Healing

Healing
124. Contractions


I went straight into the room and asked bi Tati to come with me.


" Bi, please take the big suitcase and put the baby clothes, cloths, blankets, and all this into it".


Bi Tati looked at me suspiciously, "Is Madam already going to give birth?", asked bi Tati while doing what I asked earlier. Put all the items for childbirth neatly into the suitcase.


" It seems so Bi, but just be quiet, do not need to tell Yoga, I mean Steve, he just saw me stroking the stomach while enduring the pain just immediately panicked, panicked, so now I tell him to go to the front minimarket to buy me an isotonic drink".


" Steve wanted to tell Mr. Surya, but I said I wanted him to buy it. That's why he went alone" I said.


" But if later the mules add more flattering, continue not to bear how Madam?, should not wait in the hospital alone?", Bi Tati also turned out to be the same as Yoga, panikan.


" Later to the hospital if the contract distance is getting closer. Let's not wait long in the hospital, later even saturated there over time, not to mention Yoga that panikan if I know I want to be born, maybe even she first treated before I gave birth. Some are still very rare contractions and tight-knengnya".


" The suitcase put it in the corner there Bi, everything went in yes, I want to sleep again" I said as I lay down on the bed.


" I'm sorry, ma'am..if you know aunty, when she was about to give birth, she was told to mop the floor, wipe the house, wipe the yard, and be told to do other homework so that the baby could spit out. But because the madam is prohibited from doing household chores with the Master, use other means, Madam just walk, continue to squat and stand several times, go up and down the stairs, he said so that the late contract. Let the baby spit out too".


" And one more powerful way, ask for help from the husband, do the husband and wife relationship he said help open the path of the birth", said bi Tati while covering her mouth with a palm because she was embarrassed to say such a thing to me.


The conversation with bi Tati had a good effect on my mind. All this time I have never been in a pregnant mother's class, even during the first pregnancy did not do anything pregnant women in general. I used to have to live hiding in the house for 5 months so that the neighbors did not see my distended stomach makes me rarely socialize with the environment.


It happened again now, probably because since then it was used to being at home, and rarely ever wandering, until now I was lazy to leave the house. Especially if I'm tired Yoga will scold all ART, not scold me, make me feel bad for all ART, and choose to stay home with them.


I just walked back and forth in the room, even when Yoga came home from the minimarket and gave me an isotonic drink, I sat back down to drink the isotonic drink, and returned to the bed.


For a moment when bi Tati's advice occurred, having sex with your husband can help speed up the labor process. Should I take Yoga first to do it now. But Yoga looked tired after shopping for a long time with me.


It is better to take a nap, false contractions still suddenly appear, let it go, anyway I do not feel very much pain.


In the evening I practice the advice of bi Tati, I invite Yoga to do a hot struggle in the room. Even though my stomach is in a very big state, Yoga still says that he enjoys this struggle, and I can satisfy him. Maybe this last union before I give birth.


Although the stomach sometimes feels tight, I can still do hot activities in bed, and after contact with Yoga, contractions are more often felt.


At 1am, I started going back and forth to the bathroom to urinate, and I was shocked to see a drop of fresh blood on the bathroom doorstep, I don't know how many times I went to the bathroom tonight. My stomach feels heartburn and like I want to poop.


Yoga slept well after the struggle, his sleep was not even disturbed even though I was noisy because it went back and forth to the bathroom. Such is the effect after having sex, sleep will be more sound and sound.


Should I wake up Yoga, or I wake up Mr. Surya, ask to be taken to the hospital, I worry if waking up Yoga instead he panics.


Finally I decided to get out of the room with a slow step, I tap the room while calling Mr. Surya who does live in the back room, but there is no answer.


Precisely Shaka who was about to take drinking water to the kitchen saw me who was standing in front of the door of Mr. Surya's room while enduring pain.


" Your father is sleeping well, I don't want to wake him, moreover.he will panic if he knows I want to give birth, can you please take him to the hospital now?, are you not now able to ride a motorcycle?", I asked Shaka who nodded immediately, I could see from the look on his face, he felt sorry for me who was in pain.


" Get me a suitcase in the room first, just take it and take it, but slowly, do not disturb your father's sleep" I said as I walked to the front of the house.


I stood leaning against the large pillar on the porch, Shaka came out of the garage to pick up the motor matic and had my suitcase in front of the seat.


" Is it still possible to ride a motorcycle?, sorry Shaka has not been able to bring a car" said Shaka felt disappointed in himself.


" Yes still can, the hospital is also not too far from here, so papa did not ride a motorcycle", I answered a little lying, but my stomach was not ripe, but my stomach was not, even cold sweat started to pour out from my body.


" Strong grip brother let it not fall" Shaka pinta, while handing the helmet to me.


I wrap my hands around Shaka's waist to hold on. Shaka took the bike very carefully, fortunately tonight the weather is bright, the crescent moon is shining beautifully. But I could feel water falling on my hands. What water is this?, is Shaka crying?, but why is he crying?.


Did he see the expression on my face that was holding back the pain, and occasionally tightened the grip if it suddenly felt a contraction.


It is only 10 minutes drive from home to the nearest hospital. I asked Shaka to drive me straight to a stop in front of IGD.


" Raya, you want to give birth?, where's Steve? and why come here alone?, what's the bike?", Adrian on duty tonight. He had the nurse help me up the cage, and took me into the delivery room. The nurse told Adrian that I came on the bike.


" I am in charge of the delivery process tonight, which will help the delivery remain midwives, if something unexpected happens then they will ask the decision to be taken to me", Adrian told me his duty. I did not listen too much, because my condition is increasingly heartburn contraction.


The midwife who inspected the birth canal said it had five openings, still having to wait a while longer.


Adrian came out, and I heard he said hello to Shaka, which means Shaka is in front of the delivery room right now.


" Please help Kak Raya give birth to Doc", I heard Shaka's voice trembling. Maybe because it was her first time accompanying people to maternity.


" That's my job, but where is Steve?, why are you the one between Kingdom?".


" Dad's on his way here" replied Shaka.


That means Shaka has contacted Yoga, and Yoga is on her way here, hopefully the journey will be smooth to get here, I know she will panic immediately knowing I am about to give birth to her child. A successful young businessman who used to appear in front of the crowd with so much confidence, would immediately panic when he found out his wife wanted to give birth.


Although I used to want to be accompanied by my husband during childbirth, but that desire just disappeared when I knew Yoga panicked knowing I was contracting. Maybe it's better to be alone, assisted by the medics.


But it turns out that God was good to me, Yoga until before I gave birth. She looked very panicked, but she kept trying to be by my side. I could see he was trying hard to see me in pain.


It was strange, when I gave birth to Shaka first, I was still very small, but as I remember not as sick as this, why now I have grown up actually gave birth to it feels so painful?.