MY CHATTY WIFE
OPERATION, OPERATION,

To prepare for the operation, I was asked to fast for food and drink for several hours until the time of surgery.

I want the surgery, Mas Baskoro is panicking. His body was cold.

At 7 I entered the operating room.

It's only 5pm now, my mom and dad are here. My father and mother-in-law haven't arrived yet, because it's raining. So I asked them to postpone his departure.

"Ndok, you sleep first okay? Later you surgery must be tired, Ndok." said my mother was restless.

"It's not tired, Mom. It will be anesthetized anyway, he was told to run. Take it easy, the doctors are many and smart. Kokom is also healthy, nothing." said my father, who was calm, but I knew his legs were shaking.

"Are you not sick?" ask mommy.

I shook my head, "So the doctor said, dope is just in regular injection, Mom. After the dope of the new entry I was brought to the operating table." I explained as described Doctor.

"Emang on his desk is his operation, Ndok. Why not on a mattress like this or a rich one in front of that that nun pushed." Her innocent face made me feel comfortable and calm.

"That's just Doctor's language, ma'am. Operating table, yes operation in bed. Not at the table." Mas Baskoro gave an understanding.

"Oh, I think it's really on the table. Yes really Doctor, my son wants to be taroed at the table." mother's face look a little cheerful.

"Torak you, Mom. Emang does not like to see soap operas on tv if there are artists in operation." said the father.

'Well, why talk about the table. Hihihi But I am grateful, thanks to the table the faces of my parents are a little cheerful.'

"Mas wants permission to come into the operating room, doctor, yes." took my hand. His hands are cold.

"Can you, Mas?." I asked. I rubbed his hand to calm him down.

"Every night I told Doctor Ayu, he said I could. But Mas must permit the same doctor again in the surgical room, he said." he said.

I nodded, "Yes try it, Mas. What's wrong in the operating room?." I'm afraid he'll faint to see my stomach later in the Doctor's surgery.

He shook, "It's okay, I want to be with you inside" she replied loudly but her body trembled.

"Mas sure, Mas won't faint right in the operating room right? Later even disrupt the operation process, Mas." persuaded me. I know he's scared but he wants to keep me company.

"Yes, Le. Your body is cold like this, trembling as well. Later if fainting even bother." mother touched the arm of Mas Baskoro.

"Try, Sir. Pengawan.." mom pulled Mas Baskoro's hand towards the Father.

He held his hand and shook.

"No need to come, Le. We'll wait out there. If you faint, even disturb later. Remember, your two sons will be born. It would have taken a long time, on tv only if the operation was long. Shut up just the same Father." pinta Father.

Mas Baskoro disappointed with our decision, I also want to be accompanied. But seeing her more tense and fearful condition than me, I didn't want to take any chances. Let me be on my own inside, he's enough to help me pray outside.

"Yes, Sir, Ma'am." Hela breath.

"Mas.don't worry. I'll be fine. Our children will be born healthy and safe." I said.

She nodded, "Yes dear, you promised to come out with a healthy and safe child, yes." she kissed my hand in her grasp.

I really want to be with you, but I know very well. Mas Baskoro is not okay, he phobias with blood. And there was trauma with the operating room.

I don't want to let him torture himself.

Preparation for the operation was 90%, fasting, allergy tests on drugs, the position of my two babies even to the process of shaving my pubic hair.

"Excuse me.. Sorry sir, Ma'am. Ibu Kokom please prepare, we will enter the operating room." a nurse came to the hospital room.

"Mas, relax. Keep praying, I fight inside. There will be no problem, Bismillah." I said to calm my husband. Actually reverse.

"Look, baby, fight. Forgive this Mas mu, Mas can not accompany you." his face sad to feel guilty.

"What's wrong, Mom. Many accompany me in the operating room, right Sus?." I turned the question to Sister who helped check the infusion device and catheter attached.

"Yes, Mom. Many members inside are helping with the operation." - his smile.

"Mother, Father.. Pray for us yes, greetings to Mama and Dad later.." farewell.

"Yes, Ndok. Bismillah yes Ndok. Calm down and keep dhikr, Ndok." Mother's message. I'm nodding.

"Go, Ndok. Pick up a big reward for you." said the father let me go into the operating room.

My heart was pounding, lying if I could calm down when I saw the big lamp above my head.

Everything inside was specially dressed in closed surgery, and the cold air touched my bones.

"Good afternoon, Mrs Kokom, yes" said the doctor, who covered his face.

"Sore, Doc." I looked curious about the doctor's face. All I know is Doctor Ayu, but it hasn't been seen yet.

"I'm Doctor Anasthesi, Doctor Adit. Help me tilt ma'am, we inject dope first." I helped Sister tilt my body. The doctor explained the anesthetic process that will be injected into me.

"We're using half an anaesthetic, ma'am. So mom realized, just didn't feel any pain. You can see the operation process through the reflection of the image in the top lamp, yes. Done." The doctor turned my body again.

My hands were tied like they were about to be roasted, the staff preparing the tools for the operation. The baby carriage came in with the staff wearing pink clothes. Maybe midwife, it wasn't long for Doctor Ayu to come in.

"Everyday afternoon,." smile.

"Sore, Doc." we answered in unison.

"Mother Kokom, how is she?" greet me.

"Okay, Doc." smile.

"Don't panic yes, I have to calm down, if there will be nausea, please hold it. Breathe in so that nausea disappears, because it can affect its operation. But if it's tight, tell us yes." explains Dr. Ayu.

I nodded, "Okay, Doc." The doctor nodded and smiled.

"Doctor Adit, what's the dope?" he asked Dr. Adit who was wearing a mask.

"Already, Doc." Doctor Adit pinched my leg, but I didn't feel anything. He patted me on the thigh, I just kept watching from the reflection of the light.

"There's a taste, Mom?" Doctor Ayu asked me when Doctor Adit tickled the sole of my foot.

"No, Doc." I replied.

"Okay, we're starting, Doc." The doctor turned his eyes to Doctor Adit.

"Please pray, for the smooth operation this time." Doctor Adit led the prayer, I prayed, may all come out healthy and safe.

I was scared, but curious. I looked at the Doctor who was spilling anti septic drugs on my stomach.

Doctor Ayu asked me to say, "Don't strain, Mom. Think about when the twins were born beautiful. How active they are in there, especially when they are born, Mom. Definitely adorable.." Doctor Ayu averted my already tense mind at the sight of such a thin blade in Doctor Adit's hand.

"Yes, Doc." My smile closed my tension.

"If you're afraid, don't look at Mom." asked Dr. Ayu.