama loves you so much" Denis said while dealing with tears.

"Still, ma" said Nabila lirih.

At Denis's request, Denis' mother managed to seduce Nabila into eating her food. Her in-laws painstakingly feed a spoonful of food until it is almost exhausted, although in the occasional interlude moans Nabila when his stomach contracts back.

"Mas Denis, this hurts a lot. I'm not strong", Nabila cried to endure the pain that came back. The woman hugged her husband tightly. "Sick mas, sick" he continued.

"Look, I know" said Denis, who was crying. He tried to calm his wife until the pain disappeared again.

But just now Nabila was calm, he moaned again because of the tremendous pain. "Mas help me mas, it hurts so much" said Nabila.

"Yes, honey, I'll help you" Denis said, stroking his wife's back.

"I'm sorry, but I was wrong with Denis. Awwwww.sick mas", Nabila screamed in pain, clawing at Denis' back.

Denis's tears were getting louder, seeing his wife's condition that seemed more and more in pain. "Ma said the same doctor ma, tell Nabila surgery only. I can't see him like this" Denis told his mother.

"Darling, you can't be this weak. Nabila needs your support. She must have been able to get through this", Denis' mother tried to calm her son while gently rubbing his back.

"Mas Denis, I can't help it. Mama, please Nabila", said Nabila as she clawed her husband's back tightly around her.

"Doctor, help my wife!" Shouted Denis.

Doctors who have just come immediately check the opening of the cervix Nabila. "Good, it's perfect. We just wait for the little guy to get ready to come out. Ibu Nabila who is passionate yes, you certainly can" said the Doctor who then ordered the nurse to prepare all the equipment.

"This one is getting sicker, please help me. Doc, I'm going to poop doc", cried Nabila.

"Yes Mother, take a breath and let go slowly. Don't push first. Wait for my direction" the doctor said as he examined the birth canal.

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Who has given birth, surely knows what it feels like. Nano-nano tree 😖😖😖😫😫😫

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Do not forget to stop by my other work, which is no less exciting than the story of Denis and Nabila. It's called "The Price of Sacrifice (Sita's Love Story)"