
"Well, congratulations, Miss Runi! Finally, after waiting for one year, God gave the mandate again for Mbak Runi and Mas Raka," said Midwife Atun after he checked the content of Runi.
"Thank you very much, Miss Atun. I am also very happy," said Runi.
"It's only been seven weeks, Ma'am. Panjenengan is almost two months late, but I don't think so. Fortunately, the baby is okay," said Midwife Atun with a laugh.
"Yes, madam midwife. Because of the disruption of my menstrual cycle, I am not aware this month is a hindrance or not," I Runi while grinning guilt.
"Tricks first yes, his heartbeat. A baby's heart rate can be heard starting at five weeks of age actually, it's just that it still sounds so slow. But since it's been seven weeks, let's hear it, huh? Who knows, it can be obvious. "
Runi nodded. His eyes began to look glazed when Midwife Atun attached a fetal heart rate detection device to Runi's stomach which was still so flat. His chest was violently turbulent as the cold tip of the tool gently touched his stomach skin.
"No wonder?" Ask Midwife Atun while glancing her face at Runi.
"Suspect, Mom!" Runi said enthusiastically, he could no longer hold back the feeling of haru inside his chest. Because right now, a baby is actually living in her womb!
"Well, from now on, Miss Runi must take care of her health, do not be too tired" said Midwife Atun while preparing a pink pregnancy book from her closet. Runi listened carefully and the midwife began to write down the results of the Runi pregnancy examination in the book.
"Whose full name, Ma'am?" Ask Midwife Atun while filling in her personal data in the pregnancy notebook.
"Arunika Swasti, Mom."
"Worn out?"
"Twenty-four years."
"What kind of Runi's work?"
"Emmm, I'm stitched up anyway ma'am, at home. But write it down, Housewife, ma'am."
"Whose husband is Raka? I don't remember his full name" Midwife Atun laughed.
"Naraka Bagaskara, Ma'am."
"How old is Mas Raka?" Ask Bu Atun again.
"Twenty-seven years."
"Work?"
"Private employee, Mom."
"Oh, in the finance department of his palm oil company Mr. Baskara, huh?" ask Midwife Atun, but this time it's not in writing mode.
"Hmmm, yeah, yeah, yeah. Aswini, Raka's mother, my friend when I was a girl, you know," said Bu Atun, opening several notebooks to go to the first examination page. Unexpectedly, Midwife Atun asked, "Bawel isn't she a in-law?"
"Ahhh, no, Miss Midwife!" Runi shuddered in shock. He had not expected to be attacked so severely like this. Even though she knew the answer, talking about the ugliness of her own in-laws in front of strangers was unethical.
"He used to be such a pussy, Ma'am! He always goes beyond what his friends have. And if he can, he's always trying to take it!"
"Ah, what time, Mom?" The runi who did not know what to respond to, only chimed in like that.
"Yes, Mother. If his friend is new clothes, tomorrow he must have a better shirt than that. If anyone wears an expensive watch, tomorrow he will buy an even more expensive watch. And if her friend has a handsome new boyfriend, she must be overheated and trying to get close to the guy. Lots of them, for example! I as a friend until the head bobbles, confused to want to nasehatin him in how to."
"Oh, I'm telling you, Ma'am, what makes me so angry with Aswini. If he makes a lot of mistakes, I as a friend try to advise and understand. But, there is one fatal mistake that I can't tolerate anymore."
"What is that, Mom?" Out of curiosity, inevitably Runi asked.
Midwife Atun let out a long breath. It looked like he was forcefully opening his old wounds. Runi had felt sad, but was not the Midwife herself who opened the conversation and invited Runi to come into it?
Continued midwife Atun, "The former Aswini was once disturbing my ex-husband. And the 4lnya, my ex-husband really wants to be with him. Fortunately, we have not had a child. Finally, because the affair that Yudhis and Aswini did was getting further and further, yes I finally relented, to? Why do I maintain an unhealthy home? Could have died young me, Ma'am!"
"Finally, Aswini married Yudhishthira, his father the Raka. But yes, his name is also destiny, huh? Apparently, the Yudhis was not long ago. Raka went up first grade in Junior High his father was not there. Si Ratna, Raka's sister was only second grade Elementary. Yes, even though I feel sorry for Raka and Ratna for being orphans, I have no pity for Aswini! After that, she bullied people's husbands, and ended up living a widow's life!"
Runi smiled wryly again. Just this time he heard the past about his mother-in-law, and what kind of man Raka's late father was. But he did not dare to comment much, because of course it does not feel ethical to talk about the ugliness of his own family in front of people who are strangers to him.
"I have enough heartache, Miss Runi! Yudhis was once a kind and loving man. He's always been my equal concern, although I haven't been able to give him a descendant. But since Aswini's arrival in life pkami, Yudhis attitude changed by one hundred and eighty degrees! He never cared about me again. I never talked, especially not talking. Huh, blouse! I've never cared about it, ma'am!" confat Midwife Atun at length.
Runi felt a little stifled. But unfortunately Midwife Atun still wants to talk.
"Well, the name is also a gift for the patient. I finally found a man who loved me for who I was. Even though I am a widow, she does not care. We are married and living happily. We have four children, and it feels like my life is perfect now, Miss Runi!"
"Duh, lah. Even gossip! Thankfully, there was no queue!" Atun's midwife hit her own forehead softly upon realizing that she was recording a pregnancy to Runi. "So where was it, Ma'am?"
"Not anywhere, Mom. Earlier Bu Midwife recorded about my personal data," replied Runi sungkan.
"Hahah, sorry, sorry. Wait a minute, I finish the examination record first, Muni Mbak."
Midwife Atun again struggled with the pink book. He noted some important information including the estimated birth day, heart rate, complaints that Runi conveyed on his arrival this time. He also provides some vitamins to support the development of the brain and tissue of the baby.
"Please Miss Runi, here's the notebook. Please save, read also some important information, and then brought again when Mbak Runi check the pregnancy again here. Rolong guarded by her baby, because Mbak Runi had a history of miscarriages, then Mbak Runi must be extra careful so that the same incident does not happen again," said Midwife Atun at length.
"good. Thank you very much, Madam Midwife."
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