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An hour had passed, Cakra and his children were still waiting quietly in front of the operating room. Do'a is unceasingly promised for the safety of the two people they care about. Cakra has also had time to clean and change clothes. Fortunately, Arsyi took the initiative to ask the driver to pick up a change of clothes and equipment for the baby.
Shortly after, the door of the operating room opened. Two nurses came out pushing an incubator.
"Pa, look! My sister is out!" arsyi.
They all got up and walked towards the two nurses who had just exited the operating room.
"Sus, how's my baby doing?" ask the chakras to the sisters. While the three children were engrossed in watching the youngest who slept in the incubator.
"The baby father was born healthy, the sex is male with a weight of 3.2 kg and a length of 51 cm.." detailed one of the sisters.
"Then how's my mom, Sus?" Now it was Arsha's turn to ask. He had seen his sister born safely, but he did not know how his mother was doing at this time.
"The patient is currently undergoing surgical removal of the uterus due to bleeding that is difficult to stop, especially the age of patients who are over 40 years old" explained the nurse.
All were silent, the three Ajeng children only knew that their mother's womb had to be removed, but they tried sincerely for the safety of the mother. Moreover, Ajeng had four cesarean operations, so the uterine wall was already very thin.
"In that case, we will bring the father to the baby's room first" said the nurse.
"May I come, Sus?" dira Pinta. He wanted to accompany his sister while his father and younger siblings waited for the completion of the mother's operation.
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The operation was completed two hours ago. Ajeng is currently receiving intensive care at HCU. Doctors should continue to monitor the development of Ajeng condition after surgical removal of the uterus.
"Darling, get up! Our little baby needs you..." Cakra sitting next to Ajeng's gurney continued to whisper while holding his wife's hand.
The doctor said Ajeng would wake up tomorrow morning, because he was deliberately made to sleep to recover his condition post-surgery.
Cakra continued to whisper encouraging words so that his wife could soon be awake and re-assembled together, especially now that they have arrived a new family member, who has not been given a name at all. Cakra wants Ajeng to name their youngest son.
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Elsewhere, the three Cakra children were in the nursery. They could only stare at the tiny baby from behind the glass wall. If their mother had been awake, of course the sister could immediately be moved to the nursery, and they could hold the handsome baby freely.
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Arsyi took a photo of her baby sister with a cell phone camera for the next she will send to Eya. Every time they always exchange news, asking the development of the condition of the mother and also the youngest Adibrata.
"Ais.. whereas I also want to visit my mother, but why is only one person allowed to enter" grumbled Arsha.
"May mama soon wake up and we can get back together again." said Dira.
"This is all because papa is negligent to take care of mama until mama has to experience something bad like this. Had I been there, of course my mother would not have fared like this" said Arsha. For some reason, his feelings of sadness for his father have not disappeared since he heard the reason why his mother bleeding.
"Don't keep blaming papa, it's a disaster. We don't know when it's coming. What is clear is that we must continue to pray for mama to quickly awaken and return to our midst. Pity the baby's sister for not feeling the embrace of the mother.." explained Arsyi at length.
Arsha was silent. His twin words were true, but he did not want to admit.
"Kids..." Cakra who had returned from Ajeng's room approached his three children.
Dira and Arsyi turned their heads, looking at the father who had reddened eyes. It seemed like inside there, the man came back crying.
"Arsha!" Since the teenager did not turn his head, Cakra called out to him once more.
With ogah-ogahan, Araha turned around, he stared lazily at his father's face, making Cakra could only sigh slowly. His son was really angry, he thought
"You guys just go home with the driver, let papa here who accompanies mom. You have to go to school tomorrow, right?" ask Cakra.
"Yes, Pa..." Dira and Arsyi answered simultaneously.
"I don't want to go to school, I'll be here until mom gets well" he said.
"Don't do this, Sha. Come on, we better get home..." Dira pulls Arsha's hand.
Arsha flinched, as if nailing her feet on the floor to the point of being unable to move.
"Arsha!"
"No want! Don't know, brother!" snapped Arsha.
"Whatever Lo!" Dira who is sick of choosing a farewell to his father. So too with Arsyi.
Cakra looked at his son. "Son.." call him.
Arsha melengos, he even stepped away somewhere.
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