After Married

After Married
LEGA


“Arggghhhhh .. hhhh ...”


Nisa was straining with all her might and finally there was the sound of a melodious cry from a baby boy.


"Oek .. oek .. oek .. oek ...."


"Alhamdulillah." said everyone with great relief.


Fadhil who could not help his scent immediately kissed Nisa's forehead many times.


"Thank you dear."


Nisa who was still drenched in sweat and sweat finally could smile with relief. His struggle to still be able to give birth to normal has now succeeded.


The baby, who was still covered in red blood, was immediately given to Fadhil to be prosecuted.


Fadhil who had not held a baby for a long time was a bit clumsy when the red baby was in his carrier.


But he was so happy that the fruit of his love was born healthy and safe. With tenderness he immediately persecuted the son in his right ear and then worshiped in his left ear.


It has the meaning to introduce the baby to Allah SWT and his duties in the world. This tradition has been started since the time of the Prophet.


Nisa who saw that accidentally shed her tears of joy.


After Nisa's stomach is cleaned from the remnants of the placenta and so forth, then this time is the sewing sewing process. Fadhil who was still curious about what he heard a few years ago also followed all the processes that midwives did at that time.


But Nisa had been given an anesthetic injection. So that when the suturing process does not hurt too much.


This is done because if a tear occurs on v***na after giving birth normally then the doctor will sew v**na immediately, but first he has given a local anesthetic.


Actually, if pregnant women who have undergone epidural anesthesia before, this local anesthetic is not needed because the mother still does not feel the pain. But because the anesthesia was only partial, then Nisa was given local anesthesia back.


Sret ... sreeet .. srut .. sret .. slup....


Such is the sound of sewing needles when met with Nisa's skin. Even from the direction of the bed he could see how long the thread the midwife was using back then.


It was a little pained to imagine that, especially if it was done on his stomach. Amit-amit baby, he never wanted to do the birth process by cesarean.


Therefore, she also tried to keep giving birth normally.


Finally the sewing duration is finished. This time he prayed that the doctor's stitches uh his midwife were a little neater than before. That was Nisa's thinking at the time.


But he was unceasingly grateful this time he was still able to survive after going through the struggle of life and death just now. After that the baby was immediately taken to the special baby room upstairs.


Nisa will be moved into her ward. Before leaving Nisa, Fadhil was given a warning by one of the midwives there.


"Sorry sir can come into my room for a minute."


Fadhil nodded, followed him but asked Nisa for permission.


After being outside his room Fadhil was given some messages.


"After giving birth, the mother may experience emotional changes. That's why, some mothers experience the baby blues, a condition of mood disorders after childbirth that can affect the ability of the mother in caring for the baby and disrupt sleep."


"This condition should not be ignored. If that happens, you should talk to the doctor immediately."


"More if after childbirth the mother experiences prolonged feelings of sadness or more than 2 weeks."


"Good doctor."


Then he excused himself and immediately took Nisa to the post-natal care room.


"Oh yes sir, later Nisa's mother can enter the Lactation room at certain hours yes."


"Good sister."


"Later Nisa's mother just to mention the mother's name, will be assisted by the guard nurse to meet the baby."


"Good."


The rules of this hospital are a little different. The mother and baby are separated within a few hours of the beginning of birth. It is intended that the baby is not contaminated with bacteria.


Because usually the family members of patients who come are less clean. As a result they touch the baby without cleaning his hands and body.


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