DEVANYE. STILL LOVING YOU
part 91's
Stomach hurts.
From a few hours ago I felt a sharp pain in the area under my stomach. But the pain sometimes. Sometimes it feels and then disappears, soon hurts again. So many times. I can only endure this pain alone. I couldn't sleep from now on. My waist feels hot.
Grabbing hp on the nightstand. I'm looking for dad's number. Ah I must have been mean to call my dad at this hour, at two in the evening. But I think maybe I'll give birth.
Delayed call voice. Not yet adopted by father. I must be really tired, considering I just got back from Australia.
I changed the call, Samuel. On the third call, Sam's voice sounded a little upset there. He must also be tired, because he replaced you as long as you were gone.
"Sam.." call me shrewd. It felt a little weak because my stomach was back, sick, no energy, I gripped the curtains hard, while shivering my lower lip.
"Can you take me... to the house ..sick?" My toot. Suddenly the call was cut off. Oh my goodness, is he angry because I'm intruding? I'm alone now. Sam also decided to go back to sleep.
Yes it is!
Oh my goodness, it's getting sicker.
Brakk!!
The door to my room was open, fortunately I did not lock it just now when I felt a pain in my stomach. Samuel looked breathless, his appearance was in a mess! He only wears shorts, does not use a shirt at all to look charming abdominal muscles. Hair disheveled. His face looks worried. His forehead was soaked in sweat, did he run up the stairs just now?
"God!" call Sam and run towards me. I thought he was sleeping again! "Are you going to give birth?" sam asked as he held my hand.
"Don't know, but my stomach hurts from earlier, the symptoms are as if you want to be born, sometimes feel, sometimes not." I explained.
"How now?" sam asked, he pulled me up a little bit to sit on the bed.
"It has subsided" I said, stroking my stomach which is now improving.
"Isn't your birth schedule still eight days away? How can I get out now?" Ask Sam.
"Where do I know if this kid wants to get out now can I ban him?" I started to get annoyed, man, why did he ask so many questions at times like this?
"Where's the bag?" sam asked, meaning a prep bag for the baby when I was about to give birth. I prepared it long ago.
"In the closet!" point me towards the walk in closet.
Sam immediately ran in there, but just as he stepped into the door he stopped because I called him again.
"Sam. It hurts!" shrieked me, I clasped the bed sheet tightly. Sam turned back towards me.
"How's this? What am I supposed to do?" Sam is confused, but usually he is the most alert when faced with something. Geez this guy did he forget the most important main point for now? He walked back and forth in front of me while shuffling his hair.
"Take me to the hospital, Sam!!" My scream.
"Oh yes. Why am I so stupid!" Sam cursed his own stupidity by patting his eel.
"Sam hurry!" yell again. "It hurts Sam!"
"Yes me. immediately...Aaakkhh!!!" Sam shouted loudly as I grabbed his hair that was starting to grow long. I pulled his head to the right and to the left. My stomach really hurts! I was completely unaware of Sam's face in pain. This really is. Akhh my stomach hurts! So sick!
"Anye off! It's sick!" Sam thrashed out asking me to take my hand out of his hair.
"It hurts me Sam! You guys only know how to make babies, BUT DON'T KNOW WHAT IT'S LIKE FOR A WOMAN TO GIVE BIRTH?!" yell again. Sakiiit!!!!
Suddenly father and some people came half running behind him. Maybe someone heard the noise we made earlier.
Dad came closer, his face was worried.
"Anye, what's wrong? Are you sick? Are you going to give birth?" ask the father who is crouching in front of me.
"Dad help me!" Sam with a clear tone, his face looked very chaotic due to my actions. Some of her hair fell out on my hands.
"It hurts dad!" my lament. Without saying much, my father immediately carried me in front of his body, and ran to take me to the elevator, ignoring Sam's terrible situation. After the elevator doors opened, I ran back to the main door. At a time like this, the main door looks far away. Ah wrong who made this big house? Like a football field!
Dad kept running, the door became more and more clear. I put my arms around Dad's neck. There were two people ready to open the door. Out of the house, there were already a few cars outside. I looked at Dad's face, in the moonlight, Dad looks COOL! Ish in these moments I can still praise father!!
Dad put me carefully in the car, in front of the driver is ready to plunge gas.
"Dad sick!" I held my father's hand tightly, very tightly.
"The strong dear. We'll be there soon. You can, hold on a little!" Persuade father.
"Now take a breath." Dad gave me instructions like what my gymnastics instructor taught me. During this time I diligently followed the pregnancy gymnastics. Dad was just as he took his breath, inviting me to follow him. Fortunately, there was at least someone accompanying me "Pull again. Suck, pull again, sed.." Dad pulled and threw out his breath. As for me, I was so nervous to follow my father's instructions.
"Dad! Pull it and throw it!" I cried out to my father, beating the chair. I was upset but also wanted to laugh. Behind the calm attitude of the father earlier turned out to be a nervous father as well! But the pain in my stomach couldn't make me laugh.
"It hurts?" ask dad. I nodded as I continued to slowly draw and exhale, being calm was the only way to get through this pain of mine now.
Dad kept yelling at the driver, maybe he was telling to drive faster, because after the father shouted the car increased speed. Fortunately the streets were deserted, probably because it was early morning.
"Dad be calm. I thought I could keep this kid from giving birth in the car." I tried to calm Dad down.
"But why didn't you take me flying in a helicopter?" my many. Helicopter must be getting there faster!
He looked at me, his face was funny. The expression of a confused toddler.
"Dad forgot! Then I'll call a helicopter!" Dad was looking for something in his kimono-shaped nightgown.
"Dad forgot to bring hp." said the father again confused.
Yes it is.
"Is the hospital still far away?" my many.
I talked to the driver, then I switched to him.
"Twenty minutes left. Can you hold it?" father asked, there was guilt visible from his face.
"I'll work it out. Can you wipe my stomach? Maybe it will make the pain subside." I asked. Dad's obeying my will. Smells my stomach. It feels very comfortable, but this pain sometimes appears again more and more often.
"Don't push, son! Hold it in a minute!" exclaimed father, his tone sounded frustrated.
I forgot! This pain made me unconsciously push.
"Don't be here, I don't know about women giving birth!" dad looks scared.
Samuel was already there, he was already wearing his full outfit, not forgetting his thick jacket and sunglasses. A few guards stood behind him. He arrived first!
They took me to a check room. The doctor who first checked me into my doctor during this time included when it was time to give birth.
The doctor asked me to bend my legs and open them wide. Wearing thin gloves, he stuffed one of his fingers into my private area. It is better not to wear gloves, doctor. If only I could talk about it! I'm ashamed, and there's a father near me. The doctor said something to my father.
"The doctor said you were ready. Your opening is quick, baby." said father holding my hand. "You can do it, baby." I nodded, yes I should definitely be able to!
"Of course, don't worry. I'm a strong woman." Woman, I'm not a girl anymore!
The doctor is taking me to a room.
"Sam accompany the Carnation inside." Father told Sam who was walking behind him. Sam's face suddenly turned pale.
"Good, dad." Sam resigned. I'm sure he doesn't want to. Seen from his hands that did not want to be silent. Is he nervous or scared?
"Do you want a dad who's with you?" ask dad again.
"Not necessarily yeah. I'm alone."
There was relief on Samuel's face.
"You sure?" ask dad again.
"Yes. I think Sam's more nervous than I am! Just look at it! What could he do later inside, yelling louder than me?"
my lips to Sam. He just grieves dislikes. I just remember how he panicked when he was in my room.
"You too!" said again.
"No, you have to be with someone. If you're honest, you can't!" said father.
"Why?" sam and I asked.
"Dad's just afraid of fainting like he used to!" father's voice sounded shy.
Arriving at the delivery room, Sam has changed his jacket with a special shirt.
"You nervous?" ask Sam.
"Of course, this is my first experience!" myrag. Basic Samuel. Ask something like that! Of course every woman who is going to give birth must be nervous. Guess it!
After a few preparations, and my stomach was getting sicker. It feels like something urgent is asking to be taken out. My son, does he impatiently want to come out?
"Sam, sick!" shirihku. "Dev!" didn't think I'd call Devan.
Sam looked confused holding my hand like the doctor's instructions.
"Patience, if only the pain could be transferred to someone else, just move it to Devan!" Suddenly Sam sounded a little upset.
"Then call her now, I'll torture her for getting me pregnant!" my yelling.
"Where. Although using a super fast jet plane, he will miss your delivery. Shut up and concentrate... Ahhhhh!!!!!!" Sam yelled because again I grabbed his hair as I felt contractions in my stomach.
"Sorry Sam." I said in my breath. I took my hand off her hair. The doctor ordered me to stop for a while. He speaks English, I understand English a bit. Stop and Go, he said.
"Devan has to pay for all my pain. It's good that he made me sick!" Sam was upset.
"Hey I'm sick too! Did you forget who gave birth here?" tanyaku.
"But I'm sick too! What if I take all my hair off?" ask again.
My stomach is contracting again. I took a breath and threw it away while shouting and straining.
"Akhh!!!!" Sam also yelled the same way because I unconsciously bit his arm. Still not out? My energy is starting to drain.
"Male hair grows faster. After all..hahh .. hahh...once balding does not matter.... right?" my breaths.
"Huhh that's delicious! The plan is I'll lengthen my hair!" Sam rubbed his reddened arm.
My stomach hurts again. I took a lot of and strong breaths. The doctor said something.
"Pocus energy under the stomach, then push it firmly." I just nodded, following her words.
Breathe again and start straining.
Doctor talk...
"His head is beginning to be seen." Sam told me what the doctor said. "A strong push this time can definitely."
"I'm tired of Sam. Not strong!" shirihku. Seriously, this is tired. Sweat has flooded my forehead and neck.
"Patience, you must be strong! Little more!"
I don't know how long I've been in this room, I feel so tired. Wanna sleep. I only slept two hours last night.
"Let's do it again, you can do it!" said Sam steady. Red eyes. Is she crying? "Even though I didn't help out when I made it, I gave birth to a handsome niece!" Basic Sam, can't he say such an ambiguous thing?
I took a deep breath, then pushed again. I have to be strong. Mother. Thank you for being strong when you gave birth to me. Dad, I'm glad to see you again. Dev, I love you, but I hate you too!
"Aaakhhhhh...!!!!!! Devaaann!!!!" last scream. Infinite pain to the point that it felt like I don't know, something was coming out of my private area. Then followed up with others, like urine that I can't stand.
The sound of tiny baby cries echoed in this room. Very fast. The pain I felt disappeared. I can get through it without crying! Waw.
Switching to the taste of haru when the doctor gave the tiny red baby to my chest, then the doctor and nurse did something else down there. Maybe take out the ari-ari and clean up and treat me.
I looked at my son's face. Similar to his papa! The white mucus and blood on his head are a little disturbing, but I'm sure he's a very handsome baby if it's cleared up.
I turned to look at Samuel who was standing next to my head. He was stunned, looking at my son. Mouth's open. He didn't say anything, just shut up.
"Sam. Don't you want to say welcome to your handsome impersonation?" my many. Suddenly Sam ran out with his mouth covered. What's up with him?
"Welcome to this world, my son. Even if there's no papa, mama will take care of you!" I then kissed his head.