Garden Benches
Freeze Misting

Freeze Misting

Is it only when it drizzles or rains, that we will miss the rainbow? Or we hope that they both come together.

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Out of the door I passed by some mothers who had returned from the room . Their babies are covered with blankets. The air blew from the direction of the Bangsal door that opened wide in the direction of where I stepped. Cool, the dawn air is pouring in. The nursery is on the left side of the door, while the nurse's room is on the right. And it's only two rooms away from where we are.

I put my feet up without hesitation. Some of the mothers were seen still outside the room and I took positions according to the queue.

"Eh, the Gold? Where's the baby's mother?"

They unpretently greeted with a Tone of astonishment. You will laugh at my pale face.

"Still limp, so it still has to be a full break mbak,"

"Ohhh ... First child yes?"

"Yes, Mom."

"If this is my first grandchild, then,"

A mother with a small floral motif, her age brings her granddaughter closer to Ghifa cheerfully.

"Congratulations buk, already blessed with a dashing grandson," I said sincerely.

"Aamiin .. , it's been almost 10 years waiting, Mas. Thank God, our prayers are granted."

"Goddessa ...,"

"This is the proof of God's power, Matt. Both my son and my man are medically healthy. But what is called fortune, Allah is All-Knowing,"

I nodded, you will also definitely say the same. Doesn't everyone just follow the path that has been made.

Queue forward one-one. I'm shuffling in. I saw two nurses, skillfully washing the baby with water, wiping the entire body without hesitation. While the baby's mother was watching.

It turns out that in this way we indirectly participated in learning. How we should take care of our children at home.

"Wow, her hair's curling thick again, Mas. Beautiful ..."

A gunman greeted Ghifa, looking at her hair with a look of amazement.

"Yes, ma'am. Alhamdulillah ... My wife's prayer was answered, having a curly-haired child like her eyes,"

"Goddessa ..."

In the perinatology room, there are now 4 people waiting their turn. One in front of me, his eyes and his first grandson, two behind me. Fortunately, every baby's arm was embedded with a bracelet bearing his mother's name, something that had made me worry. I can't imagine if it's changed.

"Come, Mas .. yes first,"

"Monggo ma'am,"

Her mother and granddaughter passed. I gave Ghifa into the hands of a nurse with a fly on the tip of her nose. One more nurse changed the water. Then they took off Ghifa's clothes and bathed her deftly. Reversing his back rubbed him with a non-foaming soapy liquid. Clean the fingers and toes of his feet and hands. Shove his hair back.

"The hair is great, Mas," the nurse praised. I say back, about your prayers granted.

They smile.

"Thank God, happy, congratulations, ma'am."

Ghifa was given back for me to carry.

"Rarely you know, his father would bother taking care of his son, Bagus Mas," I heard the voice from the nurse. I shook my head to go back to my room.

"Thank you, sister,"

Do not forget I also say to Seseembak who is still waiting for his turn. I gripped Ghifa tightly, my heartbeat felt pulsating in rhythm with his heartbeat.

"Room 03, emergency," exclaimed a nurse as she put down her phone. At that moment, I put my feet back in my room.

"I'll be there soon, please call the doctor!"

Two nurses ran to room 03. Isn't that our room, you're there with mom. What the hell's going on? I rushed over, but someone called my name.

"Gie!"

I looked back, Ardi came with Bik Nah, they have already passed the entrance.

"Ar ..., Bik Nah!"

"What's wrong? How do you look confused?"

"There's an emergency call from Laras' room, I don't know what's going on" I replied hoarsely.

Snapping Bik Nah grabbed Ghifa from my hand, then I ran towards the room. Ardi was trailing from behind.

In the room I found Mom confused, her eyes glazed over, I've never met a mother as sweet as this. While in Bed, I saw you drooping weakly, two nurses were handling you.

It looks like blood is seeping through your bedsheets and blankets. I'm riveted.

"The capacity is very low!"

One of the nurses pulled the bell back.

"Suster, what happened to my wife?"

I panic.

"Postpartum bleeding, Mas. We need to get him to the operating room!"

The nurse quickly arranged the bed, the infusion remained allowed to drip, then pushed the bed out of the room.

I was beside the rapidly pushed bed.

"Gie?!"

Mother's voice was loud. Bik Nah hugged Ghifa with a tense face, looking at you with a haru look.

"Mother here, take care of Ghifa, Bik Nah please accompany Mom!"

"Yes ma'am, if there's anything, I call." said Ardi.

At 6 o'clock right, the needle shown was a wall clock stuck to the wall above the door of the Mother and child ward, as we passed through it. The car used for the transfer of patients is already ahead.

"City ... Larass,"

I held your hand tightly, your face looked very pale. Blood seems to be seeping back over the bed where you lie. While the mat had just been replaced, just before moving you.

"Suster, ... Help me!"

"Yes, Mas. Patience, we're going to the operating room for immediate treatment."

This morning drizzle down. The atmosphere became colder. The cloud covered the deep sky, until the invisible sun greeted the earth. The flowers in the garden along the corridor are hollow, appearing frozen.

Ardi ran small, following the pace of the car. One building passed before the car stopped, the nurse was waiting with a bed emergency.

"Wait here, Mom!"

"But ...,"

"We'll call soon, please,"

"But ...,"

Ardi held back my steps, preventing me from pursuing you. He held my body with his body strong.

"The barrel needs me, Ar!"

I rampaged, trying to push him with a bursting lara.

"Quiet, Gie! Hold yourself!"

"How come? Barrel, he ..."

"Give time, for the doctor to give the best treatment, we will immediately be told, if anything is needed."

The door was tightly shut, I snorted loudly. I cupped my palms together and dropped my body in the waiting chair. Ardi patted my shoulder slowly. Then, the friend who is also our close neighbor sat next to me.

"Patience, Gie!"

"Since last night Laras was very pale and limp, Ar. But he said it was fine."

I saw Ardi nodding, not refuting.

"Don't stop hoping Gie, just calm down he'll be okay,"

I breathed back, thinking about when I held your forehead last night. You obviously have a fever, your breath is hunting fast. Cold sweat came out, felt when I held your hand. You look so tired, but you fight your sleepiness by talking to me, talking about Ghifa. Is it all a sign of danger in the bleeding you are currently experiencing?

The door opened, a nurse came in carrying a tube containing a blood sample. I was crying worriedly.

"Mas, she needs a blood transfusion right away!"

........next episode.