We, Without Me

Mellifluous Crying

Irregular popped steps echoed in the deserted hallway. Then mixed with the constant roar of others. It stopped immediately when confusion struck.

A pair of old men were heard throwing questions at each other. The two ensure each other that the swing of the treading limb has properly brought the soul and body to the intended place.

"Kev ... Pa, it's Keven. Come on, Pa, hurry!" exciting Mama Agni. The old woman walked quickly ahead. A little running with a fused sense of anxiety and relief. Not caring about Papa Leigh who was also focused on Keven, tailing was just as worried.

In front of the maternity room door Keven moved uneasily. Sometimes he looked down anxiously, then looked up with a heavy and rough sigh. Squeezing fingers that are linked to each other until reddened. His spirit seemed to be sucked in an endless hallway of light.

“Ma .. Yuki, Ma.” Keven's voice vibrated. The expression of panic was real. He stirred the mound through the frenzied eyes. Even the tangled hair that was grabbed looked sticking out.

“Sabar, Kev. Nothing,” said Mama Agni gently while rubbing Keven's sturdy back. It feels wet because I sweat. But still trying to spread calm despite being equally anxious.

“Ta-so broken. Car strikes. There's nobody. My wife, Ma ... Yuki .. Yuki in da-lam .. amniotic .. blood ...” Keven. All the fear in the eyes. It is still warm to remember all the panic that ended with Yuki's weakened grip.

But all Keven can do now is wait for Yuki to bet his life behind the tightly shut door. Keven seemed to lose his footing. He's having trouble breathing. Plus a soft sentence of Yuki's apology faintly whispered.

‘No! You can, honey. Please don't .. I beg you to hold on. Don't stay with me,’ Inner Keven twitched fretfully.

For a moment the air in the deserted passageway seemed to thin out even more. Shortness of pressing the chest cavity. Blocking the supply of oxygen in the blood to the brain.

"Excuse me, sorry, husband?"

All three men of different ages are tiptoeing. Looking right at the figure that was poking behind the door of the maternity room that was slightly open behind him. There was also a melodious groan of shrill cries that presented haru, pulling both corners of the lips curved happily. But the smile fell from Keven's lips when anxiety hit again.

"I" said Keven quickly with a slightly choked voice.

"Sus, how is my grandson?" ask Mama Agni. His eyes were trying to peer out of the thin gap. Unfortunately only the empty walls caught the sense of sight.

"Male. Baby and mother are healthy .. sorry, mother Yuki's husband can go straight in? Please Mr. Let me help you."

"I'm going in first, Ma, Pa."

"Yes, the hunt to meet Yuki," urged Mama Agni impatiently. His head turned back when the door opened a little wide.

Mom Agni's old hand shook. Spontaneous cupped by Papa Leigh who had in fact made many requests to the Power.

While in the cold room that Keven had just entered, the man was seen standing stiff. Nor directly receive a baby that should be immediately warmed. Once I was full of questions in the eternal.

"I'm still alive, By," joked Yuki with a light puckishness. The closed eyes are very peaceful success makes Keven waver.

"Please hug Leo for a while," Yuki's pinta as her eyelids blinked slowly.

Can Yuki see Keven who is clumsy when attaching his son's tiny body to his chest. Luckily thanks to the help of the young Papa nurses, he managed to provide skin to skin contact safely.

"Our son, honey. Thank you .. You are amazing. Thanks for successfully fighting. Sorry I made you sick." Again Keven became a crybaby. His eyes were wet even though they were not melted.

The sight that was not once twice witnessed by the medical team on duty still gives its own happiness. Though not as big as happy Keven who sits next to Yuki's delivery gurney. Clutching tightly the son who occasionally squirms, while his eyes remain fixed on Yuki who starts to close his eyes tightly. The young mother was completely exhausted and suddenly drowsy.

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"It hurts, honey?" asked Keven while grimacing in pain. Not because of feeling what Yuki felt, but holding the pain in the arm that Yuki had been clutching.

Yuki's long nails somehow managed to stab to the bone. Tearing the skin and sowing the muscular flesh.

"Boy is strong. Just released if already satisfied .. well, only Oma said it was released. Are you full of Oma's granddaughter? Really your son, Kev. If it is so usually soon go to sleep anyway," said Mama Agni who suddenly was behind Keven.

"Mama buyin banana equals apple. While you eat yes, Ki. Let's not lemes," said Mama Agni again. Take out one comb of a banana and a few red apples.

Yuki tries to fix her clothes. Also assisted by Keven by raising a special clothes zipper nursing mother Yuki wear.

It was not long before Papa Leigh entered while wiping his wet hands with two pieces of tissue. "Papa's Grandson have you given me names?" papa Leigh asked curiously.

"Udah, Pa," Yuki replied with a small nod. "His name is Leo, Kaleo."

"Alamgir Kaleo Haziq,” Keven continued to appeal to Yuki's answer. Do not forget to gently brush the hair of the wife who is no longer disheveled. Dropping the shade full of gratitude and love that is increasingly blooming. “May he grow up to be a smart, ingenious, blessed child in every journey he takes in this world."

“And hopefully be a good Brother for his ten sisters later. Or two dozen of you, huh, By? What do you think Mama? Mama equally Papa can be a family tournament referee later?” seloroh Yuki. Grinned amusedly found the reaction to Keven's reluctance. Similarly, Mama Agni who gawked in shock and Papa Leigh who actually nodded energetically.

“One, Leo aja ... do you want a lot? We adopt huh?”

“Mumpung is young, By. Still strong mengejan. Aren't you, Ma?”

As if traumatized, Keven shook his head. One success makes him almost crazy even though he is not the one who bets his life.

It's impossible to experience something similar repeatedly. Especially if you accompany Yuki during the labor process. Instantly the man who had just held the title of Papa was afflicted with severe nausea.

“Serejekannya aja. If later Leo can cepet have adek, Mama ya grateful. Mama is still strong.”

“Iya, but if you can already this. I can't let Ma see Yuki in pain like that anymore. It's no problem being an only child.”

“Your, Kev. Do you know how hard it is to give birth? Still want to be the same Mama?”

“I'm recalcitrant what else, Ma? I'm not a kid,” Shall Keven.

“No more ngaku Papa's son. May your granddaughter look like Yuki. Let our house be bright, crowded, colorful. Let the cherry come down from Yuki aja.”

“Keven is fine too. Mama's own child kok digituin,” reprimand Papa Leigh.

Rotating the lazy eyeball, Mama Agni back multimatum Keven. “Remember yes, love your wife and child. I've been working hard on Yuki's nine-month birth. Struggling with death. Watch out if you are bad. Mama herself cut your wand to the end!”

Shuddering in pain, Keven spontaneously cupped a paralon that was mewing behind his pants. Unlike the Yuki who laughed out loud to surprise the baby who was sleeping.

The sudden melodious cry provoked panic. Flashing the shame and regret of not being able to control the outpouring of laughter that twitches on tightly-polarized lips.

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