
At the shophouse, after Laila's death, Aida who was still in the kitchen suddenly felt her stomach hurt so much. "Aw,," Aida grimaced, holding her stomach which was very painful. Her right hand gripped the kitchen table so firmly, while Aida's left hand held onto her stomach.
"Neng Aida why?" Ning asked frantically, who had just walked into the kitchen after driving Laila forward while waiting for the online taxi Laila ordered to arrive.
"Aida's stomach suddenly hurt, like someone was going out," Aida explained, with a choked voice enduring the intense pain.
"Is it really time?" Ning asked, while leading Aida to sit on the plastic chair in the corner of the kitchen that was quite narrow.
Aida shook her head, "Aida doesn't know, if her HPL is still next week mbak," said Aida, who still looks very sick.
"Assalamu'alaikum, mbak Ning, son Aida, it's already this hour why haven't you opened the stall?" Bu Dibyo's voice was heard entering the shophouse.
"Mom, we're in the kitchen," replied mbak Ning with a slight hardening of her voice, mbak Ning still helping Aida to sit comfortably in the chair.
"Oh my God, son Aida why did you miss Ning?" Asked Ms. Dibyo, as soon as she reached the kitchen and saw that Ms. Ning was holding onto Aida's shoulder, while Aida was seen grimacing with the pain.
"Are you going to give birth to a child?" Continue bu Dibyo while approaching Aida.
Ms. Ning retreated slightly, giving room to Ms. Dibyo to get closer to Aida.
Aida shook her head, "don't know ma'am, her HPL is still next week," Aida replied, "and her pain just suddenly came and her pain was very painful ma'am, ' she said, unlike what Bu Midwife said, her words were like mules and her coming was also gradual," complained Aida, still withstanding the pain, and still withholding the pain, until his slippery forehead filled with cold sweat.
"We're going to the Midwife now, son, I'll be looking for help, for a while" without waiting for Aida's answer, Dibyo immediately walked out of the shop to ask for help.
Before long, Ms. Dibyo had returned with Ms. Ambar and her husband.
"Taken to the hospital directly ma'am?" Tanya mbak Ambar, while staring concerned Aida's face that began to pale.
"To the place of the Midwife was Ambar, because from the beginning he knew the development of pregnancy nak Aida, after all the distance was very close from here... so son Aida can be handled quickly," replied Bu Dibyo who often drove Aida to check her pregnancy, because before her Aida did plan to give birth at the midwife's place.
"Oh, yes, I have. Come quickly mas, just in the bopong on her Aida," mbak Ambar looked at her husband.
Mas Bari seemed to have prepared beside Aida.
"Mbak Ning, please have the bag prepared by son Aida in the room bring it to his car mas Bari," said Bu Dibyo to mbak Ning.
Ma'am Ning nodded, "yes ma'am," replied Ms. Ning.
"Sir, please same Aida's bag," Aida's pinta.
"Yes neng," mbak Ning rushed to Aida's room.
"Could walk ndak son, if not strong to be carried by the same mas Bari," Bu Dibyo stared worriedly at Aida.
"Could be bu, Aida just walk," Aida refused, and immediately moved from her seat. "Aida just walk mas, still strong really," said Aida, because mas Bari still standing next to her.
"Yes, let me papah," bargained mbak Ambar, "mas, until wait in the car," pinta mbak Ambar to the husband.
Mas Bari immediately went out to open the car door.
Aida then in the same papah Ambar and Bu Dibyo to immediately go to the car owned by Ambar, which was parked in front of the shophouse.
"Mbak Ning at home, leave the flowers" said Ms. Dibyo, after she and Aida sat on the back bench.
"Mbak Ning just bring Aida's phone, later if you want to tell me to go directly to mbak Ning," Aida directly took her phone from inside the bag and thrust on mbak Ning.
"It's nothing neng?" Tanya mbak Ning frowned.
"It's okay mbak, anyway mother also brought a cell phone," replied Aida.
Mbak Ning nodded, and the car driven by Mas Bari immediately shot away from the shophouse area to go to the Midwife's house.
In the car, Aida is seen sitting uncomfortably. The pain in his stomach felt more intense, to make the young mother-to-be hissing to withstand the pain so that she did not scream complain.
Aida placed her right hand on the lower abdomen that was painful and then read Bismillah three times, then dido'a, βA'uudzu billahi wa qudrotihi min syarri maa ajidu wa uhaadziru." *)
"It hurts, son? Patience, let's just get there," Dibyo tried to calm Aida down while she gently stroked her stomach.
Before long, they also arrived at the residence of the Midwife who was not too far from the shophouse.
"Loh ma'am, that's the fence of the Midwife's house, isn't it closed?" Mas Bari who had just stopped his car right in front of the gate made of iron trellis as high as the adult's chest turned towards Bu Dibyo, "his kayak in the lock bu fence, his," mas Bari.
"Tho mas figure?" Ms. Dibyo tried to come out, through the glass window next to her. "Yes yes mas," murmured bu Dibyo.
"Let me not go down ma'am, I check directly who knows only the padlock is attached but not in the key," mas Bari rushed down to check the gate of the residence of the Midwife.
A second later mas Bari has returned while shaking his head, "Mother Midwife like her act ma'am, on the door of the house has been put on notice if he closed for three days," said Mas Bari once entering the car, and sitting in the driver's seat.
"So, where's this going, ma'am?" Mas Bari asked, glancing at Aida who was enduring the pain.
"Nearby maternity clinic, want Aida?" Ask mommy Dibyo to make sure.
Aida just nodded, she was completely unable to think about what to do? And where to?
"Isn't it as good as it is, in the big hospital alone ma'am? Are the facilities more complete? Did you know that Aida had a history of bleeding from a fall a few months ago, right?" Saran mas Bari, while glancing at Aida who was still grimacing in pain.
"How good is it, mas" replied Aida.
"Then, let's hurry up Mas Bari. Poor son Aida, it has been in pain since then," said Ms. Dibyo.
"Well ma'am," replied Bari politely, and immediately put his car back on the highway of the provincial capital to get to Teresa hospital which is not too far from where they are today.
serial,,,
*) means: "I take refuge in God and His power from the evil that I am feeling and that I am worried about" (HR. Muslim)
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Sorry for the inconvenience of waiting for the novel to come back up, due to physical limitations that require me to take a break.
And I also hope a lot, hopefully after this can routine up again.
Thank you, bestie, for you are still faithfully waiting... π€ππ