YOUNG WIFE
CHAPTER 38
The cry of the baby has not once greeted Rara's sense of hearing. The girl continued to cry, staring at her baby who was lying weakly inside the incubator. Seen from the glass door the doctor was examining his baby.
"Why hasn't she cried yet? our son's okay with the mas's invitation?"
Rara said to hawatir.
"Look, baby, my son will be fine, I'm sure he's strong like you"
Gandi calms his wife.
Rara continued to stare at the tiny baby, whose body was filled with life support tools.
The sound of the machine sounded loud, able to break the eardrum, because for Rara, every rhythm of the machines was like an angel plucking it for him. Rara went back to her nursery. Assisted in a wheelchair.
"Mas" Call Rara Lirih
"Yes dear. What's up?" ask Gandi gently.
"I'm scared, mas?" He said while removing the clear stream on his pale face.
"Huus. Don't think of the no-no. Keep praying, for the healing of our child"
Rara nodded weakly.
"Mas, have you told papa?" Ask Rara to know.
"Not yet dear, I am afraid of anything happening to papa, therefore I have not dared to tell him"
Rara nodded in understanding.
"Be careful" Pinta Gandi while helping to take Rara down from the wheelchair.
"Rest me, I'll have some fruit for you"
Rara smiled, seeing the sincerity of her husband.
They were just the two, oma Mahdim and Maya, had come home, Gandi did not want his omen was exhausted. They have been in the hospital for three days, but their baby is still under development.
Today Gandi was asked to see a pediatrician, Doctor Celsilah who handles their baby. After feeding his beloved wife, the man took a moment to see the doctor in his room.
"Darling, I'm staying!"
Rara tetsy smiled as her consent. Gandi kissed Rara's forehead for a moment, after which, he exited the hospital room to the doctor's room.
"Sorry, I want to see Doctor Celsi"
"Please sir, doctor Celsi is waiting for you inside"
"Thank you, sus"
Gandi opened the doorknob slowly, where a snelli-wearing woman was sitting on her desk chair, looking at the paper before her.
"Excuse me doc" said the Friendly, smiling doctor Celsi kindly welcomed Gandi.
"Please sit Mr. Gandi!"
Pinta doctor Celsi. Sandy sat facing the doctor.
"How's Doc, my son's development?"
Doctor Celsi took his breath slowly.
"Look sir, I have to tell you the truth, about the development of the father's daughter, how the father's baby has complications.
"dock complications? that means..?"
"This sir. Premature babies always have complications. Such cases often occur in premature babies. It's caused by the incomplete vital organs in the baby."
"For the case of the father's baby, it had difficulty breathing, due to his immature respiratory system.
your baby has a lung disorder known as bronchopulmonary dysplasia.
Not only that, the father's daughter also experienced cardiac massash, patent ductus arteriosus, which is a heart defect caused by incomplete heart development."
"So, what's the solution to save my daughter. Doc?"
"Me and my team of doctors, heart and lung specialists, have given the best treatment, sir! we are waiting for the help of God's hand. I say this, so that later the father will not be surprised if something happens that we do not want. We both pray for the healing and safety of the father's baby"
That burly body, limp unjointed. After hearing the doctor's explanation. In her heart she was terrified to lose her love with Rara. Not to mention the man had to calm his wife down every day.
Gandhi was devastated by this incident. The man was sitting on a chair in the hospital corridor. His eyes began to overshadow, the tears of the man began to sassy in the eyes.
Gandi rose from his seat, his feet stepped towards the baby's isolation room, the eagle's eyes stared at the pus from the glass door, his hands felt glass as if he was caressing the baby.
"Hold on, baby, you must be strong, your arms must be impatient to hold you and hold you" She whispered as if her little daughter understood what she was expecting and saying.
Can not stand the inner torment of Gandi sitting in the hospital corridor chair. The man was unaware that the new Maya was coming, looking at him pity. Maya approached carefully the woman rubbed her burly shoulders that looked fragile.
"Wake up, don't be like this. Rara looks for you, she looks agitated waiting for you, Gandi stands up, the man quickly pierces her cousin's body.
"I'm afraid of losing my daughter, Maya!, she's our baby who we've always been waiting for, her hopes are very slim. For him to survive" complained Gandi while sobbing.
"Mas, I know this is hard for you, but the one thing you must remember is that all destiny is in the hands of God. Wash your face, meet Rara. Pity him himself"
Gandi nodded, the man stepped towards the toilet to correct his appearance. He thought it was neat, Gandi walked to his wife's nursery.
"Mas, why so long? what's the doctor saying, our son's well-advanced, mas?"
Gandi approached, he grabbed Rara's fingers, he kissed slowly.
"Pray baby, for our child. You know our child was born prematurely, anything can happen to him, what else your body that was not enough seven months. Think well of our son!"
Rara stared at the black bead that belonged to her husband.
"What does that mean?"
Gandi again kissed Rara's lemurs.
"Our child has bronchopulmonary dysplasia and patent ductus arteriosus."
Instantly Rara smothered her mouth, her tears brashly began to glow.
"God, this is all because I'm not careful, I'm the worst mother who can't take care of her own baby"
Rara's safe shook because of the girl's cry. Gandi fondly carried him in his arms.
"Don't say that, baby, for you are always the best"
As they were hugging, Mek's doctor came in to visit.
"Sorry to interrupt" said Mek's doctor.
"No doc, please come in"
Doctor Mek, began to examine the tension Rara and after that he saw the incision scars of surgery.
"Heeem. Everything is good, the outer and inner seams are also no problem, but Rara's mother must keep her diet and do not move much first, because the wound on the inside is wet, wet, lots of rest to recover quickly"
Say the Mek doctet reminds.
"Yes doc, thank you"
"One more thing, mothers do not be too stressed to think about the mother's baby, because it can affect the mother's blood pressure later"
"Yes doc, God willing" answered Rara softly.
After the examination, Doctor Mek left Rara's room. Gandi again sat next to his wife's banker, looking tired face Thirty-three year old man. His eyes looked sunken, his cheeks also looked thin.
Gandi faithfully gave up his rest just to keep his wife, so that he would always be beside Rara, until the man fell asleep with his head resting on top of the banker. It was the immense love that made the grown man tirelessly care for and wait for his little wife.
