THERE'S ALWAYS A LEANING PLACE
Consultation

Via had just finished his breakfast. Mom, stay right away

help to clean the dishes Via. In fact, Via has said many times

so that Mom Inah would let her do it herself. However, women of her age

a little above that Miss Aisyah did not care.

“I take care of the dirty clothes first, yes. Laundryman

can't come here today. So, I'm going to take my clothes there. Not far, though,

coke.  Ma'am Via needs something?” Maam

Inah makes sure first before leaving Via.

“Neg. Mom can go to the laundry. There are nurses. If there is anything, Via can call the nurse,” said Via.

After Ms. Inah left, Via picked up her phone. He retaliated

some of the messages that came in Ratna's Message became the last message that he replied.

Ratna

[How are you, Marimar? Still hurts not the incision marks in

your stomach?]

Via

[Still. But not really, anyway. I could already

move, kok.]

Just sent, on the screen looks information that Ratna

picking.

Ratna

[Thank God. I'm just so horrified, aren't I? I'm so

guilty sometimes disputing mother.]

Via

[Alhamdulillah, insyaf also you. Just first, yeah!. Pertin

the doctor will check, deh.]

Via put the phone back. I heard the door shortly

knocked over with greetings. A few people dressed in white came in. Smile

expanding on their lips makes the patient's status more relaxed.

“How is Mrs Via's condition today? It seems much more

fresh, nih,” asked one of them.

“Iya, thank God it is better,” replied Via.

“Steel check first, yes. You can walk by the way, right? Already a walk to the front garden what yet?” ask Linda's doctor while continuing to invite Via to talk until Via does not feel that he is being checked condition

the stitches.

“Good bit, really. Not completely dry, anyway. Ma'am Via should remember, do not lift heavy-weight ones, yes!”

Via nodded in understanding.

“There are complaints?”

Via shook his head and answered briefly,”Enggak.”

After the examination, they say goodbye. Via took back his phone and opened up his conversation with Ratna. His close friend is still online.

Via

[Alhamdulillah, my stitches are fine.]

No need to wait long, Ratna replied to Via's message.

Ratna

[Indeed you're a sewing course? Since when?]

Via read Ratna's message. He was angry with

that boy's.

Via

[Stitching wounds, not stitching clothes!!!]

“This must be Ratna again giggling, deh. Basic Somplak! Possibly

he deserves to be included in the trio of somplak to be kwartet somplak. Or arranged

same Mr. Gibran the CEO of the somplak, yes?”

Notification of the message is heard again. Of course from Ratna.

[Idiiih.bumil eh busui angry. Your son is afraid that you

angry often. She must have thought, what mom is oma, huh? Wkwkwk.].

Via impatiently typed in a message to vent the annoyance. He pressed the dial button.

“Assalamualaikum Mother beautiful. I know you must be impatient to type a message,” Ratna's voice was immediately heard shortly after the connecting tone rang once.

“Waalaikumsalam. Yes, to your ngomelin! Uh, since when did my face look like a granny?” spray Via.

“Now not yet. But if you get angry, wrinkles will

lo appear. Uh, want to see the interior of the shophouse? Move to video call, yes,” Ratna

diverting the topic of conversation.

“Iya, huh. Try what it looks like,” said Via.

They switched to video calling. Ratna aimed at the screen

his cell phone around the 1st floor of the shophouse. Via closely observed.

“Lumayan also. Now looks more fresh, current,” comments Via.

“Who was the designer. Ratna, that's it!”

Via smile. He was pleased with Ratna's progress. He can develop fresh ideas, so as not to depend on it.

“So the doctor is young and handsome, no?” ask Ratna.

“Kepo! Indeed why? Kepengin dicomblanin same doctor?” cibir Via's.

“Ngarep! Unfortunately nothing, tuh. Doctor's beautiful. The handsome old like father hehe..” Via held back his laughter so as not to have his body shaken.

“Mas Azka there, no?” ask Ratna.

“No,” Reply Via Brief. His tone sounded flat.

“Why you? Angry at Mas Azka?” guess Ratna.

“Neg. Why did you say that?” elak Via's.

“You're angry. After all, your tone of voice is how it is. Uh, a lot of visitors. I'll close first, yeah. Assalamualaikum.” Their conversation was interrupted.

“Waalaikumsalam,” whispered Via. He put his cell phone next to him.

“Why am I so sensitive when talking about Azka? He's not wrong. Not necessarily she likes me. Maybe it was just the alleged Eyang Probo. If it was true, maybe he had already dashed that feeling once I married Mas Farhan and became his sister-in-law. I can't suuzon.”

Via took a long breath. His eyes looked far away. He recalled the times of togetherness with Farhan and Azka.

Via's daydreams were blown away when he heard the knock on the door followed by a greeting. Shortly after, a figure appeared that he had just thought of.

“What's wrong, my brother? Don't mostly daydream! Fear of demons passing by, keep straying,” said Azka.

“Ih, don't talk about it, man! Nyeremin,” protest Via.

“Yes, so don't daydream! This is me bringing a change of clothes. Once here it runs out.” Azka put the suitcase in the corner of the room.

“Tadi from my house?” ask Via.

“EnggakMas Edi who nganter to home while leaving for the office. Where's Mom going? How alone?” Azka changed to ask.

“Med to laundry. Laundrymen can't go to the wards. So, Ms. Inah went there,” explained Via.

“O. Ma'am Via has eaten? How is there no food?” Azka.

“If breakfast, of course. If lunch is not yet. You hungry? Just search the fridge! Or in a small closet,” said Via.

No need to wait for the next clue, Azka opened the refrigerator door and picked up a red apple. He peels. Pieces of apple were poured into Via.

“Ah, no! You eat by yourself. I didn't want to,” refused Via.

“Ya already if you don't want to. I ate by myself, yes,” Azka said as she stuffed the apple into her mouth.

"Assalamualaikum, Mother's daughter. Uh, there's Azka. When are you here?" Ms. Aisyah came with a smile.

" Waalaikumsalam's. Yesterday, Mom. What do you need, huh?" Azka gave an unconnected answer.

"Ah, you are! Mother dizzy talk to you. Via, so see the pediatrician?" Ms. Aisyah turned to Via.

"So, dong! Get there now, yuk! It's 11 o'clock" replied Via enthusiastically.

"Azka, get me a wheelchair," said Ms. Aisyah.

Azka immediately went out to the nurse's room. Shortly thereafter, he returned with a wheelchair push.

"Come, Mother's up!" azka.

"Abroad! That's for Via. Go, Via!" Bu Aisyah glared at Azka.

That guy was just a whimper. He pushed back the wheelchair towards Via.

After Via sat down, Azka pushed out.

"You want to come, Ka?" ask Ms. Aisyah.

"hey are. If not, why is Azka here alone? After all, Azka also wanted to know the doctor's explanation about Mother's first grandchild," Azka replied lightly.

Via was a bit nervous to hear Azka's answer. Of course Azka was pushing the wheelchair.

The awkwardness increasingly hit Via when passing by the differentiator of other patients. There were among them who were staring at Via and Azka with amazed gazes.

"His husband is very attentive. It must be her in-laws. His face is similar to that of a man. Luckily she was so dear to her husband and in-laws" said one of the passersby. Not hard, but Via's ears can still catch it clearly. Via's feeling is getting worse.

Soon enough, they reached the doctor's office. The pediatrician had just entered the room after completing an examination of an outpatient.

"Please sit down, Mrs Haris. Can I help you?" The young doctor welcomed me kindly.

"We want to ask about the condition of my granddaughter, Doc," Ms. Aisyah replied as she took a seat in front of the doctor.

"O, so. Wait, I see my notes."

Doctor Wibowo looked for the note he meant. A few minutes later, he held a stop map and opened it on the table.

"Baby Mistress Novia Fergareni, huh? Born at 30 weeks and 5 days. In fact, if possible the birth will be delayed until the fetus is at least 34 weeks old. Although classified as still premature, if it is above 34 weeks the condition of the fetus is better, the vital organs are mature," said the doctor.

"Why can't that time be delayed?" ask Via.

"Mistress's membranes have ruptured and there is chorioamnionitis so that labor is immediately carried out," replied Wibowo.

"Then, how is my grandson's condition now and the risks he faces in the future?" Miss Aisyah looked impatient.

"Lung condition is not yet mature so it needs to be assisted breathing apparatus. However, so far there are no serious problems including apnea, which is a condition in which the baby stops breathing for a few seconds. At this time, Lady Via's baby has hyperbilirubin."

"Then, how ...." Via looks nervous.

Doctor Widodo smiled and continued, "It's natural for premature babies because their hearts are not yet mature. In fact, even full-term babies often experience hyperbilirubin. In newborns, hyperbilirubinemia can arise because the body has not been able to filter bilirubin like an adult body."

"Is it, doc?" ask Via

"If not dealt with immediately, yes. However, we have handled the baby Mistress with phototherapy, which is shining the baby with blue light to break down bilirubin. Thus, the rate will decrease."

"When is my son in the incubator, doc? When can we take her home?" ask Via expectantly.

Doctor Wibowo smiled. He read the medical report in front of him.

"I can't be sure of the time. What is clear is that the baby is stable. The baby can breathe without auxiliary devices, weighs at least 1,800 grams, is not yellow or hyperbilirubin, is also a stable body temperature."

They nodded in understanding.

"Then, we'll excuse you, doc. Thanks for the time and explanation from the doctor. Sorry to bother the doctor. Assalamualaikum," said Ms. Aisyah.

"Vaalaikumsalam. Glad to be of help," replied doctor Wibowo kindly.

Bu Aisyah had Azka push the wheelchair into the peristi room. Via welcomes the joy of seeing her baby again.

***

Seriate

Patience waiting for the continuation of the story, yes!

Don't forget to always leave a trace.

For those who want to know the figure of the trio of somplak, read the novel About the Heart by Aldekha Depe. CEO Gibran is at the CEO of Somplak Falling in Love, while doctor Kevin is at my Husband Doctor Cold.