Wulan In Night Wound

Chapter 38 Fighting

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"Ouch!" I grimaced while grimacing.

"Why, Nduk?" ask Bune for a moment. While Pakne looked at me with a worried look.

"It's Bune, my stomach feels so tense. Keep like rich mules who want BAB. But it's gone the mules" I obviously felt the sensation I felt in my stomach area.

"Do you want a baby, Nduk?" ask Bune was-was.

I bit my confused lips to answer what. I've never had a birth experience before, so I don't know if the feeling that hit me just a moment ago is a sign of pre-delivery.

"It could be, Bune. You just prepare the car first, we go to the hospital" Pakne said.

"Don't you, Pakne. Who knows Wulan is just kebelet only" I said soothingly.

"It's okay, Pakne just get ready. Looks like it's getting close to that. Pakne's hunch rarely misses the problem" Pakne said and rushed into the house.

Bune and I entered the house. A moment later, Pakne was seen coming out of her room with a car key and rushing to the garage.

"You can go upstairs, Nduk? Bune befriend ya? Better Bune sleep with you on top tonight" he said with a worried look.

"Ga need, Bune. Wulan is okay", I said in a calm tone.

Pakne approached us who were still negotiating with each other near the stairs.

"Kok is still here?" ask Pakne astonishment.

"Bune wants to nemenin Wulan tonight to sleep in his room, but Wulan does not want this Pakne. Bune was worried that there would be nothing later" Bune replied complaining, trying to find support.

"But Wulan is worried that Bune is constricted, his rest will be uncomfortable" I said again refused. My attempt to convince Bune that I'm okay didn't work.

"Metul said Bunemu, Nduk. Later if you feel there is nothing Bune can immediately know and help" Pakne said in support of Bune's proposal.

Finally I relented, because I was just about to argue the same heartburn again. Not long, only about two minutes later lost his heartburn. Finally, Bune led me up the stairs slowly.

I couldn't rest in peace tonight, because of the pain and heartburn that were becoming more frequent. From the one that originally appeared every about half an hour, it now appeared once every ten minutes.

At 01:15 in the morning I suddenly felt my bed wet, along with the heartburn that reappeared.

Bizarrely. Is it possible I'm wetting the bed? Thought. But there is no smell of piles. I cringed in wonder. Amniotic fluid. I thought for a moment, as the memories of the last control session with Doctor Ibrahim appeared. He said, if a rupture of the membranes occurs or a fleck arises I am asked to immediately go to the hospital.

I finally woke up Bune who was asleep next to me.

"Bune, June. Sorry to interrupt the break" I said in a soft voice.

Bune woke up and blinked his eyes trying to adjust.

"Why, Nduk? Sick again?" ask her with a worried tone.

"Yes, Bune. His decency has also broken" I replied as I grimaced with the pain.

"Hhoa, it's broken?! Oh, piye iki? Sek, scek. Bune arep nangeni Pakne. Gawe equipment lahiran wes cemepak, right?" bune asked in a panic.

(Lhoah, it's broken?! Well, how's this? Wait, whoa. Bune's gonna wake Pakne up first. What equipment for the delivery has been prepared?)

"Congratulations, Bune. Wulan behind the door", point me at the bag I mean. Two medium-sized bags have been prepared since a month ago. One bag for newborn baby gear, one bag with my gear.

(Sammon : already)

Finally Bune and I came down the stairs in a limp. When we got to the bottom we passed Ce Fani. Ce Fani was one of those who felt sympathy for the fate that befell me.

"You want a baby, Lan?" tanyanya's worried. I saw a typical tube bag that an architectural child had slung on his back.

I just nodded while smiling weakly.

"Son Fani, can you take Wulan for a second? I want to wake you up first so I can take you to the hospital" said Bune.

"Oh, can Mom. Let me hold the Wulan"

"I led her to the living room, Lan. You wait for me to get ready while sitting on the sofa" Ce Fani directly led me without my consent.

After sitting on the sofa, I made small talk to Ce Fani.

"Ssemesterday holiday ce?"

"Udah in Salatiga until yesterday, then contacted alumni friends to help. There is a small project. The man who took care of him before again grieved, his son died yesterday. Kasian, he's also a Petra alumnus. His wife died a few months ago of severe bleeding during the birth of her child. His son was born prematurely, almost seven months. The heart leaks, and can survive only six months" he explained at length.

"I'm sorry to hear it, Ce", I said with a grieving look. The next second I hissed because of the pain that came back rolling.

"It hurts?" ce Fani asked with a worried look.

I just nodded while squeezing the edge of the sofa with my mouth closed.

"I salute you, Lan. Not many women want to choose the path like you. I pray healthy congratulations, until the birth later" he said sincerely.

I smiled in response. Not long after, Pakne and Bune appeared in a hurry. With the help of Ce Fani, I climbed onto the middle bench in Pakne's gray Innova car. Bune accompanied me on the middle bench, while Pakne drove.

At the hospital, I was taken to the ER. The guard midwife immediately handled me. I was placed in a wheelchair and led to a room with the label "Verlos Kamer" on the door. In the room there are three beds with curtain dividers as a barrier whose condition is still open

The midwife closed the curtains around my bed, helped me take off the pants I was wearing, and replaced them with the sheath I had prepared in the bag. After that I was asked to lie on the patient bed and the midwife prepared an observation to prepare for my birth.

"I'll check the openings first, Mom. Doctor Erna has been contacted, is on her way here" said the midwife while putting latex gloves on her right hand.

Hearing me hissing in pain, the midwife directly directed her attention at me.

"The frequency of contractions is every ten minutes. It shouldn't be this long" the midwife said as she watched the wall clock hanging in the room.

"Prophey, Mom. The first child? Take a deep breath, exhale through the mouth slowly. Breathing exercises so that later the flow is easy and smooth. Try not to cry so that later it does not run out of energy when pushing", continued the midwife who saw my knuckles that whitened with pain.

I did not answer a single midwife's words because I was too busy with the pain that was suffering from me. I clenched my lips tightly, holding back the sound. I was afraid that if any sound escaped, then I would not be able to resist screaming.

"Bent his leg and opened wide, ma'am" asked the midwife.

The midwife put her finger into my womanhood. I felt pain when his hand broke in.

"Open five, Mom. Patience yes. Before dawn, his son may have been born. Excuse me for getting ready, yes" said the midwife, taking off her latex gloves and throwing them in a small trash can under the bed.

Just as the curtain opened, the door of the VK room also opened. Bune came in with a worried look. Bune was speechless to see my pale condition endure the pain.

Then suddenly.

Bruk!!

What the hell's going on?