Papa To Oleander
39. Finally Come Also

Goslings

It took me almost an hour to find all of Olavia's orders. I may have deliberately lingered on the streets for the sake of giving my blood a chance to get really cold before returning to the apartment and meeting the source that made it hot in the first place.

I don't want Olavia to see my depravity just because I hear a voice or see a little bit of the woman's skin.

Damn my hormones. The late twenties are still easily ignited like teenagers who are just a dozen years old.

However, in my defense, I am sure my body reacts like this because he is Olavia. And I can make a decade of my solitude as proof. For eleven years I've lived as a "jones", jomlo ngenes for the same reason. Because no one can get me up like she did.

Literally no one. Because every time I want to start, always imagine his face, his smell, his touch. And my organs will be lackluster when I realize that the one in front of me is not him.

Now, when he was already in my arms, one by one my organs began to function properly again. What's more that one. I bowed in gratitude while condemning this reality. It turns out I'm still healthy. However, now is not the right time to deal with my not-so-important needs.

With a few pockets in hand, I attempted to maneuver in order to open the apartment door without dropping one of my luggage. Shortly after I entered, I was immediately greeted by the most beautiful, clean, and fragrant woman and wore a home dress (huh, say negligent times. Sok use home dress language all lo, Ngga!) the super duper cute.

Of course the sighting managed to ignite the hormones and create a jolt in my body. Patience, Angga. Take a deep breath, then let it out. Once more. And again.

"Hey, Honey. Sorry, long time, yeah. I've got to go mutter-muter first run his corn porridge." I reasoned when I followed him to the sofa. I put the plastic bags on the coffee table. "I'll take the plate first. You just wait here." I kissed her forehead and immediately turned around.

"I also want to help you ka–oh, my God!"

Immediately I turned again to face Olavia who had just cried out hysterically. And I was hysterically watching what was going on in front of me. "Yes, my God, baby!" I pulled out the phone in my pants pocket and looked for Doctor Sheila's contact. While waiting for the call to be connected, my eyes could not escape the water running along my woman's legs and forming a puddle on the floor.

After a while passed, I was only able to focus on Olavia. I just realized he was shaking. Shxt. Just touch the speaker sign on the screen so I can hold the phone in hand while continuing to monitor the connection and calm the woman at the same time.

Pick up the phone, Doctor, pick up!

I stroked her hair slowly and I kissed her forehead. I do that in turn while continuing to say, "It's fine, honey. It's fine. Your water just broke. Don't panic. We still have time."

When the second call I still did not get an answer, I decided to pick up the ball. "Now, we're going to the hospital. You are calm, yes. Everything's gonna be fine. I'll make sure you and our baby are okay. Okay?"

"O-okay. O-o-kay," he replied in a trembling voice.

With arms coiled around each other's waists, we stepped out into the apartment and immediately boarded the lift that Thank God was standingby waiting for. Then I rub his hair and I kiss the forehead that was wet with that sweat. "Calm down, honey. Everything will be okay. There I am here."

So many emotions were contained within those two words. Those emotions got inside me and squeezed my heart. "Yes, Honey. I-i know. I-i know. But, you need to stay calm, okay? I was right here. I'll be there. I will always be by your side."

"P-promise?"

"I promise."

****

On the way to the hospital, I kept calling Doctor Sheila until she answered. "Yes, Angga?"

"Dok, Olavia's on his way to the hospital. The hole just broke!" I just immediately spewed out that information on a cell phone connected to a car bluetooth device.

"OKAY. I'll get the room ready soon."

****

When I stopped the car in front of the lobby of IGD Hospital Mother and Child Sehati, two medics were already preparing with one wheelchair there. They opened the door and helped Olavia to move before taking him away. I want to catch up with my woman soon. Let me just throw the car keys carelessly at the security that is standing not far from us while shouting instructions, "Please get the gear bag in the trunk and take it to Olavia's room."

****

After being checked, Olavia had only experienced the opening of three. Doctor Sheila asked us to wait in the room while continuing to make movements that can stimulate the opening of the birth canal faster.

Be, I accompany her sitting on the birth ball, taking a walk around the room, holding her hand as she makes a standing motion with her legs open. I even happily stroked the lower back of Olavia without being asked.

Olavia, who initially claimed to be scared, is now facing what she feels with complete confidence. The sweat that soaked his body I feel no longer because of anxiety, but solely because of the contractions he experienced. His face was immediately overwhelmed by the calmness and excitement of knowing at the end of this struggle, he would soon meet the baby.

And I .... I fell deeper into this woman in front of me. Who held my hand so tightly as he soared his life for the sake of his son. Who tried to catch his breath so that he could continue fighting so that the baby he contained and cared for in the stomach for nine months more could be born into the world safely. I don't care if he squeezes my hand to shreds even once. I don't care if after this I'll lose a few fingers.

I don't care.

All I care about is her . and the child I promise I will raise like my own flesh and blood.

Connect ....