Sharing Love: Between Us
Chapter.303 Birth
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Keenan seemed to be sitting behind Riska, he hugged his wife's body, providing warmth in the night that felt increasingly cold.
"Are you bahgium, baby?" keenan asked, gently stroking Riska's stomach which had felt a little hard on the bottom.
Riska nodded, her hands cupping Keenan's hands. A happy smile was etched on his face.
"Very happy" Riska replied later.
Keenan smiled, the two are now enjoying the fireworks show, which has been designed by Ezra, to enliven the event tonight.
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A few months passed, now Riska pregnancy has reached the age of nine months. Today, the couple, who are expecting their first child, are taking a walk in a shopping mall.
Yes, since Riska's pregnancy is getting bigger, she often takes a walk in the shopping center, or in the park, to facilitate the labor process.
Keenan as a good father-to-be, certainly will not miss this opportunity to accompany his wife.
Fortunately, now he has a personal assistant, so his work does not accumulate as before.
Keenan will be more free to accompany the first pregnancy Riska.
"Honey, it's afternoon, we go home yuk," asked Keenan, as soon as the time began to twilight.
Riska looked at the circular clock in her husband's hand, then nodded.
Since her pregnancy grew, Riska's body weight also rose quite a lot, until now she is not comfortable to wear items, such as jewelry or watches.
Keenan also helps Riska to walk outside the shopping center. However, when they just got off the escalator, Riska stopped Keenan's steps.
"What's up, baby?" keenan asked, staring at his wife's puzzled look.
"Wait a minute, Bang. My stomach is tight," said Riska, while stroking her lower abdomen that feels a little pain like wanting to get a monthly guest.
"You got a sick stomach, baby?" keenan asked to make sure, he tried not to panic, even though the look on his face could not lie at all.
Riska nodded, while continuing to catch her breath.
"Well, we're going to the hospital now." Keenan is holding Riska.
However, Riska prevented it, she then shook her head when she felt that the pain was gone.
"Why?" ask Keenan.
"Udah is no longer sick" Riska replied, pulling Keenan back on his feet.
"The truth, it doesn't hurt anymore?" Keenan looks to make sure.
"Yes, let's go again" Riska said.
Keenan also followed the wishes of his wife, although in his heart there is still a sense of worry.
Arriving at the parking lot, Keenan first opened the door for his wife.
"We went to the hospital first, yes," said Keenan, worried about his wife.
Riska just nodded, when the pain in the lower part of her stomach was felt again, and now even spread to the waist.
Keenan, who saw the look on his wife's face, drove his car outside the parking area. His hand was busy making calls to the obstetrician who handled his wife's pregnancy.
About thirty minutes later, Keenan had parked his car in front of the hospital, he immediately carried Riska inside.
While the doctor who handled Riska was prepared in front, so Keenan could lay his wife on the hospital barankar.
"How's my wife doing, Doc?" ask Keenan.
"It's opening five, probably still five to seven hours away, before the perfect opening. During that time, Ms. Riska, can lie on her left side or walk slowly around the nursery, if you still feel strong," explained the Doctor.
"But my wife is already in a lot of pain, Doc," protested Keenan feeling worried for his wife.
"It is commonly experienced by mothers who want to give birth. It's all part of the contraction to make the birth canal ready for the baby."
After undergoing pre-delivery screening procedures, Riska is now transferred to the ward.
"Where is this, Bang, I'm afraid?" lamented Riska, when they only lived alone in the treatment room.
"Quiet, baby. I'm sure everything will be fine" Keenan replied, holding his wife's hand.
The other hand, continues to stroke Riska's stomach that feels hard and tight, when it is experiencing contractions.
Keenan tried to keep looking calm in front of his wife, even though he actually felt very deep worry.
Moments later the whole family seems to gather, to encourage and encourage Riska and Keenan.
The two prospective parents also seemed a little controlling, after getting various support from the entire family who came.
"Honey, you can definitely get through all this, you are a strong woman," Keenan said, continuing to whisper words of encouragement to his wife.
Riska squeezed Keenan's hand, as the pain of the contraction returned.
Keenan rubbed Riska's hair that already looked messy and limp, mixed with sweat.
"Bu Riska, follow my instructions, yes. If I say the new push mom pushed with all her might," said the doctor who was prepared, handling the Riska lineage.
Riska only nodded faintly, grimacing in immeasurable pain.
"Return his breath, breathe out of his nose, get out of his mouth," instructions from the doctor sounded.
Riska flanged, enduring the growing pain.
"Bang, it hurts a lot," said Riska with a trembling voice.
Keenan's heart ached even more, seeing his wife struggling to bear a child for him.
"You are strong, dear .. you, surely can," whispered Keenan, continuing to give encouragement.
"Now push," said the doctor.
Riska groaned, trying to push as hard as she could, to help her child be born into the world.
"Mother, open her eyes, and try not to make a sound," the doctor's instructions were heard again, when the first experiment did not succeed.
"Abang, sick," back Riska whimpering.
"Yes, honey. I'm here, you have to hold on, yes, for my sake, for our son's sake" Keenan replied.
"Let's get some spirit, mom. Miss Riska, I can." The doctor encouraged Riska.
Half an hour has passed, now that Riska energy has been increasingly drained, her spirit has begun to decrease as tired of her pisisk.
"Well, why did it take so long outside?" ask Keenan, be worried.
"Quiet, Sir. This is the head already visible, soon the baby will be born" replied the doctor.
"Bang, sick." Riska whimpered, with a voice that grew quieter.
"Come on, Mom, don't give up, just push again, it's longer than before" the doctor said.
"Bang, I can't, I'm tired, sick," Riska complained, shaking her head faintly.
"Can't do that, sanyang. Come on, you can do it, you can." Keenan felt more uneasy in his heart.
"Yes, right said husband, mother. I can do it," said the doctor.
When the contractions return, the doctor gives a warning.
"Let's take a deep breath, then push without making a sound."
Riska followed the doctor's directions.
"Continue, do not get disconnected," said the doctor, until finally the sound of crying baby pergema in the maternity room.
Along with that, the tears of Keenan and Riska flowed, signifying how happy they were for the birth of their first child.
"Thank you, baby. You can, you're great" Keenan said, kissing Riska's face.
"Congratulations, Father, Mother, your son, born healthy and complete" the doctor said.
The tiny baby who was still covered in blood mixed with mucus, it was immediately carried by one of the nurses, to be cleaned.
"Bang, our son," said Riska, with a cry accompanying her words.
"Yes, honey. Our son is born. You can, you are a great woman" Keenan replied.
"Thank you for holding on and fighting for the birth of our child" Keenan said.
That night, happiness enveloped Darmendra's extended family, welcoming the birth of a new member of the family.
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"Have you prepared a name for your handsome son, Ken?" nawang asked, as they had regrouped in the nursery.
"Sure, Mah. We have both prepared a name for our son" Keenan replied excitedly.
"Aksa Farras Darmendra" Keenan said.
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The same curious story of Alvin, who covers in my other work🤭
EVERYONE HAS THE RIGHT TO BAHGIA ... THAT WAS THE SPIRIT FOR ALVIN, IN ACHIEVING THE HAPPINESS HE DREAMED OF.