Maryati... Is True Love Struggle, Love And Devotion

Maryati... Is True Love Struggle, Love And Devotion
Chapter 32 Welcome baby Diana


It was almost past noon, when Mar intended to take a break in the living room while guarding his small stall, but just about to break down, Mar felt something was happening to his stomach.


Mar was silent for a while, while stroking his distended stomach, he,


"Yes right.feel cramping and throbbing"


Bathin.


He tried to sit quietly, feeling his further development,, and,,


this time, Mar felt a heartburn that was other than his usual if he had an upset stomach.


"Ehm...Is this a contraction??is this a sign that I'm giving birth??"


Mar asked himself in his heart.


Realizing it all, Mar finally took the initiative to enter his sales, then closed his stall, with pain in his stomach, Mar rushed to clean up all the labor needs on one big bag.


Now Mar is sitting in a chair, hesitating in his heart whether he should go to the Midwife or wait for her husband to come home first.


As he was thinking, Mar felt that something came out to wet the negligee he was wearing, as quickly as lightning Mar stood up and checked,, he said,,


"Blood??"


His words are soft,


this time it was accompanied by a hint of panic that caused sweat to flow from his forehead.


"Didn't, at the last check, Midwife Ani said, should hurry to the clinic if the water or blood comes out"


Mar recalled the message given by Midwife Ani when she checked her pregnancy earlier this month.


With complete confidence, Mar moved from his seat locking all the windows and doors of his house.


"*** cube...Sorry to interrupt"


"Eh, Dek Mar..What's the Deck,.loh...Where are you going to take the big bag??"


The neighbors are confused.


"Anu Buk, I want the key, I'm going to the clinic, I think I'm going to give birth.."


"Get on.....So how's Dek, do you want to be with or call your husband?"


"Thank you Buk, papa, let me take a rickshaw, later if my husband will just go home, just say tell me to go to my follow-up clinic"


"Surely you can get yourself Deck??"


"Yes buk, not papa"


"Well, wait a minute, I'll call a rickshaw"


Seen, Neighbor Mar ran in a hurry to find a rickshaw for her.


Mar walked slowly when just a few steps, the rickshaw in question stopped in front of him.


Soon Mar's up,


"Thank you Buk, already taken care of"


"Ahh, no papa Dek Mar, you heart-heart may smooth his labor yes"


"Aamiin, thanks Buk,"


Mar waved his hand leaving the front neighbor of his house towards the clinic of Midwife Ani.


Along the way, Mar continued to pray in his heart..That she be given strength and safety in the process of giving birth to her first child.


Along the way Mar continued to rub his stomach, he could not wait to see the baby's cry hugging and kissing his baby.


"Emmm...Bang, just ahead of there stop for a second, bang,,"


Mar said pointing to a house that is none other than the house of his parents.


"Good Mom.."


Reply brother rickshaw slow his paddle.


Right in front of the stairs a simple wooden rickshaw house stopped.


Not yet Mar down, brother becak first prevent it.


"Wait Mom, I'm sorry I need to stop here, let me help"


Her bargain.


"Ehm.I want to pick up my mom, take her with me to Bang's clinic"


Maryati.


"Oh...Just let me ride, you just wait in the rickshaw,,"


From the look on the face of the rickshaw Brother, it is clear that his worry about seeing Mar.


Rushing he climbed up the steps of Mar's house and knocked.


"Assynolt...."


"Greetings hall...."


Masning came out in astonishment staring at the guest who knocked on his house this afternoon.


"Sorry who??"


"It's Buk, I'm a Rickshawman, The mother asked me to call Mom, She wants to give birth she said.


Replied Si Abang Becak while pointing towards his rickshaw.


Masning looked down at Mar sitting like he was holding back pain in a rickshaw.


"Oh Allah, Mar...Yes.yes sir, wait a minute yes, I'll take the veil"


Masning frantically entered her house, took her purse, and put on her veil then walked quickly back to the front, not forgetting to lock her door and go down to meet Mar.


"Mar..are you okay, son??"


Sweepings.


"Yes mak seems like I want a baby"


Answer Mar casually.


Becak drove back to the clinic.


Arriving in front of the clinic, with the help of Mar's mother walked in limp.


"Well.this is ready for her mother's birth..."


With the look of the face of the sumringah Midwife Ani prepared everything needed.


"Okay, we immediately move to the delivery room, ma'am, don't be tense.Stay calm and we equally pray that all the processes run smoothly"


The Midwife Ani.


Mar seemed to be trying as quietly as possible, with his mouth continuously committed to praying for safety and smoothness.


While outside the maternity room, Masing looked tensely awaiting the birth of her first grandchild.


His heart kept pounding, his wrinkled hands kept trembling, with a yet calm feeling Masning decided to sit down, trying to calm down.


"Assalamualaikum Mak's..."


Masning was shocked by the hand that touched his shoulder.


"As.you're home?"


"Yes Mak, how's Mak, how was my son born?"


As came in with a slight stupor, his face was no less tense, though,


"Not yet, enter Mar.."


Said Masning while pointing at the delivery room door.


"Yes Mak..I'm going in first"


As rushed to meet Assistant Midwife Ani who was writing the file.


"Evening goal, I'm the husband of Maryati's mother inside, can I come in??"


"Oh...Yes sir, please come in."


Answer Assistant Midwife Ani, then take As to the delivery room.


"Body Midwife, here's her husband Maryati's mother coming"


"Oh yes.please"


"Dec...You have to be strong.you can...I doain you dear.."


As whispered in Mar's ear when he reached Mar's side, tightly grasping Mar's right hand, while the other hand rubbed Mar's head.


Mar just nodded slowly, with his eyes closed, and a grimace in the face withstood a tremendous amount of pain.


As continued to strengthen Mar, once his hands wiped the sweat that flooded his wife's forehead.


15 Minutes passed, and,,


When the sound of a loud cry from a baby seems to break the tension,


the struggle ended, a beautiful princess was born.


"Congratulations Ma'am, the girl's daughter"


Ani's midwife, pinned the tiny baby to Mar's chest.


The limp Mar, drawing a long breath, lega, haru and happy now enveloped his heart, along with the fall of the melted clear water in the corner of the As's eyes, he witnessed for himself how formidable his wife's struggle was.


Many times he kissed Mar's forehead and head.


"Thank you dear.for your struggle, you succeeded.you won.our child was born.beautiful like you.happy yes..."


As kissed the back of Mar's hand.


While Mar was still limp, could only smile with wet eyes.


After the tiny baby was finished in bedong, Midwife Ani invited As, to adopt her beautiful daughter.


"Please Mr.."


"Thank you, Midwife"


In front of his wife and in-laws, As put his face close to the ears of his baby and then echoed Adhan, the atmosphere returned haru.


"Geez my beautiful grandson..White as his father, but his face is as beautiful as his mother's"


Praise Masing while holding her first grandchild.


"Who do you think this sweet girl's name is Mar??"


Connect Masning.


"Sister As will give him the name Mak..He's already prepared it"


Mar stroked As's face, which As countered with a kiss on his palm.


"I've prepared a Name for our Son Deck"


"Who's Brother??"


Reply Mar impatiently.


"I'll name her Diana kartika sari"


As called out loud a beautiful name for his beautiful daughter.


I hope He will be like the Name I gave him.


"What does it mean, sister?"


Mar stared at the face of her husband.


"Diana means special, kartika means bright star cluster, sari means Core, I want this child to be a special bright star and always be the most important thing in every journey of his life"


Clearly As, she kissed the head of her baby in her in-laws' arms.


"Aamiin....."


Answer Mar and Masning compact.


"Oh yes Brother, I know Brother Husna do not forget"


"Yes, I'll tell you later"


As was unceasingly grateful for the sustenance that God gave him.


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