
Nitt...Nitt....Nitt...
The ventilator sound was so loud that it was heard in the ICU room, showing the numbers of blood pressure, pulse and respiration of the Gita body. He looked weakly helpless, his eyes slightly closed but his mouth was delirious. She kept calling her husband, Galih.
Nadifa was sitting in a bedside chair, she looked at the Gita's distended stomach that was moving, grasping the fingers of Gita's fingers to get through this situation well. On the tail of his eyes were seen a lot of tears that went down the cheeks and then to the pillow.
Nadifa felt very guilty, she took Galih a few hours at home when Gita was in need of her husband.
"The father's wife has entered the Eclampsia phase. My wife had a seizure before giving birth. His blood pressure is very high, reaching 180/90 mmhg, also found protein in his blood. If the baby is not quickly removed, I fear it will threaten the life of the baby and also the mother," the ICU doctor explained in great detail to Galih.
Nadifa turned her head quickly when she heard the last sentence delivered by the Doctor."O Allah, Mba, it turns out that my blood is not enough to help you," Nadifa then cried softly, she continued to rub the stomach of Gita who will soon give birth to a holy baby without sin.
Instead of silence, he continued to shake his head, holding tightness like it was difficult to breathe, he continued to look at the state of his second wife quite restlessly."I just agree, Doc, the important thing is that the mother and the baby can survive,"
"Okay sir, I'll tell the Obstetrician first,"
"Thank you, Doc!" Galih passed leaving the Doctor who was contacting the obstetrician. He stood beside Nadifa, looking at the raucous Gita.
"Decision!" the voice of the Gita vibrates. "Yes Git, be patient. Soon you will give birth," Galih changes her position to get closer to Gita's body.
"Gita loves Galih," said Gita speaking very slowly.
"Jagain our son cf. Matt!" gita's voice increasingly vibrates accompanied by a sobbing that is not too audible because the breathing apparatus perched in his nose.
"You are the same Mas Galih, will keep your children together," Imbuh Nadifa gave a spirit.
"Dif?" call Nadifa and then raise her hand slightly so that it can be grabbed by Nadifa."I'm sorry, I'm sorry for everything I did!" Gita cried back, she could not continue her words.
He stroked Gita's hair gently, wiped his tears to recede, although until now Galih could not love Gita, but at least he still had to pay attention to Gita like a real wife, like a real wife, providing warmth when the Gita is struggling with pain.
"Our child must be born quickly, even if it is one month ahead of the forecast, because if it is not. The risk will threaten you and the baby. Don't think about it, Difa and I are here to accompany you,"
Nadifa continued to cry to hear him, whether he felt very guilty about the incident Gita.
"Dif?" Gita called again. "Please take care of our son, love him like your own son. Give Son Gifali Hadnan's name "Son of Gita, Difa and Galih" to this boy!"
Hadnan is the name behind Galih. It seems Gita has prepared a name for the boy from a long time without Galih's knowledge.
Galih Hadnan's !
As Nadifa grew sobbing, she continued to weep at every word that came out of the mouth of the Gita.
"Dif, you can't leave Galih yes, no matter what happens, don't hurt her heart, love her always, because she loves you so much."
Gita's voice is getting heavy and crummy.
Gita raised her little finger towards Nadifa," Ber.promise!" Nadifa also welcomed with the pinky finger of his possession.
Nadifa was not strong enough to answer, something that he had to answer and he had to do.
"Excuse me sir, the obstetrician is ready, we're taking Ms. Gita to the operating room right now," Nurse came to those who were inundated, anxiety and worry that makes them a little claustrophobic to breathe.
"Please save them both, I beg you."