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RM204. Checked by doctor
"May you stay in this room for a long time?" I asked, when my baby was carried by Ghifar with a blanket thick enough.
"May, people have been placed in ordinary baby rooms. I'm not in the incubator anymore. To be taken, I can't take care of it. I freaked out that she was crying, and Mamah bothered to take care of Givan's bang." Ghifar took a hold of my son who was wearing a baby hat.
It should always be warm, as its weight is below 2500gr. This fact is in my KIA book, which is why I know.
"Call the doctor first, Far. Get Canda's check first." Mom sat back near her son.
"Yes, Mah." Ghifar walked out of the hotel's equivalent room, holding my baby.
I have to be healthy quickly, so that my baby takes care of me. I need to get healthy fast, so I can manage Givan's mas diet again. I need to be healthy, for my family.
Mamah Dinda's affection is very visible. He rubbed my husband's sweat, then he whispered something. Mamah Dinda must be so worried right now, because Givan was never sick this bad.
The door opened, with Ghifar and my baby coming in first. Then, followed by a doctor and a nurse.
I was asked a few questions, then checked all my body movements. I can shift my legs, bend and straighten them again. Pain in the scar of the operation, not so obvious.
The doctor said I could eat for an hour. Then, in a few hours I will be taught to walk. Now, in the infusion hose I injected something that I didn't understand its usefulness.
"Dok, check my husband's condition." I looked towards my husband.
"Different doctor, Canda. He's the doctor who deals with the problem of mercy." Because the mother replied in a sewot tone, the doctor and nurse instead held back her laughter.
"What's wrong, we'll call you. Excuse me first" said the doctor.
Shortly after they left, indeed Givan directly arrived the doctor who examined him. In fact, the infusion bag is replaced with an infusion bag that is large enough and milk white. Not only that, but Givan was given medicine to inject from the infusion hose like me.
"That's normal, Doc?" Mamah Dinda always pay attention to the movement of the doctor.
"Good, one hundred and forty-eighties" replied the doctor
Lah, didn't Givan say he lacked blood?
"Don't it fit the beginning of the tension down?" Mamah Dinda looked astonished from the look on her face.
"Yes, Mom. Not stable." The doctor fixed his tools.
"I'll excuse you, Mom." The doctor immediately left.
Givan must have dreamed of fighting someone, so his blood could rise. He was emotional in his own dreams. Yeah hopefully the fight wins, then Givan regains consciousness.
"Far, look at my baby." I've been sitting leaning on the gurney that's bent over his head.
"More." Ghifar moved and approached me.
God, it really looks like Givan, even though he's a girl. Yeah I know my baby's a girl, since the USG periodical when I was pregnant.
My baby's eyes are already open, but it looks like he hasn't been able to see clearly. His eyes look like his father, they all look like his father. In fact, his earlobes are like the model of his father's earlobe.
When he was transferred to my deck, his hands and feet immediately kicked. He is very active and does not want to stay still. Though he did not cry, but his body moved very agile as if in rebellion.
"Awas jumping loh, Canda." Ghifar helped my hand to hold my baby.
"What is he doing?" I was confused to see the reaction of my baby.
Surely Ghifar always takes care of my son, yes only just to carry and take care of him. Because I'm sure, Givan's focused on me.
"Whose name, Far? The umbilical cord has not come off yet?" I patted the part behind my son slowly.
"Udah, I went home with the cyst all burying ari-ari and umbilical cord. Sawer was also there, birth certificate has been taken care of again. Her name is Calandra Sheeva Luna, which means unique and fascinating. It's called Cala, the prefix of C, not K. Cala, not Kala." Ghifar sat on the edge of my gurney.
"Good, who gave you a name?" I looked at Ghifar's center of attention.
"I am, who else is? I asked your husband, he said, you usually take care of him, you're his uncle. Frustrated with your husband, Canda. Stress he tuh, so the hull until so. Adhan yes, I am the Adzanin. Fill in the form and check the stock of milk, yes I also. Information from the nursery too, penetrated it to me. This is Papa's son again, Ra's brother's kek?" Ghifar finally spoke to my son.
He did not make a sound, but his movements were like catfish on land. He responds to Ghifar's voice with his body movements.
"Biyung's son with father, son? Brother Ra is also Biyung's son with my father." I'm poking my son's cheeks.
He immediately opened his mouth, with a more active movement than before.
"Our son."
I straightened my eyes on Ghifar. Seen, Ghifar smiled sweetly with eyes that made me feel good.
Our son, the sacred words that feel that I am doing too much hurt him.
"You don't make me sad!" I punched his chest slowly.
"Game!" That's all that came out of his mouth.
I looked at my son's body further, glancing and re-wearing his warm clothes. He has not worn any jewelry, including on his earlobes as well.
Thank God, my baby is normal with a complete body. I am quite grateful for this, because I know in my womb he is fighting over the nutrients needed for his own growth needs.
"Cala, healthy boy, sholehah boy. Later learn the hood of the sister Cani huh? Let's get used to being embarrassed, so you can take care of your marwah." I spoke to my son again.
"That virgin, Canda. Lucky daughter" Ghifar later said.
"You're right, Far. His twin brother wasn't as lucky as he was." My son was my twin who grew up abnormally.
"Yes, drama if you're pregnant. There's a story. Big baby, small hips. Placenta previa, it must be cesarean. Cesarean section always collapses, with conjecture from the anesthetic. Your boyfriend's allergic to drugs, Canda. So it's good that you have another cesarean delivery, just surgery without being drugged" Ghifar said quickly.
"What's your brother-in-law toad, Far?" Mamah's question made me and Ghifar laugh.
"Kanda, Canda. Mouth really hard to call brother-in-law!" add mama later.
"Eh, yes." Ghifar covered his face in embarrassment.
Indeed my sisters-in-law are not right in the way of calling me. Only two younger brothers are single and Giska, who always calls me sister-in-law, even when I'm not her sister's wife anymore.
Ghifar, Ghava, Ghavi, always called me by my name from Givan. Yes, Cendol. Sometimes they just call me my name.
"Check, uhuk....."
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