Senior Junior Love Romance
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“Mari, please sit Mr. Rendra and sorry with whose Mom?” ask Lita's doctor when Rendra meets with Hasna's mother after Dita's surgery is completed.
“Mother Hasna, my in-law, her mother Dita,” replied Rendra.
“Mother Hasna, introduce me Herlita. I checked the pregnancy of Mother Dita since the beginning,” said doctor Lita with a friendly smile.
“Iya, Doc.” Hasna's mother also replied kindly.
“Well, I called Mr. Rendra and Ms. Hasna to explain about the situation of Ms. Dita and her baby. The condition experienced by Mother Dita is called Intrauterine fetal death or IUFD, or also called stillbirth. IUFD is the death of the fetus in the womb after 20 weeks of pregnancy. As per the results of the examination, the pregnancy of Dita Mother has reached 30 weeks so it is called IUFD.”
“IUFD is different from miscarriage yes, Sir, Ma. Because if the miscarriage is fetal death occurs when the womb is less than 20 weeks or the weight of the fetus is below 500 grams.”
“What Doc caused my son's death?” ask Rendra.
“Based on USG inspection and earlier the condition during operation because it was wrapped around the umbilical cord 2 times. As a result of the winding is tight causing the fetus can not get enough oxygen supply so that it interferes with breathing. Father's son is very active in moving so maybe because it makes him wrapped around the umbilical cord,” explained doctor Lita.
"Yes, Doc. He was so active that my wife was often startled by his kicks and tight movements."
Doctor Lita smiled. “Tadi actually we still hope that the son of the Father and the grandson of the Mother can be helped. We are seeking surgery as soon as we know his heartbeat is undetectable. Good thing all the doctors and nurses can do it all, so we can do it right away."
"We've been medically trying. We also hope that after the son of Mr. skin to skin contact (direct skin contact) with his mother and father was able to make him return. Because in some cases, such miracles happen. But we cannot resist God's destiny, even though we have done our best.”
“Once again we are sorry, hopefully the son of Mr. Rendra can be a helper of the Father and Mother in the afterlife later.”
“Aamiin,” says Rendra and Bu Hasna together.
“For Mom Dita state, stable and good. He was quite patient and steadfast even though he could not accept. We hope Mr. Rendra and his family always give Ms. Dita morale and support, because that is what is needed at this time. Maybe Mother Dita will still be sad for some time. I pray and hope that Mother Dita is not traumatized to get pregnant again. Because usually the fear must be there,” explained doctor Lita.
“Iya, Doc. I will always be by his side during the recovery period. I will also definitely continue to give him spirit,” said Rendra.
“Oh yes, the scar of the Cesarean section of Mother Dita is sewn with a thread that will later blend with the skin. I hope there is no allergic reaction. Dita mother also has to eat a lot of foods that contain protein and vegetables so that the former sutures dry quickly in addition to later also drugs that must be taken. Maybe later 3 or 4 days here can just go home.”
“Good, thank you, Doc.”
“Do you want to ask?” ask doctor Lita while looking at Rendra and Mother Hasna alternately.
"Can my wife take a shower, Doc?"
"May, but please help if you still do not recover. Scars surgery using water repellent plaster, even so must be careful not to be exposed to water."
"Is my wife also having puerperia, Doc?"
"Yes, of course, sir. So you also have to fast first." Doctor Lita smiled.
"Yes, Doc." Rendra rubbed the back of her head, feeling unwell with her in-laws.
"Is there anything else to ask?"
“Mother, anyone want to ask?” ask Rendra to her in-laws.
“No,” replied Bu Hasna shaking her head.
“Good, if no one is asked. Tomorrow morning I will check again the condition of Mother Dita. After this, Mother Dita can rest. For the son of the Father later can be asked in the administrative section of the procedure to bring home how.”
“Good, Doc. We'll excuse you first,” said Rendra followed by Ms. Hasna.
"Bun, later Rendra tipped Dita ya. Rendra wants to take care of our son's body first," asked Rendra as they headed to Dita's hospital room.
"Without Nak Rendra asking, mother must also take care of Dita. Thank you, Nak Rendra always accompanied Dita and remained strong for Dita."
"It's Rendra's duty as husband, Bun. Dita has been Rendra's responsibility since Ijab kabul 11 months ago."
"Has Nak Rendra prepared a name for your son? Mother's point is not just to call Boy."
"Already, Bun. Akhtar Elramdan Daneswara's. Akhtar means star, Elram and means light. Hopefully he can be a bright star for us even if he's not with us."
"What a good name. Does Dita know?"
"Yet, Bun. The plan was just later Rendra told me."
"You who are patient, God is testing you. If the mother who experiences not necessarily the mother will be able to."
"Please always pray for us, Bun."
"Mother always wishes you good."
Rendra let out a long sigh as she arrived in front of the door of Dita's ward. He had to stay strong even though his heart was sad every time he saw Dita.
Hasna's mother rubbed Rendra's back, giving her strength.
"Thank you, Bun. Let's go in."
Rendra opened the door of Dita's ward, she invited her in-laws to enter first. In the room there are Mama Dewi, Nisa, Bella and Adi. He was lying on the bed with his eyes closed. Maybe she was tired from crying.
Rendra called her mother who was sitting next to Dita's bed with a gesture, afraid to disturb Dita. After the Mother Goddess moved from her seat, Mother Hasna took the place of sitting there.
"Mas Adi, can you come with me for a second?" ask Rendra to Adi.
Adi nodded without answering. He followed Rendra who went outside the ward with his mother.
"Ma, Rendra wants to bury our son next to papa. Can you?"
"Good thanks, Ma."
"Do you want to receive non-mourners at home?" ask the Goddess Mother.
"Come, Ma. Rendra who obviously stays here accompanies Dita until she can go home. If Mama wants to receive mourners, Rendra beg Mama to arrange. At most Rendra will go home to get clothes."
"Yes, my mom will arrange everything. You're here to accompany Dita."
"Thank you, Ma." Rendra then turned to Adi. "Mas, you can ask for help later to ask permission to Takmir Al-Kautsar mosque to perform body prayers there. Although it's not mandatory, but I want to crucify my son."
"Okay, what else can I do for you?"
"I permission PKL used to be Mas until Dita recovered, maybe about a week."
"Udah, easy about PKL do not need to think about. Now, this is your wife's first priority."
"False, Mas. After this I'm going to the administration, keep taking care of my son's body."
"I'm with Ren" said Adi.
"Mama wants to come too. Mama's coming home with Nisa to take care of the house."
"Rendra wants to say goodbye to Dita before leaving."
"If so I help take care of the administration for the management of the body yes, while you say the same Dita."
"Thank you, Mom." Rendra took his wallet, then took his ATM and insurance card. He handed over an ATM and an insurance card to Adi. "Wear this, Mas."
"Already, no need," refused Adi.
"It's my responsibility, Mas. If Mas Adi won't accept it, I'll take care of it myself."
"Okay, I accept. Now you're saying the same to Dita." Adi finally gives up, receiving an ATM and Rendra's insurance card.
"His birthday is Dita, Mas."
Adi nodded his head and left Rendra and his mother for the administration room. Rendra went back into Dita's room.
Rendra approached Dita's bed, she rubbed Dita's face and kissed her forehead. "Darling, tired of it."
Dita opened her eyes slowly. "What's up, Mom?"
"I want to go home first, take care of the funeral of our son Akhtar Elramdan Daneswara. The Daneswara family. Honey, you like that name?"
Dita nodded, there were tears coming out from the corner of her eyes. "Boy name is good" he said softly while trying to smile.
Rendra wiped Dita's tears. He smiled at his wife. "Boy has a name now, but we can still call him Boy. I want to bury him next to Papa, can't I?"
Dita nodded again. "I can't go with Akhtar's antherin, Mas."
"Nothing. Tomorrow, when honey comes home, we'll stop by, yeah." Rendra rubbed Dita's cheek again.
"Darling, now rest. There's mom and Bella here who are friends. After all I'm done, I'll be back here."
"Yes, Mas. Can I take Mas's phone?"
"May, take it. Later if there's anything call Mas Adi yes, or I bring your phone, dear."
"Mas, just bring my phone. It was in the bag. But I don't know where my bag is."
"There was in the desk drawer, it was put the same nurse," said Nisa who from the beginning listened to their conversation.
Rendra then opened the desk drawer next to Dita's bed. He took his wife's device.
"I'll go first, honey. Take a break." Rendra again kissed Dita's forehead.
"Mother, Bella, take Dita ya as long as Rendra leaves."
"Yes, calm down. As usual it won't be a single scrape," continued Bella who made everyone love a smile.
Rendra exited the room after saying his greetings. He asks Adi if all the admissibility is in order. After all was done, the three of them, Rendra, Mother Goddess and Adi to the coronation section.
There Rendra bathed and mengafani Akhtar. Fortunately, the Mother Goddess brought a rag, just in case Dita needed it. The barricade was used to cover the corpse of Akhtar who had been forgiven so as not to attract the attention of people.
Rendra came home briefly to change his cocoa shirt and new cloth pants, because he would have Akhtar tied up in the mosque. Arriving at the mosque, he became an imam praying the corpse of his son.
After the mosque, the four of them headed to the tomb complex where Rendra's father was buried. Rendra himself buried Akhtar.
Rendra could not help but cry as she looked at the small red earth mound in front of her. After losing her father, she lost her son. Their child candidate, who was conceived by Dita for 30 weeks.
For a long time he cried in front of the tomb of Akhtar and his papa, until the sound of the azan Magrib reverberated.
"Come on Rend, let's go home" Adi asked.
"Yes, Mum." Rendra got up from her squatting position, then left the tomb complex and her two loved ones, Papa and Akhtar.
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