
Nara's laundry business is fairly smooth, every day more and more people come, because now many people know, around Wonoasri village there are people who open a laundry business. And, moreover, Nara has no business rivals in the area.
However, Nara only wants to receive laundry clothes, bed linen, blankets, and dolls. As for the carpet or the like is not, because of the limited space and also the power of Nara, which does not allow to receive the type of laundry.
Now Nara's gestational age is eight months, and only one month left, Nara can finally see her son's face.
"Who do you look like, son? Like Mom, or your dad?" nara murmured while rubbing her stomach which was already quite large.
Currently Nara is sitting on the living room sofa, she is waiting for Gavin who is again working overtime.
However, Nara suddenly grimaced as she felt her stomach contract again. It was already the second day, Nara felt her stomach was already like the one who was about to give birth.
"Why, Honey? Is it sick again?" Gavin, who had just returned home, immediately threw his bag in any direction, when he saw Nara sitting with her stomach holding her as she grimaced in pain.
"Yes, Mas. Just like yesterday," Nara said as she endured her pain.
"Then come on, let's go check it out now."
Nara immediately nodded, then Gavin immediately pulled Nara onto their bike.
Arriving at the midwife's house, Nara is immediately examined. Not much was said by the midwife, she only said that if Nara was exhausted, then the midwife immediately prescribed the medicine for Nara.
Arriving at home, Nara immediately took the drug, and soon Nara chose to sleep because she also felt tired.
However, just at midnight, Nara suddenly felt her stomach heartburn, because it was not able to stand it anymore, Nara then immediately hurried to go to the bathroom.
Nara's movements that got out of bed quite quickly, accidentally made Gavin who was sleeping beside her wake up. Gavin who was a little panicked, he immediately caught up with Nara going to the bathroom.
Right after Gavin arrived, Nara was out holding her stomach again.
"Why?" gavin asked in a half-panic manner.
"This, Mas. My stomach was heartburn, but nothing came out, and the mucus was mixed with a little blood" Nara said as she continued to hold her stomach, somehow the contractions also came back. And, this time it hurts even more and also more often.
"Sir, don't you want to give birth again?"
"Ah, the hell time, Mas? But, it's only been eight months, time ... Ouch!!!" Suddenly Nara's body immediately slumped and sat on the floor, he was really not strong enough to withstand the feeling of his stomach getting sicker and heartburn simultaneously.
"Sir, what's wrong with you?" asked Gavin who was getting panicked, but he immediately rushed to hold Nara and took her to the bed.
"Ouch, Mas. It seems like I'm really going to give birth now" Nara said in a stammering voice.
Hearing this, Gavin became even more panicked. "Well! How anyway? Oh yeah, we're going to the midwife's house right now."
"But, Mas. I won't be strong on the bike, it really hurts" Nara said, curling up in pain.
Then not long after, Gavin came with Bu Lastri, because Bu Lastri who will help prepare and bring the necessary items Nara during the labor process later. While Mr. Tejo himself, he immediately went to prepare the car.
Gavin cradled Nara slowly, getting into Mr. Tejo's car, after they all entered, Mr. Tejo drove straight to Nara and Gavin's midwife's house.
While on the other hand, the sound of a car roar in the middle of the night, making Arvin who is writing a novel so curious, who would want to drive a car tonight? Curious, Arvin decides to peek out of the window of his house.
"Will she give birth?" murmured Arvin who saw Gavin holding Nara, while Nara also looks to be in pain.
"Tau ah, it's none of my business either." Arvin continued, which then immediately closed the window curtains, and coincided with his car Tejo sir who began to drive on the streets. It is better for Arvin to continue writing, than he thinks of the wicked woman.
Then not long after, Mr. Tejo's car had reached the midwife's house who usually checked on Nara. However, unfortunately the midwife was closed, because now is her service hour at the puskesmas.
Without stalling again, Mr. Tejo immediately took Nara to the nearest puskesmas.
Not half an hour from Nara's arrival at the puskesmas. The sound of baby crying was immediately heard from the delivery room. Gavin, Mr. Tejo, and Bu Lastri who heard the voice, immediately gave thanks.
"Congratulations, Mas Gavin. Your child has been born" said Mr. Tejo and Bu Lastri almost simultaneously.
"Yes, Sir, Mom. Thank you, and thank you for bringing us here."
"Yes, Mas. Nothing, it is our obligation as neighbors to help each other" said Mr. Tejo sincerely.
Right after Mr. Tejo said that, a nurse came out of the delivery room, and then called Gavin to come inside.
Gavin was flabbergasted when he entered, and seeing his 1900-gram baby, the baby looked fragile in the arms of a nurse.
It was so small, that was what Gavin had in mind at the moment, and so different from the size of the newborn babies, which he had seen before. And, can Gavin carry his own child who has such a small body?
However, with the help of the nurse, Gavin can finally hold her and then prosecute her.
After that, before the departure of the midwife. The midwife had said that their child, tomorrow morning will be referred to a large hospital in the city, because their baby needs to be placed into a baby incubator.
Gavin and Nara just nodded their heads, at the moment they felt both happy and sad at the same time. They are happy because their child was born safely, while sad, that is, they both can not immediately freely hold their children.
"What's patient is that it's important that you and our son survive" said Gavin, who tried to comfort his wife.
Nara who was shedding her tears, she just nodded.
"Then, Mas wants to call our family first, they must be happy for the birth of our daughter."
Again Nara just nodded, then she saw Gavin holding his phone and calling their families.