Forced to Share a Bed
The Moment [Part 3]

Zulfikar Saga Antasena

From knowing that Hanin broke into a ketubah, I was completely unwilling to eat. This feeling is really erratic. If possible, it would be like to replace Hanin. Let me feel that pain.

Now, it has passed the second 4 hours. Just checked and the opening increased to 8 cm. Prof Dahlan said, on the third 4 hours or 12 hours of monitoring, the expected opening is 10 cm.

I kept on being next to him. I just changed his shirt because of sweat. His skin became whiter as it paled. His face continued to blush because it endured the pain that my mother said could not be expressed in words. Ummi was near Hanin's feet, reading the Qur'an. Abah and the Son were reading the Qur'an in another room.

Prof Dahlan said, the pain of childbirth has different levels. A mother's body's perception of pain is related to each individual's pain threshold. Then, as the opening increases, the pain will increase.

"Neng, what are you going to eat?" ask Listi.

He and Sabil arrived at the hospital at five p.m. Listi plans to stay. Mr. Sabil returned to his home at eight p.m.

"Wouldn't eat anything, brother. I want to give birth soon" she said.

"Darling, eat again. 'And be strong, '" persuaded mama.

"So we ate, Ma. I want dates, can I?" her door.

"Anything can be dear. I want anything I'll give you." Again, I kissed her forehead. I don't know how many kisses this is.

"Yes, I bought the date first yes, Neng." Listi.

"You tell Mr. Agus or Mr. Budi. Ask them to buy the best dates" I asked.

"Good, sir."

"Papa delay flight, Zul. Mr. Reza has just been broadcasting," explained Mama.

"Tell papa, I'll ask for his prayer, Ma. In fact, papa does not rush home nor does it matter" Hanin said on the sidelines of his contract that eased.

After that, his hand tightened back to my arm and trembled. He must be in pain. Hanin was really strong and stoic. Although his face grimaced, he never complained. Just thinking softly while closing his eyes.

"Hmph ...." He looked at me while biting his lips. Is Hanin going to give up?

"We'll take care of it, baby?" I can't stand to see it anymore.

"Well, sir. Three and a half hours. God willing, me and our babies are strong, 'kok." He was always positive.

"Look at the screen, the heart rate's good, right?"

In the stomach Hanin indeed attached Cardiotocography (CTG). The doctor said the device was installed to observe and record fetal heart rate patterns and their relationship to contraction or fetal activity in the womb.

"Okay baby, thank you for fighting for our children."

"It's my duty. Uhhh .. let's dong the darlings. Everyone can't wait to see you, "he said.

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Minutes change, minutes change hours. I don't know how many times he groaned in pain, I don't know how many sweat he dropped, I don't know how many tears and prayers we delivered for the smooth birth of my future sons and daughters. Hanin looked exhausted, but his spirit never dissipated.

Until the time for examination in four hours to three. Thank God, said the obstetrician, the opening is complete.

"Stay waiting for his head to come down and there is an urge to groan" he explained. His name in his identity dr. Rachayu, SPOG, (K).

"How long do we have to wait again, Doc? Is there a time limit?" my many. It felt like immediately ending all of this and seeing Hanin take a break.

"Because this is the first pregnancy, a maximum of two hours from the complete opening must have been born. If for the second child and the next, one hour of the complete opening must have been born" he explained.

"Can I just push?" ask Hanin.

"Neng, SC is it?" Just like me, Listi whose eyes were swollen from crying, apparently did not have the heart to see Hanin's condition.

"Before there is an urge to push, Bu Daini do not push first. Now just lean left while breathing in, relax, and breathe in oxygen huh, Mom," he suggested.

"Ba-good, Doc." He smiled as he rubbed his stomach.

"Neng Daini."

Papa and Reza arrived. Unable to be prevented, papa immediately embraced Hanin and kissed her forehead. Papa's eyes are glazed. Hanin kisses papa's hand and calms him down.

"The opening is complete, Pa. In a moment," he said.

In my family, papa is a man other than me who I let touch Hanin. After all, Hanin had also explained about the relationship between the daughter-in-law and her in-laws.

Hanin said the mother-in-law is allowed to kiss her daughter-in-law's forehead, just as the daughter-in-law kisses her mother-in-law's forehead if her purpose is glorification and respect. Because between the mother-in-law and the daughter-in-law the relationship of the mahram is forever. So, the father-in-law can kiss his daughter-in-law's forehead on the condition that it is safe from slander and orgasm.

"Papa wished that when Papa arrived you had given birth, son." Papa looked worried.

"We wait and pray for the best for each process" said Abah.

While Putra just bowed while pressing digital prayer beads in his fingers. I knew from then on that teenager kept thinking about Hanin. The son did not say much, but from the look in his eyes, it clearly showed concern.

"Hmph ...." Hanin screeching.

"Come to the doctor!" my yelling.

The son immediately pressed the bell.

"Aaa - - -." Hanin was agitated, his breathing was cut off, his sweat splattered.

"Doc! Hurry Doc!" I jolted when they arrived.

"Sorry, who accompanied a maximum of three people yes," exclaimed a midwife.

"Yes, the others came out. Let Ummi, Bu Yuze and Mas Zul alone accompany," exclaimed ummi.

"Dok, I'd like to accompany you" Pinta Listi.

"Sorry, Mom. Can't."

Then they left. However, hospital rules must be followed. He was replaced by a medical team. Listi hugged and kissed Hanin before she left.

"I-I seem to want to push around, Doc ...."

"Well, we'll do a double check, ma'am." Doctor Tyas approached, the others were busy preparing the tools.

"Sorry Mrs Daini. The baby's head hasn't come down yet. Miss Daini don't push around first."

"W-what? Ta-but Dok .. a-I'd love to push, aaa--- hhh ...." Her face flushed.

"Prophey to Miss Daini. The opening was complete, but his head was still high. Bu Daini's birth canal is also still narrow and there is absolutely no thinning of the cervix" explains Dr. Tyas.

"Keep, what do I do, Doc?"

"Mother's left again. For Mr. Zulfikar, come with me to the nurse station. Since the complete opening is almost an hour away, I have to explain the operation procedure just in case" he continued.

"Good, Doc. Honey, I'll stay a while."

"Yes, Sir. A-don't take it long."

"Dok, the water is starting to green! The heart rate of one of her fetuses is distress!" shouted the midwife suddenly.

"What-what?!" Doctor Tyaspun was shocked.

I also. Mama and Ummi stared at each other. Then they hugged. Maybe, they strengthen each other. Hanin immediately sobbed.

"Prepare for CITO operations! Now!" doctor Tyas shouted after checking CTG and amniotic fluid. Then gave the code with his eyes so I could follow him.

"Mrs ... Ummm .... Huuu .... How'this?" I still hear Hanin's wailing.

"The doctor will do his best, you calm down baby" said Mama.

"You've fought all this way, son. If you end up having surgery, it's okay, son. We're working" sela ummi.

Hanin was silent, but when I looked, he was nodding weakly while wiping his tears.

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At the nurse station, Prof Dahlan and Dr Tyas immediately explained that one of our babies had a serious illness, the exact cause of which is unknown. However, it could be due to less months, excessive contractions, and green amniotic fluid.

"Bu Daini has tried so incredibly. However, if forced to wait another hour in a state of green amniotic, we are worried that the condition of the baby is getting worse until experiencing asphyxia or respiratory failure after birth. Thus, the most appropriate action for now is surgery," concluded Prof Dahlan after previously explaining what losses can occur due to a cesarean section.

"Well Doc, Prof, I agree." Immediately sign the informed consent form they prepared.

"I want the medical team that handles my wife all women" I asked.

"Good Sir. We will prepare. Oiya, Prof Dahlan is here, but he did not take action on Mrs Daini, just as a consultant" explained Dr. Tyas.

"I understand, thank you."

Afterwards, I immediately returned to the treatment room.

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Apparently, Hanin was prepared. His body had been covered in an operating suit. Then an officer gave me an operating suit to use immediately and was able to accompany Hanin.

Up to being pushed into the operating room, Hanin's body was not endlessly pounding. He also continued to complain of pain. When I touched her, the surface of her stomach felt very tense and hard.

"Dok, hurry Doc!" I can't wait.

"Yes, Sir. We try this as soon as possible. After the anesthesia, the heartburn will disappear and you will not see Bu Daini in pain again. Except the postoperative pain."

Yes, they did push Hanin's bed with quick steps. Mama, papa, ummi, abah and the others drove up to the front of the operating room. Hanin waved as he entered the operating room.

"Please pray it."

I asked them for their prayers again. This time while putting both hands on my chest and bowing my body.

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What else when one of them led the prayer and said if the operation would start soon. A while later, Hanin's hands turned cold and her lips trembled violently.

"What do you feel, baby?"

"Cold Sir ... It's cold."

"Dok, how's this? My wife's cold."

"Calm down, sir. As long as his vital signs are within normal limits, insyaaAllah Bu Daini will be fine. His coldness was the effect of anesthetic medicine. This we will install an electric blanket under the feet of Bu Daini to reduce the cold," explained the anaesthetic doctor.

Let alone Hanin, I also feel that this operating room is very cold. I kissed Hanin's trembling lips, I didn't care anymore about doctors, nurses, anesthesiologists and anesthetists.

"Qu-enough sir, I'm ashamed," Hanin protested.

"The baby will be born soon, Mr. Zulfikar get ready. It will soon cut the umbilical cord, " explains Dr. Tyas.

"I'll stay a while, see our baby. I can't wait to meet them. I'm nervous too, baby."

I kissed her forehead. Then a nurse put sterile gloves on my hands. I was confused when my first baby was taken out of Hanin's stomach.

MasyaaAllah, is that my son?

Lips gaping. Today, I am really dad. My first baby didn't cry. He looked lunglai, and was immediately taken in by the perinatology room attendant. They took my baby while running. I can't speak.

"The first baby was not well" explains Dr. Tyas. Then he took out the second baby, my baby was crying.

My tears trickled down instantly upon hearing his first cry. With trembling hands, I cut the umbilical cord. Her skin was reddish in color, her eyes were observant and clear, her hair was dense. Her lips look like Hanin's, full and sexy. MasyaaAllah, very beautiful.

Meaning, the baby that doesn't cry is my baby boy. I stepped back and followed the doctor who took my daughter to the infant warmer. They wrapped the umbilical cord, then let me complain after my baby was swaddled. Truly, my lips were almost muddled, and my tears were dripping again. I can't stand my eyes with my daughter's clear eyes.

"I want to ablude first."

"Please, Sir."

After ablution, I realized that my family could see through the glass. There, ummi and mama were hugging. Papa nodded, he must have wanted to see me prosecute my daughter.

I began to accuse him, among these joys, of feeling sad about not being able to accuse my son. How is my son's condition at the moment? I hope you're okay, son.

After the accusation, I was told to lie down on a special bed and take off my clothes. Then my daughter was put on my chest.

"This is called the kangaroo father care method, done until bu Daini completed the operation. After that, then Daini will do it. The term in Bu Daini is called early breastfeeding initiation," he explained.

"Well, then what about my other baby, Doc?"

"Still dealt with, Father pray only. Alhamdulillah is already crying, but still needs close monitoring."

"Alhamdulillah," I can be a little relieved.

Then I touched my daughter's delicate back. My hands are still trembling, and this puddle of tears is not going away from my eyes. I could hardly believe that the little creature that was on my chest right now was my daughter. His little hands began to fumble, then his lips sounded like he was sipping. This incident made me smile and feel sad.

About 30 minutes later, the doctor told her that Hanin's caesarean section had been completed.

"What's my wife's condition, Doc?"

"Bu Daini is in stable condition. After an hour of observation in the recovery room, Ms. Daini will be transferred to the previous treatment room."

Thank goodness I'm so happy. Thank you, Robbi.

"Father has to see the other baby. This baby we're about to initiate breastfeeding is given to Ms. Daini." Then they took my daughter.

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"Zul, congratulations son. Huuu ...."

Mama hugged me. He was crying so much. Papapun approached and hugged me. I just got out of the perinatal room and finished judging my baby boy. She had asphyxia, but thank God she was crying. But it must be infused and separated from his sister to get drugs.

"Mas, congratulations. Now it's a mister." Son greet me. Then ummi and abah hugged me. Like my mother, Imma was crying too.

'PLAQUE.'

A punch landed on my shoulder. It was from Gendis.

"Oh, it hurts Brother."

"You're outrageous Zul. Your son is beautiful and handsome to know. Though still a baby. I've seen them. Your cooperation and hard work versus Daini is not in vain huh. Haha." I smiled at the babble of Brother Gendis.

"Can you see the baby?!" Hysterical list.

"Already, but queue yes," explained Brother Gendis.

"Well, I'm going there."

Listi immediately ran towards the perinatal room. Followed by others. I stand alone. They're ignoring me. Kristi hasn't even congratulated. Then Reza sir, Budi sir, Juju ma'am and Ipi arrived. They will surely love me.

"Sir, we want to see the baby first." They ignored me.

"What's? Haha."

I'm laughing. Though still a baby, but their existence has managed to shift my position. Then I ran too. But not to the perinatal space, but to the maternal space where Hanin is.

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"Bu Daininya just went to sleep, sir. We checked and the results are normal."

"Okay, thank you, Midwife."

After they passed, I approached Hanin with a difficult feeling to reveal. The point is, very happy. If described, my body is currently removing millions of flowers.

Amazingly, after giving birth, she remained beautiful. It seemed, Hanin had already been wiped and hacked. Her hair smells of shampoo. I kissed her cheek slowly. Hmm, that's very fragrant. Then grab his hand for me to kiss.

"Thank you dear. Thankfully, our children are born healthy and perfect. May they be the next generation sholeh-sholehah and useful for religion, nusa and nation."

"Aamiin's." Hanin wakes.

"Sa-honey? Sorry, I'm bothering you, right?"

"No," he replied with a smile and cupped my palm on his cheek.

"Darling, we're parents."

He nodded. Face sparkling. Real pretty. So can't stand it, what else when you look at her lips.

"As long as there's no one, can I kiss your lips?"

"Emm, can. But just a kiss, sir," he bargained.

"I want a deep kiss" I whispered. Then immediately pick him up before he protests.

"Hm ... Mmh ...."

He whimpered softly. But this time it wasn't a groan of pain. Certainly, Hanin is happy. It tastes sweet and soft. This is our first kiss after legitimately becoming a parent.

"Cuts. Perfect," exclaimed someone as Hanin and I paused for a moment. I was surprised, even with Hanin.

"Irma! Since when are you here?! You are crazy!" my jolt while helping Hanin wear the hijab.

"Hahaha, vidionya very good, Mas." Irma was busy with her camera.

"What was recorded?" ask Hanin.

"Yes, dong."

"Rapidly remove," Hanin's pinta.

"Don't delete it," I said.

"But, Sir."

"That part will be our personal consumption."

"But Irma has seen it."

"Hahaha, take it easy, Daini, I can keep a secret, 'kok, '" said Irma.

"After giving birth, there is a period called puerperium. The average length is 40 days. During the puerperium period, the husband and wife are forbidden to have intercourse. So, you have to be patient sir."

Suddenly I remembered Hanin's words about the puerperium. I immediately dropped myself into the chair and massaged my forehead.

"Mas why?" asked Irma while filming me.

"I'm dizzy, Irma." Can't I fast for 40 days?

"Dizziness why, Mom?"

"Bawel you! It's there! Record others too!" my yelling.

"Haha. Don't tell me that Mas Zul is burdened with puerperium. Am I right?" ledek.

"What did you say?! You still have Irma! I'm dizzy from lack of rest! There ah!" expirku. Waving your hands towards the camera. Hanin chuckled at my quarrel with Irma.

'Ting tong.' Bell rings.

Irma immediately opened the door and continued recording. Apparently, who came was Mr. Komjen and his wife. Followed by Mr. Sabil who brought a very large gift. They hugged me in turn and congratulated me. Then shake hands with Hanin.

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...~Tbc~...