Not Struggled (R4)
BDJ 123: BIRTH
The sun was warm at the beginning of the month. Small birds seem to fly from one branch to dry branches that are beginning to be overgrown by new leaves. The fallen leaves have also changed with new ones. Relive the color bias on trees that once showed no signs of life.
That morning Alea was enjoying her morning accompanied by her furry baby—. Because of the condition of her pregnancy which has entered the third trimester, she again took time off work. Therefore, to kill boredom while at home, he can do anything that can fill free time. One of them is by baking.
Nine o'clock in the morning, Radityan's residence was already enveloped in a fragrant aroma from the kitchen. Who else would have done it if not Alea Ananta Rumi Al-Faruq, the wife of Captain Nathan. Bumil one looks very happy if it is struggling with plants, cooking utensils, and baking equipment.
“What do you do, baby?”
“Roll cake blue velvet, Mah,” her answer when the mother came over.
Alea just poured roll cake batter into a baking sheet size 57 x 22 cm already polished carlo—polishing Loyang, and has been dialed by baking paper.
Alea deliberately made a simple roll cake to later be distributed to the Pradipta family and their close relatives. Alea roll cake made only consists of simple ingredients, which are 6 eggs, 90% grams of caster sugar, ¾ cake mulsifier, 70 grams of low protein wheat flour, etc, 70 Grams of low-protein flour, 10 grams of low-protein cornstarch, 15 grams of powdered milk, 120 grams of butter, and enough food coloring. While the ingredients for cream cheese consist of cream cheese, butter, white chocolate, vanilla bean, and lemon water.
“That's what's been rolled, roll cake blue velvet too?” ask Airra. He had just returned from the greenhouse when he was greeted by a fragrant aroma from the kitchen.
Alea shook her head while compressing the dough inside the Loyang. “That's roll cake strawberry cream.”
“Oh, the filling is fresh strawberry cream?”
“Iya.”
“Aduh, Papa you must like.”
Alea nodded with a small smile. His baking hobby is increasing for longer. He was even offered a bakery business by his father-in-law, Geasya Genandra Putri. However, Alea refused to refuse subtly. For him baking is a hobby and healing in the dizzy. Alea's main job remains as a career woman. Especially now the main task is increasing, namely as a wife and mother
for his prospective children.
“Mas you home today, Son?”
“Iya, Mah.”
“Sorean?” ask Airra again. The middle-aged woman had just tasted strawberry cream roll cake made by her beloved daughter. The maids who helped Alea baking have also been given the opportunity to taste. They were all amazed whenever his master's daughter cultivated anything.
“Iya, Mah. Yesterday said it was a bit afternoon,” replied Alea. Her husband has a flight schedule. The man left a week ago, and will be home today.
Despite only being away for a week, Alea felt that her man had missed home so much. There was not a single minute the man missed when he had free time. He would call his wife and ask about many things. Alea also missed her husband, moreover the three babies who had been actively kicking in her stomach. If night falls, three babies in the stomach will actively kick. That could be because they miss the baba voice that used to chant the holy verses of the Qur’an before going to sleep.
This one week Alea became an independent wife who did nothing by herself. After all, her first pregnancy was not fussy, because she did not experience the symptoms of pregnancy in general. Remember the husband who is experiencing these symptoms.
“You want to send lunch to Papah?”
“Iya,” replied Airra who just picked up a set of Tupperware. “Papah phone call, ask Mamah to send lunch because Papah can not go home.”
Alea nodded while covering towards the water dispenser. He just finished baking, then immediately performed Dzuhur prayer. All the roll cake that he made has been neatly and beautifully packaged, just sent to the destination address.
Alea was also able to rest for a while, while filling the stomach so that the nutritional needs of her three children were met. Soon the husband will return.
“Eh, where is this water from?" Aurra Gumam. "Be careful, kid. There's water on the floor, I'm afraid you slipped,” the mother's message. Multiplicate. Because he saw there was water on the floor.
“Air? I just didn't spill water, Mah.”
“Not you, maybe Mbak,” says Airra. “You just be careful the way...” The woman's sentence was cut off when looking from the time of the water source. “Alea, darling.”
“Yes, Mah?”
“Your website...”.
Alea stroked her extremely distended stomach. Because of this, it is difficult to look down. However, he only realized if something seeped past his calf.
“You want to be born, son!” airra, start to panic. However, a second later the woman who works as a senior lawyer immediately calmed herself. “We're leaving for the hospital now. Mommy phone Papah first.”
Alea nodded while holding on to the back of the chair. He thought the heartburn that came and went from yesterday was a false contraction as usual. It turned out that this time it was true, his children would soon be born into the world. Though according to HPL or the estimated day of birth, the baby will be born in two weeks. It was fortunate that all the necessities for Alea's delivery had already been prepared in a suitcase. So when Alea had a contraction, they could go straight to the nearest hospital.
The first person was of course Azar Radityan. The man was caught waiting for the wife's arrival. When his wife called, without a second thought the father of one child immediately rushed to leave the office. He panicked instead of playing after hearing his daughter was about to give birth.
Alea shook her head while muttering, reading Istighfar in a soft voice as the pain came back wrapped around.
“Ya Rabb, hopefully Nathan can finish his work immediately, so that he can accompany the delivery process Alea,” murmured Airra while continuing to give instructions to the princess to manage breathing properly.
Fortunately Alea was calm. It can well regulate emotions, so as not to panic like most pregnant women who are contracting. Upon arrival at the hospital, Alea was immediately greeted by a push bed. Anzar, the father also arrived at the location. It was clearly a look of anxiety on the man's face.
“Alea, you need to calm down, okay? There are Papah and Mamah here.” As much as possible Anzar gave support to the princess, before her baby was put into the room. “You can do it, baby. You're not alone in there. Remember, Allah Azza Wajalla is always with His people.”
Alea nodded with teary eyes. It seemed that he was trying to endure the pain that was coming. Today is really unexpected will be the birth day of his children. Jum’at day. Sayyidina Ayyam's. The king's day, the greatest day.
In Al-Qur’an, Surat Al-jumuah verses eight to Nine have also Allah Subhanahu wa ta’ala explained that jum’at has privileges compared to other days. In the hadith of the Prophet Shallahu alaihi wasalam narrated by Ahmad and Ibn Majah, the Prophet also mentioned that Friday’at is a day of relationship and marriage. Well, in Sayyidul Ayyam this time will be born the baby from the marriage of Nathan and Alea.
“Nathan still can't be reached, Mas?” ask Airra.
“Not yet. If her parents can be contacted. They are on their way,” Anzar replied. “Possible aircraft that Nathan may experience delayed.”
“Yes Rabb. What about our daughter? Who will accompany her during the delivery process?”
Anzar took a small breath. Nathan could not be reached if he was still on the air. His return schedule was a bit late afternoon. It's still about one o'clock, noon. While in there the wife is fighting life and death. Anzar could have accompanied. However, he still had trauma with the delivery room. Remembering first, the last time he entered the delivery room was when Alea's sister failed to be retained.
“We do’akan best for Alea and our future grandkids, dear.”
Airra nodded thinly. Since then he has not stopped praying for the safety of his daughter and future grandchildren. Same with the safety of his son-in-law.
“The opening is not complete, so labor is still not possible.”
The information was explained by the female doctor who came out of the room where Alea was treated thirty minutes ago. The opening is not complete, it means the birth canal for the grandchildren of Anzar is not yet perfect. If the opening is complete, then the process of giving birth normally can take place.
Alea was offered a Caesarean delivery, considering that she would give birth to 3 babies. But the idea was rejected outright by Alea herself. She still wants to give birth normally and feel the true nature of women. His health condition is also possible. Unless there is a condition that requires performing a Caesar.
“Astagfirullah haladzim,” lirih Alea when the pain came back great. At present, there are both parents who are accompanying him. But I don't know about later.
It would be a lie if Alea was not afraid of facing labor. He was nervous too. Plus there is no lover who can accompany. However, Alea was trying hard. Perhaps it was the fate of his children, born without their father.
“You guys don't fuss, yeah. It is okay if there is no Baba to accompany our struggle. There are still Grandpa and Grandma,” Alea shrieked while stroking her very distended stomach.
By the time of the Ashar prayer, the opening was complete and Alea was ready to go into labor. He will enter without being accompanied by anyone, at his own request. The husband could not be reached yet, but information about Alea's delivery was provided via text messages and voice mail.
Though Alea secretly harbored a great hope, which can be accompanied by the husband when giving birth to the fruit of their first love. But what is power. Everyone has arranged. The husband may still be standing behind the flight deck, sending many passengers safely to their destination. While here, he will try to give birth to their children independently.
However, before the door of the delivery room had closed tightly, Alea could still see such a familiar silhouette passing through the gap of the door. With wide strides, the silhouette using green sterile PPE walked closer to the hospital bed Alea was using.
The closer, the more Alea could recognize her husband's distinctive scent. Along with that, the tears that had been piling up in the eye patch fell unstoppably.
"Mas," he called out without hesitation.
The man nodded, then ducked. Approaching face.
The cup!
“Sorry, I came late, Zaujati (my wife).”
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Source: the book Tintin Rayner Home Baking
Warfare 29-12-22