Stars for Earth
Where's My Baby

The goals look Ardi, and there are chants of the Koran he reads, also the sound of heart monitors, oxygen saturation, blood pressure and breathing on the table beside Najma's bed.

"Mas" said Najma not so clear because his nose and mouth are still covered with oxygen masks.

Ardi looked directly at Najma, apparently Najma had regained consciousness after two days of falling asleep after surgery. Yes, due to a fall from the stairs, the unborn fetus was forced to be removed because the membranes ruptured and Najma suffered severe bleeding.

"You woke up Babe, Alhamdulillah," said Ardi who opened an oxygen mask on Najma's face. Of course he had previously looked at the monitor and made sure Najma's oxygen saturation was still at normal levels.

"Mas Ardi" said the weak Najma. Najma felt her stomach and was surprised that her stomach was flat.

"Icha.mana is...Mas, where's our baby, where's my baby." Najma said while crying, she thought something bad happened with the baby.

"Eh shhtt. baby Icha in the baby's room dear," said Ardi trying to calm Najma.

"Baby Icha was born?" Najma is confused.

"Yes Babe" said Ardi.

"But it's still seven months Mas" said Najma who still can not believe.

"Because baby Icha needs observation again, it is still not enough months to be born, Mba Sarah was forced to remove Icha faster, because you have severe bleeding," said Ardi.

"Oh so," said Najma finally understood.

"Well, would you like a drink, baby?" ask Ardi.

"Can?" ask Najma.

"May, a little yes but, tomorrow we ask Mba Sarah, have been allowed to drink and eat anything yet, earlier Mama, papa, mas Arya, and Mba Sarah just came home," said Ardi who immediately took a drink for Najma.

"Baby Icha ain't it Mas?" najma asked, of course she was very worried about the baby.

Ardi smiled, he sighed, confused about how to tell the state of their little daughter who is struggling to live on this earth, because there are still not enough months to be born, he said, his organs are still not so perfect, and they weigh very little compared to a normal-born baby.

"Ga pa pa Babe, tomorrow we see together in the nursery, you rest first," said Ardi.

"Baby Icha pretty Mas?" asked Najma though still weak, but he was curious about the appearance of his first daughter.

"Yes, beautiful rich you, but there is also my face there too, our unity, ma'aa Allah," said Ardi.

"A.s.sttt...." Najma hissed as she endured the pain, also biting her lower lip.

"Why baby? Someone is sick" asked Ardi.

"Hmmm .. This is Mas, very sick," said Najma wanted to answer which part was sick but reluctant and felt ashamed of Ardi.

"A sharpening in your stomach?" ask Ardi.

"Bus ..Ma'am," said Najma who was still grimacing.

Ardi thought for a moment, and he remembered that it was time.

"But Babe" said Ardi and went to the table to get something, and returned to Najma's side.

"What is Mas?" ask Najma.

"Asi pump, your boobs hurt, right? It's time for you to pump" said Ardi while helping to pair the electric pump on Najma.

"Why is my husband ashamed? And again who do you think pumped you for these two days? Who wipes your body, changes your clothes, and so on" asked Ardi.

"That lasquin? I nifas Mas," asked Najma who frowned, enduring the shame.

"Yes, ga pa pa, right baby Icha need your breast milk, every three hours I pump your breast milk so that it can come out smoothly and on" said Ardi. Najma was silent, she was moved by what Ardi was doing, and loved her and their daughter.

"Asiku a lot Mas, ma'am shaa Allah," said Najma after getting a bottle of breast milk from one of the ********, then changed to pump the other breast.

"Alhamdulillah," said Ardi who closed the breast bottle after it was filled by Najma.

"The pain is very intense, up to three hours of pumping" said Najma.

"How else, you can't breastfeed yet, but my son needs breast milk to survive Babe" Ardi said.

"Mas, am I not injected with drugs? How can breast milk be given to our baby? I read it said that if the mother took medicine or injected asi can not be given to the baby" asked Najma.

"You are calm sweetie honey, Mba Sarah has chosen a medicine that can breastfeed my dear, Alhamdulillah, grateful we have a family of obgyn doctors," replied Ardi.

"Yes, Alhamdulillah, Mas all this time accompany me continue?" najma asked, he was very curious what had been, it felt like he had been separated for a long time with Ardi.

"Yes, I keep you company, unless God has called for prayer, I leave you with a nurse for a while, I pray to the mosque, why?" Ardi asked back.

"Pengen knows, was I not okay? I mean critical of it?" ask Najma.

Ardi nodded...

"Yes, you should have woken up a few hours after the surgery, slept for a long time, I suspected trauma to your head, but thank God the CT scan was good, no abnormalities, no abnormalities, so I can't wait for you to wake up, and it's so heavy, Babe" Ardi shed tears remembering everything she's been through.

"Mas must be afraid" said Najma, who held Ardi's hand.

"Yes, for sure, I'm afraid that you won't wake up again babe, but thank God, God give us a chance to meet again" Ardi said

"Yes, thank God, uh Mas, ain't work?" asked Najma whose hand was stroking Ardi's face whose mustache began to grow because he had no time to shave.

"I asked the director to advance Sabrina's work schedule, she's starting work now, let me focus on you" Ardi replied.

"Pantesan ga shaving mustache," Najma still caressed the handsome face of her husband.

"Yes, afraid to leave you for a long time, I take a shower too if the mama fitting come, let you have a friend," said Ardi.

"Oh yes, Sabrina the doctor who saved you at that time, with the permission of God, he was the first to find you and immediately called the emergency officer," Ardi added.

"Doctor Sabrina saved me?" Najma asked again to make sure.

"Yes," said Ardi who closed the second bottle of breast milk, and helped Najma clean up the breast pump that had been finished using.

Najma remembers something...

#Flash back on ....

"Bruck!!"

"Aaaaaa.." cried Najma, before falling down she saw Sabrina beside her, her hand sticking out to grab Sabrina's hand, but Sabrina just kept quiet and watched her not respond. And Najma finally fell down the steep stairs. Then Najma remembered nothing.

#Flash back off...