I Love You, Mr. Arkan!
Midnight Contractions

At night, Anjani suddenly experienced severe pain in his stomach. Then Arkan thoughtlessly took her to the hospital. Apparently the doctor said that Anjani is contracting now.

It has not been opened but this is naturally experienced by pregnant women. Faithfully Arkan accompanied Anjani beside him. Because Anjani was in so much pain and crying, Arkan was heartless. Is this the struggle of a mother to give birth? Even Anjani felt pain until now the time has shown at 3am.

Gently chanting Arkan's prayer rubbed Anjani's back, while Anjani positioned herself at the gym ball. "Akhh, Mass is very sick. Mules too, I'm not very sick."

"Yes, it's a pity to be patient so please look for the most comfortable position" said Arkan while continuing to wipe Anjani's back.

Anjani who was already in a lot of pain now straightened her body, sweat was already pouring out on her face, plus her tears that continued to cry. Then Anjani pitched her head and tightly gripped Arkan's hand. "Masss sicktt, I'm not lying this hurts so much."

Seriously if Arkan can replace will he replace right now, he so feel wrong and afraid, he became sad also because of the struggle Anjani to give birth to his son until so much. "Yes I understand, I know, now how? Does this improve" Arkan rubbed Anjani's stomach.

But Anjani shook her head and occasionally grimaced because she could not bear the pain. Many times Anjani experienced such pain, but the pain was lost. Arkan tried to contact his mother-in-law because her mother was out of town with Abdi, but was not picked up, probably because it was still morning.

So inevitably he has to handle Anjani alone, attentive and patient because Anjani is very fussy. He tried various styles, riding, walking, sitting on Arkan's lap, sitting in the gym ball but the pain was increasingly felt, until finally Arkan called the doctor to check on Anjani. Because it looks pale to withstand the pain.

"How will my wife give birth, Doctor?" Ask Arkan.

"From the results of the ultrasound position of the baby is right, just pack the baby's birth canal has swelling" said.

"So how?" Ask Arkan who looks like he's panicking right now.

"By being forced I have to say that if Anjani's mother can't give birth normally, we have a cesarean section now."

Arkan sighed, let alone Anjani shaking his head looking at Arkan as if unwilling. He with a syringe alone was afraid let alone having his stomach split so? "I don't want to, Mass is scared."

"There's no other way, Mrs Anjani. If the child is not born soon will endanger the life of the mother and also the mother's child."

What if it's like this? Anjani certainly did not have the mental preparation to give birth cesarean because there were no obstacles from the beginning. She must be stressed to hear this too.

Anjani who again endured the pain, continued to shake unwillingly. But Arkan had no other choice, inevitably this had to be done. "Do your best for my wife and children."

The doctor nodded after which they prepared the operating room and pushed Anjani's gurney into the operating room. Arkan held Anjani wherever the doctor took him. But Anjani kept asking not to have surgery done.

Arriving in the operating room and had changed clothes Anjani continued to refuse. Oh, my God, what should Arkan do. While letting the doctor make preparations, Arkan clasped Anjani's hand and prepared in his position.

Gently and affectionately Arkan kissed Anjani's cheeks. "Don't be afraid, I'm here. You can do it, honey."

"I'm afraid, I don't want an operation? I don't want to be dibelekin that? I'm scared," pinta Anjani.

His body trembled violently his sweat was increasingly pouring out. Arkan knows Anjani is scared now. But Arkan continued to try to give positive affirmations to Anjani. "It won't hurt, everything will be fine. Look me in the eye."

Anjani shook her head and continued to cry, but Arkan did not give up and made Anjani stare at her. "Focus on me, let's just say you're not doing this operation, okay?"

"Can't, Masss. It's about to start how I can calm down, how–"

"You know, Anjani. She said being a mother was a pleasure like no other" Arkan said.

"You're nine months pregnant, feeling morning sickness and mood swings that disrupt your routine. Not to mention you have to endure pain during contractions and childbirth. But ... "

"But what?" Ask Anjani.

Arkan smiled and wiped away Anjani's tears, then he kissed his wife's forehead gently again. "But when our child is born and you embrace it, the feeling is that everything seems to be replaced. Seeing our child survive, crying in arms, that is the wisest part of giving birth.

Anjani smiled briefly but not long after he realized that his stomach had now been done surgery. Anjani returns panicked, but Arkan re-captures her. "Don't panic."

"Mass my belly flanked, Mass ... "

"Quiet, everything Will be fine. I'm here, don't be afraid. I'm here, honey."

Anjani continued to cry, her stomach was numb, she only felt amused, but she was covered in her stomach which was now a lot of blood and was skinned like that, she panicked because of that. He's parno about this.

"My stomach's been ripped off."

"Later to be stitched again, you will not see. Not visible, is it?"

"No look but feel, I'm afraid. Mass if I don't wake up again, drop our son. Kala–"

"Don't talk like that, you'll be fine You'll be safe and our son too. You are strong, my dear. You're great, you're my great wife. I'm sure you'll be fine "Arkan kissed his wife again with affection. Why does Anjani talk like that, believe me. Although Anjani gave birth but the one who felt the most fear was actually Arkan. Especially occasionally he glanced at the operation process carried out.

Anjani can not stem the crying anymore, now he really resigned to what the doctor will do by continuing to hold Arkan's hand. He hopes that he can still see the sun again tomorrow.

It has been almost half an hour of operation. Not long after the sound of crying babies echoed throughout the room, making everyone there give thanks for it.

Oeeek ... Oeeekk.

Hearing that voice Anjani cried broke, why it felt so happy. Arkan who saw it let go of Anjani's hand slowly and went to see his son.

Anjani once said that he wanted Arkan to do skin to skin first with his son and Arkan did it. He caught the little boy, then he leaned back basically.

"Congratulations, father and mother. Real pretty. Congratulations, sir." Doctor's talk.

Arkan nodded his head. His blood rippled as he hugged his daughter for the first time, a small baby with still red skin and tightly shut eyes. He seems to be still adapting to still crying, but Arkan wants to tell his daughter the first time he's born, that this is a father's embrace.

Anjani is increasingly unable to stem her crying seeing it all. Moreover, Arkan now approached her and brought their son into the arms of his mother. They embraced with a haru voice that enveloped this little family.

"Mas our son ... "

Arkan smiled and nodded his head, he this time did not even wipe his tears, being a father made him happy once at this moment. "You're great, honey. Thank you for making me a father to our little daughter. She's so sweet, honey."

Anjani nodded and rubbed her daughter's back gently, making the baby cry loudly, now she looks calmer in the arms of the mother. "It's Mama's Dad, honey."