2 Flower Stalks
The Truth about Salma (Part 3)

After the departure of the men who sought blood donors for Suswanti.

Siti immediately re-entered with the midwife into the delivery room.

Siti found the sight of her sister who was lying limp and looked tired after removing her tiny baby earlier.

He looked blankly at the ceiling of the maternity room.

His body was slightly whitened and bluish also indicates that there was a lot of blood coming out of his birth canal, glimpsed by Siti the midwife was ceaselessly wiping the blood with a towel cloth down there, the smell of blood filling the room made Siti's head feel dizzy.

The midwife had put an oxygen hose in Suswanti's nose to help her breathe easily.

Sometimes the midwife was caught glancing at Suswanti and just kept wiping the bottom there quickly. The look of anxiety on his face was also sweat that poured profusely there even though the cold air pierced the skin.

"Mr sus..."

greet Siti quietly beside her.

"Hmmm.."

suswanti replied limp still with her blank look.

"Drink mbak.ini water.the broth should drink a lot.."

thrusting straws and bottles together onto her brother's pale lips.

Suswanti slowly drank it a little and then removed the straw from her mouth.

Siti saw her brother was limp and her breathing was getting weaker.

"Mr midwife ..what's going to be okay.."

"Wouldn't we just take her to the hospital.."

"With a state of bleeding like this will actually endanger the condition mbak.apalagi hospital only exist in the city center.here there are only clinics of the same grade...we better wait for the blood donation from PMI to come soon.."

The midwife is now switching to holding a compress that has been filled with ice chunks in it, put the compress on the stomach Sus hope that bleeding can be stopped immediately with his action.

It had been more than 20 minutes but the car had not returned, the midwife began to panic because she saw bleeding that did not stop.

The mother has also been very weak now, her breathing began to irregular, midwife got information from the central PMI that there are some people taking blood donors on her behalf.

The midwife immediately drowned because there was no way they would reach within 10mnit.

Seeing the bleeding that does not end this.in addition they took donors in the central PMI.Yes God.I beg give mbak sus strength to survive.

The infusion hose is still attached with the liquid that continues to pour. Suswanti already looks pale, her body looks bluish view blank straight ahead, her breath is wheezing, the midwife continues to call her hoping the patient remains in her consciousness.

"Mbak.ini I Siti.I beg you to endure.for the beautiful baby.I beg you.."

Siti tried to whisper in Suswanti's ear with a stamped word because now she was sobbing.

"Hmmm.."

just answering with his blank look without opening his mouth, then a second later seen his eyes draining water.

His body was as stiff as it was enduring a terrible pain.

"Why is this ma'am..What's wrong with mbak sus.."

Siti began to panic, the midwife continued to give the best possible action with the limitations of existing tools.

Siti saw her sister open her mouth slowly like she wanted to say something, she immediately returned next to her brother.

he said slowly with a stern voice.

Then those eyes slowly closed, his body was squeezing, the sound of his breathing was slowly disappearing as well.

Siti was crying so much in her shadow was seen the figure of a tiny baby who was laughing innocently, at that moment she sat down.

Suswanti was unable to hold on and let out her last breath that night.

Siti staggered still with tears flowing, one in the waiting room gave the baby to Siti while sobbing softly.

Shortly after that Abdullah had just come staring at the nanar in the doorway, Siti who realized his arrival stared with eyes that were still streaming tears, then shook his head slowly while continuing to warmly hug the tiny baby.

As if knowing the purpose of the view of the wife, abdullah immediately rested, his knees hit the floor, the blood bag he was carrying was slammed on the floor, he was bowed in and sobbed there, he was sobbing, slowly Siti approached him and said.

"His name is Salma Salsabilla.."

they both cried hugging each other with the baby in their midst.

Since then Salma has been raised by Abdullah.

Abdullah moved from town B to occupy his brother's house in the countryside. His parents' house was sold for him to buy land next to the safi'i house which became his field now.

Abdullah thinks with him living in the village he is easier to find a job, especially in the village the air is cool and also has fertile soil, he is also smart in farming.

The area is also close to the pesantren area will certainly educate Salma later become a religious girl like her mother.

Abdullah and Siti never told him about Salma's true self, they did not want to make him sad because of the loss of both parents.

They raise Salma as her son, care lovingly, take on an identity as a parent through a very complicated trial, and never discriminate affection with his biological son Insha who was born a few years later.

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Father still sobbing when the story about the time was over, he apologized to Salma because all this time never gave an explanation about Salma's true identity.

Actually, he also did not want Salma to know for the rest of his life, but why in the afternoon he seemed compelled to tell everything. Which of course makes Salma now sit crammed in the middle of the tomb with tombstones bearing Suswanti and Safi'i Anwar as his biological parents. He sobbed until he could say nothing.

While Insha hugged her from behind, she also cried and tried to calm her brother down.

Hanafi was also carried away by that very sad atmosphere, her tears just flowed down her cheeks.

"Don't cry brother.you still have a father and I'm here.."

Insha said softly in Salma's ear.

"Until now you will remain my son Salma.I am also your father.."

Salma turned to her father, left Insha there and hugged her father in a wheelchair.

"I am your son father.I am your son.really until whenever I am your son.thanks for taking care of me all this time father.I love father.."

say it slowly and stammered because of her increasingly crying.

Meanwhile, Hanafi approached Insha to help him stand up, and they embraced each other while looking at his father and Salma who were shedding tears.

The sky was almost dark they decided to go home, the eyes of Insha, Salma and father were still damp because of the criticism about Salma's parents. But their attitude is like nothing happened there, because however they are family from the first either before or after knowing the truth.

And yes as sad and as painful as you live your life, family is the first thing that can accommodate every problem you, because the blood bond is stronger than any bond in the world.

Seriate...