What is my fault, sir?

Premature

Ibu Ani and Ibu Yuni paced back and forth in front of the hospital's ER room for almost half an hour waiting for no news about Neng's condition, even though the procedure they had fulfilled all including patient registration.

After an hour of waiting came a nurse with hasty steps while carrying a patient file, "Family Lady Ningtiyas Paramiitha."

"Yes Sister, I'm her mother what about my daughter?" ask Ani's mother worriedly.

"Let's go with me to see the Doctor in his room!"

Since Ibu Yuni was also worried, they ended up following the nurse with long steps up to the doctor room without much question.

"Good night Doc, what happened to our daughter Doc?" Yuni's mother became more worried because she was called by the doctor.

"Please sit down Mom, this is where her husband is, why only her mother, this is who Mom is and who is Mother-in-law?" The doctor asked the two middle-aged mothers who were in front of him.

"Her husband became a TKI in Saudi Arabia, Doc, and we are Neng Mitha's adoptive mother more precisely we are employees," replied Ibu Ani honestly.

"Okay ma'am, this is a very critical condition of the baby in the womb, so it must be a quick surgery to save his life, we need family approval so that the mother and baby can be saved," doctor's description is long.

"Well Doc, do your best for our daughter and grandchild, I'll sign it" Ani's mother replied quickly.

"Before the patient fainted what exactly happened, because the doctor's prediction triggers the patient's emotions, making shock and tension?"

Mother Ani and Mother Yuni looked at each other because when Neng fainted they did not pay attention to Neng, they were eating together while watching infotaiment television cheerfully.

"We were having a meal together after her seven-month pregnancy, but Neng Mitha was watching television" Ms Yuni said.

"Okay ma'am, this is a signature, we'll take immediate action to save the patient and the baby!" doctor Obgym said while presenting the file to Ani's mother.

Almost two hours Ibu Ani and Ibu Yuni waited in front of the operating room, even some employees also came to provide support to people who contributed to them.

Mpok Atun was also worried after hearing his mother's story, pensive to recall before Neng Mitha fainted he was watching the infotaimant on television.

When a nurse came out of the operating room quickly they ran up to her, "How is Sister, has the operation finished?" ask Ani's mother.

"No ma'am, this patient needs two blood bags, can any one of the family take in PMI?"

"I can Sus, here's the affidavit!" answer Mpok Atun.

"This is Ma'am's certificate, you just give this certificate to PMI officers, let's hurry with the time!"

"Ok ready."

An hour passed like a day, after Mpok Atun came and handed over the blood he took from the PMI, along with the red light above the operating room door changed green, Ani's mother got up from her seat approaching the door hoping that someone would come out of there.

One doctor and two sisters came out together and they quickly approached the doctor and the nurse, wanting to know about Neng Mitha and her baby.

"Where is the doctor, we wish my daughter and granddaughter well?" ask Ani's mother.

"What about our grandson Doc?" ask Mother Yuni

"Because of premature birth the baby's weight is only 1.9 kg; now it is in the baby's room and placed in the incubator,"

"Is the baby healthy Doc?"

"The baby is healthy just less weight,"

"Thank you Doc,"

"Same, sorry Mom, just one or two people waiting for the patient, the rest of tomorrow can come back, it's already night."

The doctor and nurse left them feeling relieved, although Neng was still not past his critical period but the operation went smoothly already alleviating the worries a little.

"Thank God, hopefully tomorrow morning Neng Mitha realized and we can regroup especially with her son" said Ms. Sumi.

"Aamiin." answered them all in unison.

Tonight Ani and Mpok Atun's mother who waited for Neng in the hospital, he was invited to their respective homes tomorrow they will return to the hospital.

Towards dawn Mother Ani stood behind the glass window, looking at Neng who had not realized from this afternoon, without tears creek, saw the young girl who was living struggling alone, he said, without the support of the family, even the father of the baby is not aware of the pregnancy.

Making Ani's mother remember for almost three months now living in a house with Neng, Neng, while with him will look cheerful and happy but already several times Mother Ani caught Neng who was pensive when she was alone while rubbing her growing belly.

Almost a week ago Neng was often daydreaming, often sitting in the living room while rubbing her stomach, but when Mother Ani joined in sitting next to her Neng always hid her sadness, she said, and he always avoids being asked.

Sometimes Ani's mother also saw Neng wipe her tears, crying silently, if the answer is only answered by feeling or baper, sometimes the answer is baby-congenital, sometimes the answer is, though Ani's mother knew very well that Neng always remembered the father of her baby.

When pensive Mother Ani remembered her daughter who was in the village, how they had now almost ten years not met, she returned with tears while looking straight at Neng's bed.

Neng's hand was seen twitching, Ani's mother immediately ran up to the nurse who was in the lobby of the surveillance room, "Suster can I enter, I see my daughter's hand moving?"

"Let's go see there!" take one of the sisters while running small while carrying complete equipment.

Ani's mother ran after the nurse without waking Mpok Atun who was still asleep in the long chair next to the entrance of the surveillance room.

Until inside Mother Ani saw Neng had awakened, her eyes water and her eyes look empty, her hands feel her stomach is shrinking, looks shocked and confused.

"Neng Mitha look at me son!" said Mother Ani pulled Neng's hand which would open the infusion because it was still confused.

Neng was more confused and wept dumbstruck after realizing that his stomach had shrunk his mind even more and more, because he did not know what was happening.

"Son, your son has been born with a cesarean operation, he looks healthy handsome, his nose is sharp and his hair is thick and jabrik rose up," comforted Mother Ani while clasping Neng's hand tightly.