Self Healing
Episode 36 Beyond Expectations

Until the next day, I had not been able to see my baby for no apparent reason. Finally, Tyo and I went to the nursery.

"Sir, my baby's name is Halina Ramadhani, why not take her to the room?" my many.

"Ooo Bu Halina, the baby was vomiting, later if it has been checked with the pediatrician, we will take it to the room."

I also felt strange to hear the answers given and what irritated me more was Tyo's relaxed attitude, as if this was a common thing. Though all the theories, all the stories up to the end of the labor process video, until the baby is in one room of care together, I have seen and I hope the same.

I went back to the treatment room full of disappointment.

"Wait a minute, Yang. They will also be taken to the room. Already yuk, we just wait in the room," said Tyo who tried to cheer me up.

Finally after Maghrib, a nurse delivered my baby to the room, while my parents and brother were gathering.

"Alhamdulillah, my weight is also 3.3 kg!" exclaim mbak Hana when reading the status contained in the baby box.

Of all the comments about my baby, I heard none of them funny, anxious or pretty. Indeed, my baby is neither adorable, nor cute nor pretty. Her skin was very red and her hair was very thick, whereas her face, I myself could not describe it. But it doesn't matter to me, the most important thing is that he's healthy and normal.

The next day, I got a visit from Tyo's family, namely the parents with his brother and nephew who came in turns.

"Assalamu'alaikum, congratulations Nak Lina," said Tyo's mother while kissing and hugging me.

"Wa'alaikumsalam," answered me and Tyo.

"Oh yes, Mas," said Tyo's mother when Tyo approached her who then felt like someone else.

Tyo and I looked at each other, and Tyo said, "Mom, this is Tyo."

Sontak the mother and father Tyo just realized if it turns out the youngest son is in front of them, immediately hugged him while letting out tears.

Tyo's mother also looked at her son with a look of disbelief, because of his physical changes are quite drastic.

"How many kilos are you going up?" ask Tyo's father.

"9 kg, sir," Tyo replied while blushing.

"Well, Lina didn't take care of Tyo!" joking Tyo's father.

"Yes, Sir. Horrified to be taken care of again, ntar lives a bone," my reply that made the Tyo family laugh.

"Smart!" sahut Tyo's father.

During our year of marriage, indeed Tyo has managed to gain weight up to 9 kg. The increase in weight had an impact on the change in appearance which was very much different from the beginning of our marriage.

A reunion between the parents and the beloved youngest son takes place in a hospital room.

"When are you there?" ask Tyo's father.

"Yesterday morning sir, around 10."

"When are you on leave?" ask his father again.

"It's Allah's 10 days, sir, and you took last year's leave."

"Alhamdulillah, can be up to qeqahan.., what is his name?" ask Tyo's mom.

"Aisha Mayra, Mom," I replied.

"Great too, huh?"

"Thank God, sir."

"When is it?" ask Tyo's father.

"It's God's Day 1, sir."

Shortly heard the simple adhan Isya, which made parents and older brother Tyo say goodbye. A moment later the baby nurse came to take my baby, because my ASI has not come out.

"I brought the baby, Mom."

"Yes, Mother. Oiya, what is my baby milk?"

"NINe of Nestla. The mother does not need to worry, all milk giving is a recommendation from her child's doctor," he explained.

"Yes, I believe, thank you, Ma'am" I said.

That night, I went back to sleep separately with my baby on the grounds that my ASI had not come out. I also did not reject his policy and thought it was the best without thinking about its effects in the future.

3 Days after my delivery, I have been allowed to go home. Mas Purnomo and Mbak Leli, brother of Tyo came to take me home.

By boarding an operational car at home, which of course with the driver, I and Tyo accompanied by my mother also returned to Kelapa Gading.

Back home makes me more relaxed, which affects my ASI smoothness. In addition, my mother has also prepared vegetables and various fruits to facilitate my ASI, and supported by supplements and vitamins.

Sure enough, on the third day, my ASI began to come out and on the fourth day, my ASI was getting faster. But it turned out that the struggle to ASI-hi Icha was not as easy and beautiful as I imagined.

The effect of not immediately Icha was given to me while in the hospital, it turned out to affect the administration of ASI. Icha would cry hysterically and she would shake her head repeatedly so I had to hold her head in order to get ASI.

Her loud, hysterical cries invited my parents to check on Icha.

"Icha why, Lin?" ask my mother with concern.

"This, Icha wants ASI to just go berserk gini nangisnya," I replied while giving ASI to my daughter.

"Kok nangisnya like a child beaten, if the Japanese language, mbeker-mbeker," said Mother.

"Well, mbeker-mbeker? just heard the word," I said.

"Yes, the cry is hysterical, the kayak is beaten again, the cry is screaming," replied the mother.

Icha, my first daughter is very different. Her face was neither adorable nor ayu, her skin was extremely red and her crying made one hear like hearing a baby being beaten.

When Verdi came with the baby, who was born 3 months before my baby. At that time I saw a very significant difference.

Qanita, the name that Verdi gave to his first daughter was a very cute and adorable baby. White-skinned and ayu-faced. Her fat body, full of healthy babies in general, made me feel a little jealous, because Icha was so far from it all.

However, I soon realized that my thoughts could later damage my mind.

"Cha, you're a healthy baby, that's the most important thing" I said in my heart to encourage my heart.

Tyo and I did not talk about our first daughter's physical appearance, which was far beyond our expectations, but Tyo's face hinted at disappointment in the appearance of our little baby, makes a little hurt.

Bye-bye sweet dreams of cute and beautiful babies.