It's not my fault for taking your wife
BSMI 135's

“Aaaargh!” the cries of pain from the patient made the atmosphere even more tense. The patient's husband then rubbed his wife's stomach.

“Propay yes ... Well how is this, why is there no female doctor on duty anyway?” grumbled the patient's husband while rubbing his wife's stomach. Until this moment, he has not given permission for Allan to handle his wife.

Allan and several midwives exchanged lyrics with each other. As a doctor, he cannot shirk his responsibilities towards patients and again must be able to maintain his emotions in the face of a stubborn patient husband.

“Look at it, Sir. Let the midwife who checks the opening now how much, but to give birth, I still have to handle it. After all this is an emergency, the safety of his wife and father's children bets.”

Hearing Allan's words, the man sighed in frustration, then looked at his wife pity. Several times the woman screamed in pain.

“Alright, if there is no other choice,” he said resigned.

Allan replied with a nod of his head, then gave instructions to a young midwife to inspect the openings. He went out for a while and stood behind the curtain to calm himself down.

His eyes were fixed on Giany who was sitting on the sofa. Giany looked at him sadly. He just yelled at the patient's husband certainly makes his feelings unpleasant. But Allan smiled.

Through that smile, it was as if he wanted to say that everything would be fine. Allan then approached Giany and sat by his side.

"You're not home yet, honey? Amir hasn't come yet?"

"I haven't called Mr. Amir. I'll just wait for you. Can you?"

"But I still have to deal with patients, not knowing long or not."

"It's okay, Mom. I want to be here." He rested his head on Allan's arm.

If you curse again, I will reply. It's good to curse people's husbands. It's good his wife wants to be helped. Giany grumbled inwardly.

"Yes, if you want to wait. Later if you want to eat or drink something, just order from the cafe." Allan hands his cell phone to Giany. "This is my hape. There was contact with the name 'cafe RS'. Tell Doctor Allan who ordered, later employees of the cafe between your orders come here."

"Yes, Mum."

"Capek today accompany me?"

"Not really."

“Doctor, already opening eight,” said a midwife who just emerged from behind the curtain— who cut off the conversation between Allan and Giany.

“Ask his mother to lay to the left, yes ... Let the opening be quick.”

“Good, Doctor.”

The midwife re-entered through the curtains after getting a directive from Allan.

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An hour passed. Allan, with the help of three midwives, handles maternity patients. The sound of pain grew. From behind the curtain, Giany could hear the voice of her husband who was instructing her to push well to her patients.

“Bu ... Do not push if it is not directed to push, yes .. it can be draining and you will get tired quickly. Sorry, bok*ongnya do not lift, because it can cause tears to enlarge.”

“Sick of this, Doctor!” yelled the woman.

“Yes are sick, Mom. If it's not sick, the child can't get out. Practice first yeah, try following me ..." Allan took a breath. "Breath should not be too deep, nor too short, hold in the lungs, his chin sticking in the chest. Well, so good ... Continue to exhale through the nose.”

Despite being under pressure from the patient's husband who is arrogant and stubborn, but Allan is still able to carry out his duties well and is not at all provoked by emotions. since then the patient's husband continues to grumble because he does not accept his wife must be handled by a male doctor.

"Try it again, Mom."

“Do not close your eyes when straining, Mom. Can make blood vessels in the lining of the eyeball rupture. His eyes should remain open. And do not scream, because it can make you tired quickly,” said Allan. “Try repeat earlier yes ..”

“Sick, I'm not strong anymore,” groaned the woman somehow to to the so many times. The midwife painstakingly rubbed the sweat on her forehead and neck using tissue. While the husband was still faithful standing by his side clasping his hands tightly.

He almost cried because he was worried about his wife who looked more and more in pain.

“Please my wife, doctor. He's in more pain!” said the husband.

“I'm not strong anymore, Doctor! Not strong!” add the woman.

“Must be strong, Mom. His son is soon to be born, his head is out. Try to repeat the previous yes ... breath .. hold!”

The woman followed Allan's instructions well.

“Nah, good. Now push strong!”

“Emhhhh!” He pushed with all his might as if his life was taken from his body.

In that instant, the sound of a shrill baby cry was heard filling the room. A baby girl has just been born into the world. Her strong cries marked that the baby was born in good health.

“Alhamdulillah ..” Some people were heard saying that phrase. Just like Giany who was relieved to hear the sound of crying baby.

Behind the curtain, Allan immediately do care to the baby. Cut the umbilical cord and clean the baby's body from the remnants of blood and amniotic fluid attached to his small body.

Seeing his wife and son safe and healthy, the arrogant and stubborn husband also approached Allan who was still taking care of his baby. His attitude began to soften.

“Thank you, Doctor .. for helping my wife and child. I don't know what happens if the doctor doesn't help. Forgive my attitude earlier.”

“Sama-sama, Sir. That's already my responsibility.”

After wrapping the tiny body in a small blanket, Allan handed the baby to his father.

“This is Father's son. Please diadzankan in the right ear and iqamah in the left ear.”

“Loh, Doctor ... Not the one who was accused was a boy, huh?” he said with certainty.

“It makes no difference, sir. A boy or girl is the same. Equally recommended to diadzankan.”

The father touched his neck. “Must be banned yes, Doc?”

“Advancing the newborn's sunnah. The first human sense potential to function is hearing. Before he hears anything else, it would be good to hear the testimony of Allah and His Prophet. So, please wudhu first, then prank the baby.”

The man's face looks red while showing a wry smile. “I ..” his speech was interrupted with a sigh. “I can't be too adzan, Doc. If you can .. please the doctor who advised my child,” his request timidly.

Allan only replied with a friendly smile, but inwardly cursed.

There was a shout that the doctor did not understand the law, did not understand ethics, religion and others. It turns out that the husband of this patient Adzan could not. Hmmmm... Sontoloyo's husband!

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