The Story of the Children of the Juragan
212. Breastfeed
Salman lifts Wulan's body towards the hospital terrace. A few nurses who happened to pass by, immediately helped her by picking up the thrust gurney.
Carefully, Salman laid his wife's body in the gurney. They immediately pushed him into the action room.
A nurse encouraged Salman, as the man intended to accompany his wife, who entered the delivery room.
"Sorry, sir. Please wait outside. So we can do our job well."
Salman rubbed his hair, then rubbed his face. He was really scared if anything happened to his wife and baby. Especially when Wulan said earlier, if there were daraah and lendir mixed.
He kept pacing back and forth in front of the maternity room door. His mouth was chanting a prayer, for both.
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While in the room, Wulan was surrounded by several nurses and a doctor.
The doctor did a check. And it's true that the patient is about to give birth. Because it's opening nine.
The doctor ordered his nurse to prepare all the necessary equipment. Quickly, the nurses carried out the doctor's orders.
The doctor gave instructions to Wulan. To tell him to take a deep breath, then start straining. While straining, Wulan had to look down at her stomach.
The doctor began to give instructions. Wulan began to follow the doctor's advice, although the pain grew.
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"Mama, papa." screeched Salman, flicking his fingers, after getting tired of pacing around.
He picked up the phone in his pants pocket, sat down and started calling his parents and in-laws.
It is conceivable, that the two parents will be surprised to hear what was conveyed by Salman.
Not done yet, he called. There was already the sound of baby cries echoing and so deafening.
Salman rounded his eyes, and his lips opened wide. The cell phone in his hand, even to the point of falling.
"My son." he muttered.
His eyes began to glaze over. He shut his body behind the door. To hear the sound of the baby crying.
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Inside the room, Wulan immediately smiled in relief. Finally the pain she felt earlier paid off with the sound of her baby crying.
Although Wulan was being sewn on the bottom, he paid no heed to the pain. Because he feels he has a new entertainment. The baby girl.
The baby has jet-black hair like Salman. White people like Salman and Wulan. His nose is so sharp. And blue eyeballs, typical of overseas people. It really is a perfect combination.
"Sorry, madam. The baby we cleaned first." The nurse asked for Wulan's baby. Then put on a table close to Wulan with great care.
The nurse cleans the rest of the body of the baby. Then give her a shirt. And lastly, he wrapped it in a cloth bedong.
Now Wulan has finished sewing. The baby was also in bedong. Both are in a place nearby.
After tidying up all the equipment, the mother and baby couple were immediately taken to the treatment room.
As the door of the room opened, Salman was slightly surprised. He saw his baby in his wife's arms. Both were encouraged by the nurse.
"I'm sorry, sir. We need to get her to the treatment room immediately. There you will be able to prosecute him" said the nurse, who seemed to know, with what Salman will ask.
The man nodded, then followed where his wife would be taken.
After arriving at the treatment room, Salman held and pitted his little girl against him. So excited, he shed tears. The one that followed the cheeks of the red met baby.
Wulan was also moved by the soothing sight before her eyes. He also shed his happy tears.
"Wulan, Salman" said a person the two were very familiar with. Who else if not their two.
Their faces were breaking into a wide smile. It looks happy to see their child holding a tiny baby.
They shook hands, and hugged each other while saying 'congratulations' to the new parents.
They scramble to hold a tiny baby who is really beautiful like his mother. At the end, the baby was crying. Nothing could stop her crying, other than being brought closer to Wulan.
"It looks like he's thirsty, honey. Try to suckle him first." said mama Laura.
"Susui?" rewinding Wulan.
"Yes. Let mommy help." added mommy Melati.
He raised his son's gurney, so he could lean. Mom Laura took the baby. Then mommy unbuttoned Wulan's shirt. She taught her son how to breastfeed. Afterwards, Laura's mother gave the baby to Wulan.
Wulan felt awkward, when she breastfed in front of many people. Papa Reyhan, who knew it, immediately pulled the hand of a man to stay away for a while.