
Kangmas speeded. Until he forgot that his wife was pregnant. It feels like the speed of the heart pumping blood throughout the body doubled compared to usual. Sar ser sar ser continues to taste daritadi. Udah feet it feels like to ngerem mulu, even though the brake and gas are the same kangmas.
Jockeying on the road with a big belly like gini makes me talk.
"Awwwwh, my stomach adds sakiiettt.." I groaned in pain.
"Where, honey? getting sick? too sick?" Ridho panicked, he was lacking the speed of the car.
"Yes my stomach is like remes-remes,"
"Yes, we're trying to find a hospital around here. You are calm yes, hold back first" said Ridho.
I'm not sure what Ridho said because now we're far from the highway. I don't know where we are anymore.
"Mass? what are we going to the hospital for?"
"Wear this car, honey? time to wear a rickshaw?"
"Not thatuu?! but what do you pay for it? we haven't sold the necklace yet" I said.
"That's what we think it will be, honey. Now it's important we find the hospital first,"
Not knowing because I was too tired or too tense, I felt pain, especially in the lower abdomen. Taut and hard to the touch.
"It's like the ghost didn't chase us, did it, Mas?" manyu alert.
"No idea, but I don't think so." said Ridho.
"You brought hape?"
"Bring,"
"Try to find the nearest hospital using the map," asked Ridho.
I started picking, I'll have a hospital around here. But damn the signal here is really bad.
By dawn we were both still unclear. The car that was supposed to go to his house, Mr. Sarmin, now must first go to the hospital.
"Not going to the hospital. I've been quiet," I said.
"Really?"
"Aaawkkh," I screeched. My stomach is tense again.
"Alhamdulillah. I think there's a hospital sign, we're there. At least you checked first, our child mastiin all right," said Ridho.
"But-"
"It won't be injected, just relax. Pregnant women should not be careless in the love of drugs, let alone injected. The injection is the same as Ridho aja," said Ridho, the oath is not exactly he guyon like that. I really want to be a complete block.
Without waiting for my approval, Ridho stopped in front of a hospital. Ta maybe because this is far from urban be the hospital this way the shape, simple. Exactly like that old building, and a lot of big trees.
Ridho ngeliatin keep the hospital in front of us, the car position is already the front parking lot.
"This is the hospital?" i dyed.
"I guess..."
"How could it be?" i'm kesel.
"Awwwkhhh, uuuh, it hurts.." My stomach hurts again.
Ridho mengelusin my stomach, "That's why don't be angry mau, I'm also no longer nfeliat really not. Or is it still operating if this isn't the hospital,"
"Aakkh, how does it hurt like this anyway? your son is glorified in the dalem, thought the stomach of his mother's field ball times," said I. We're still in the car.
"What an installment you love is not me. If I'm calm," said Ridho, while I males nanggepinnya.
"You don't kick my mommy's belly all the time, Deck. Kasian it, Mami's in pain." she continued.
"Where? going down?" ask Ridho.
Cold weather pierced the skin, especially I did not wear a sweater or jacket. I still wear a pregnant mother's dress that is 10 inches below the knee.
"My feeling is not good," muttered Ridho.
"Huufh, how?"
"It's okay" said Ridho, but I was clearly squirming at the look on his face that seemed to be worrying about something.
But how else, my stomach was tense. Especially after this we need hours to get to the house of Mr. Sarmin. With such a situation, it is clearly impossible.
We both walk into the IGD, and there's one guy we met in a nurse's uniform sitting at the counter.
"Sorry Sus, my wife--" the kangmas sayings stopped. He held my hand strong.
"Ehm, sorry. Looks like we got the hospital wrong," said Ridho quickly.
I was confused by what my husband said, "We're in the wrong hospital?" I'm in the heart.
"Reva, we have to go now!" whisky Ridho.
Kreeek.
The sound of the chair shifting, the nurse who was originally sitting is now standing looking at us, "Around here there is no other hospital, sir," said the nurse flat.
"My wife was suddenly not sick. So we want to continue the journey," said Ridho, taking me step by step backwards.
Okay here, aing understand that we are wrong to enter. This is not a hospital for humans. My son in the stomach is getting better ngadepin kayak gini situation again. Yassalaaaam, wonten nopo malih O Allah Gustiiii (Yassalam, what else is Allah).
"Sshhhh, aawkkh," I groaned softly.
"What's wrong with you, honey?" whispered Ridho, I just shook my head.
"It looks like you're pregnant, ma'am. Your face is pale, maybe you should lie down and our doctor will check your condition" said the nurse.
"Doctor, there are patients who need your help" said the nurse.
And you know, a male doctor, with a bald head pacul pacul-shoe out, you even sing. The doctor with the bald head appeared with blue gloves covering his hands.
"Lay down, ma'am." said Dr. Richard, his name on the white coat he wore.
"Sorry, Doctor. Looks like we're not going to check. We have no money, the insurance is also stuck because two months of unpaid arrears. So, we-we"
"Oh, huh?" said Dr. Richard, who walked over. He opened the curtain of the examination place.
"This hospital is used to helping people who do not have money like you. You can look for a loan, after your wife gets the right examination and medication," continued Dr. Richard who took a stethoscope clad in his neck.
"I'm sorry, my husband doesn't usually owe. We are poor and have no money. Sorry to disappoint you" I told Dr. Richard.
"You've come in, and you won't be that easy getting out of here, hahahhaaha," said the nurse grimacing, her eyes turning white looking at us.
"Astaghfirullah," said Ridho who then quickly turned around by continuing to hold my hand.
"We have to get out of here" Ridho asked me to run towards the exit.
But unfortunately...
Grepppp!!
The IGD door that was once wide open is now locked.
Ceklek.
Ridho tried to open the door but could not.
"What should we do, Mom?" I looked towards the kangmas with sweat already flooding the temple.
"Run" said Ridho.