
This time it's not their fault, fix it's our fault who is looking for disease by entering this hospital.
"Hhh .. hhh ... Mas, don't be cepeth-cepeth," I half-running with my stomach in pain.
"Yes, Honey. They're behind us,"
"Why do we have to be chased after this?"
"No idea, Yank. Ask the same grass that swayed, consider it fate." said Ridho.
We go down the hospital hallways with lights that are as flickering as if they want to be metong.
"Akkh, aaakuh, capekkkh." I said. I stopped running, my legs were not strong.
While Dr. Richard and the nurse were walking leisurely after us.
Ridho carried me, "Arrgh, we're looking for a way out,"
My hands are coiled around the neck of the kangmas, "I'm thirsty, Mas..."
"Patience, huh? later we look for a drink after getting out of here," said Ridho who tried to promise something that somehow can be realized.
"Aarghh, can't the hospital have only one exit?" said Ridho frustrated, while occasionally justifying the position of his sling.
My stomach doesn't feel bad, especially in a place full of these subtle creatures.
We go through the rooms, and Ridho opens one of them to meet us.
"We hide here first, hopefully no one will find us" said Ridho closed the door and sent me down.
"Sorry Papi, honey. You must be uncomfortable in the dalem, sorry to make mami you have to chase kayak gini," said Ridho, he sniffed my stomach.
Kangmas half-sitting like people want to sleep, the difference is now we no longer will you marry me will you marry me, he took one leg to make me sit. So I sat on his thighs.
We are no longer romantic, are we. He pats his thighs, "Sit here, honey..."
"Huufjh, huufhh, you'll be tired later, Mas..."
He means I sit down, "No, you're tired. Running around with a stomach this big," Ridho sniffed my stomach which was again tense.
Praaang?!!
Something fell in this room. His voice was like a stainless device that fell to the floor.
And kreeet...
There was an open door, and there was another room in the room.
Tang tang tang tang tang!!
A trolley that is usually used to put medical devices, out of the room whose writing is 'Labor Room'. Yes, the trolley was pushed towards me and Ridho.
I who saw it stood up, as well as kangmas. We froze for a moment.
"Masss.." I hid behind Ridho's body.
"Open the door" said Ridho.
The trolley then stopped about 2 meters in front of us. Obviously looks some medical tools such as scissors and some tools that I also do not know the type and usefulness. It seems like it is that way.
A cheque?!
I slowly opened the door.
"Where are you going, madam? Do you want to give birth? let me help you" said one woman in a uniform that read 'midwife'. He's out of the delivery room.
"Aaaaaaa," I opened the door and went out with the kangmas.
"Hahahahhahaha," the voice of the midwife echoed.
I tried to run, but again with a big belly like gini makes me tired.
Not only that, there are wheelchairs that know their own way. And there are also grandmothers who paced like confused people or kayak again waiting for something in front of the operating room. There are also people who pass by but with an empty look leaping, who look continues to mamerin smile with a face that shoots.
"Hhh ... Where is the exit?" I want to cry. In addition to being quite exhausted, I was also afraid of them.
"Arrghh, I don't know either. Why finding the exit is so hard, we're like being targeted. Or actually there is an exit but our eyes like deliberately closed so that the door does not look the same as us.
It's not clear and random creatures that we meet. Again confused and running the road is not clear direction, while Ridho continues to read and read prayers.
Suddenly there was the sound of Adhan. Do not know where the mosque or mosque. What is clear is that we are getting closer to the rising of the sun.
"Alhamdulillah adhan dawn, Yank." said Ridho with sweat that had flooded dry. He stopped while continuing to carry me in his carrier.
The dep!!
The dep!!
The dep!!
Suddenly, the lights that were on suddenly went out from end to end.
The sounds of laughter and noise, slowly faded away along with the sky which started to give off a tinge of orange hue.
"Hiks .. hikss," I cried in the arms of my husband.
"I'm sorry, you have to experience something like this again. Sorry.." said Ridho felt guilty. I hid my face in the chest of the kangmas.
Finally, this gripping night is coming to an end. Ridho continued to walk around looking for the main door, thank God he met too.
If I am not wrong, but we have already sepet passing towards this hallway which contains a row of poly space that merges with the waiting room. But we don't see that door as big as Gaban. The glass door that is now ngablak alja, open it as wide as possible.
Sometimes it cannot be accepted with that logic when it comes to demits and the like.
We both got back in the parked car from night in the hospital courtyard.
Ridho immediately hit the gas, occasionally his hand rubbed my forehead that was soaked in sweat. Then his hand turned to stroke my stomach.
"I'm thirsty, Mas.." I said.
"We look for the nearest stall, yes" said Ridho who slowed the speed of his car. I inget hape.
And then a lot of chat that entered into my life, including missed call from Pak Karan.
I reached into my pocket. There was money once. And only this time I want if I slip a piece of money a hundred thousand two sheets of which are folded in the casing hape.
"Mas, Mas .. I found money" said the nepokin Ridho.
"Two hundred thousand? alhamdulillahot. But whose money is that?" ask Ridho.
"My money, I forgot that I like to spend money on cassing hape,"
"It looks like in front there is a stall," said Ridho who pointed towards a stall that is still on fire.
"We stopped there," he continued.
And our car slowed down and then stopped in front of a coffee shop. But this time Ridho did not go straight down, he was still in the car looking around.
"Why?" my many.
"It's okay, like it's a real stall, just aye I'm down." said Ridho.
"I'm coming, Mas.." I don't want to be left behind.
"Yes, I opened the door" said Ridho, who refused to let me go first.
Ridho got out of the car and opened the door.
"I'm a carry?" ask Ridho.
I shook my head, "No need, be ashamed." I refused. Yes, when carried ntar dijulidin same mother has stalls again.
I finally got out of the car with a Kangmas car.
"Sit down, slowly." said Ridho.
After I sat down, Ridho nyariin the seller, "Bu ... Mr. .. buy," he said.
And a woman with hair curled out, "Buy what?" said it.
I looked straight down, at my feet.