TOAST
* Slice 273, Lost
The family welcomed with joy the presence of her daughters Fajar and Alifa, exactly seven days of her birth, held an aqiqah at the home of Bu Fia. Kinsmen, gentle relatives and friends gather all, so all friends, all also aim to see the baby's sister, rather than at the Hospital must be limited to visiting the baby, all the rest of the time, so asked the Dawn to visit all the aqiqah events.
Qeena and Dafi donated cupcakes that Qeena made very beautiful and packed in transparent plastic containers. Pink cupcakes accompanied by a small decoration of baby photos of Alifa, specially ordered by Qeena in the form of edible chocolate prints. There is also the name Kalila written there, the call of her baby Kalila (meaning much loved). He also pinned the paper name of the store and phone number that can be contacted as part of marketing.
Because the soy sauce made cupcakes, Qeena felt dizzy, so she rushed to her house for a break. Dafi followed Qeena to make sure that Qeena was okay.
Apparently at Dafi's house, there was a serious discussion between Mak Imah, Mak Nuha, Rida and Iyus. The four of them were talking in the middle room.
Dafi takes Qeena to her room first, only later she plans to join them all.
Dafi finally decided to sit on the stairs to her room. This time I just want to be a spectator. I also want to know how my parents solved their past. The time when Dafi had not yet entered their family.
The four of them saw Dafi sitting down, but no one called him and no one seemed to mind if Dafi listened to their conversation.
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"Kalo Mas has an anxiety disorder, yes it is not we are the culprit? why help to heal? Qeena took her to the doctor, did she do therapy? who are we? a shaman? doctor?" mak Imah said without burden.
"Mas .. it has been said, who passed already through. We can't fix it either. If the problem is sorry .. sorry yes Mas .. I can only say there should be no more business between us. Maybe I can say forgive, but my heart still feels heavy. It is up to you to come out in the light of Allah, the Most Forgiving, when I am not. I'm a human being. The place is forgotten and wrong. Too much pain in my life. I don't know how miserable I and Qeena are. How we rise up, how we should strengthen each other. Where have you been all this time? when Qeena succeeded, Mas came closer. Maybe if our fate is still as it used to be, this story will be different. Mas and his family will not come to show their faces in front of us. So. please get out of here. Don't come if I'm at home. Qeena is my son and forever my son. This is not my home, but it is the home of my son and daughter-in-law" Mak Nuha said.
"But this is the Father .. His biological father" said Iyus.
"Keep what? why is it so noisy now to ask to be recognized as a father? I just want the money, right? where is the figure of the Father that he needed when he was a child, can not buy milk, can not get good nutrition and all the shortcomings that greet us both. Qeena is still good with Mas until now, it is not enough as a sign he is a filial son. Not letting Mas starve and be in pain like he was. Still giving shelter and work so that Mas calm down to live life. Is everything lacking? This mas want treasure or just sorry from us-we who Mas hurt?" hardik Mak Nuha's.
"What does Mas Iyus want? qeena's money is a lot, right? kok until his side wants Qeena to put themselves Mas like in the position of Mba Nuha. Conscious Mas .we make both miserable. I did not dare to ask my position as a biological mother to be equal to Mba Nuha. Because what is Mas? because I realized it was too heavy a mistake that I made. Thank God you still have children who can learn to accept me as I am" Mak Imah cut.
All speechless.
"Now go home only Mas. rather than later even more hurt. What if the word sorry is thrown, Mas can be healed? Can it change? Show me the first change Mas, later the penance sambel doang. Ask for mercy, but if you've healed back craze again. Riding the motorbike is going home? kasian Rida who brought the bike must be tired. Later I ask Mba Tinah to prepare the food that will be brought for you" said Mak Nuha while leaving Dafi's house.
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Iyus returns to Dafi. Mak Imah has also rejoined the study mothers at the home of Bu Fia.
"Patience sir .. yes, let each other first. Don't force everything to go our way" Dafi suggested.
"Yes .. thanks .. greetings to Qeena" said Iyus.
Dafi sees Rida super patiently confronting Iyus. Rida's got a motor and Iyus's sitting in the back. Rida ties Iyus' body with a cloth to his body to make it safer, she worries Iyus is limp and falls.
"Mba Rida .. Hopefully this ordeal makes you stronger. May your service to the husband be a field of reward. Although you have made mistakes, but I see you have changed a lot" Dafi said in his heart while taking a deep breath.
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At midnight, Qeena's stomach hurts. Dafi who just finished praying immediately approached. Dafi rubbed Qeena's stomach.
"Why? mules? want to go to the bathroom?" dafi asked while still rubbing Qeena's stomach.
"Mas ... Mas .. Sick Mas.." replied Qeena with a pain-bearing tone while holding Dafi's hand.
"How do you want it?" ask Dafi again.
"Sick Mas .." said Qeena while crying.
"Mas call Dawn first huh" Dafi said as she rubbed Qeena's head.
"Ga need Mas .. anter to the bathroom first deh, who knows want a pup" pinta Qeena.
Dafi carried the frail body of Qeena towards the bathroom, she also waited inside the bathroom. Patently he opened Qeena's pants.
Waiting for three minutes.
"Ga can get out.." lamented Qeena.
"Ga convoluted?" ask Dafi.
"Ga deh kaya . diligently eat vegetables every day" replied Qeena.
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Just to sleep for fifteen minutes, Qeena felt like a pee, Dafi who was on standby immediately carried Qeena to the bathroom, once opened her pants, there were quite a lot of spots. The color is also between brownish red.
Qeena panic. Dafi tried to stay calm. He took a sanitary pad that still had stock in the bathroom drawer. Then Dafi fetch ********** for Qeena. Dafi who did not understand how to wear it immediately handed it to Qeena to wear it himself.
Qeena was already crying, Dafi replaced Qeena long T-shirt and training pants, dressed in bergo and socks. He himself changed his clothes plus a jacket.
Slowly both of them came down from the stairs. Dafi told me not to panic because I was going to the nearest Clinic or Hospital.
"Why?" mak Nuha panicked.
"Mak's Pain" whined Qeena.
"Where do you want to go?" ask Mak Imah to be worried.
"You go to the doctor" Qeena replied.
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Alifa who was still awake because she was breastfeeding, slipped from the window of the room because she heard a small commotion below.
"Mas ... Mas ... Mas Dafi and Mba Qeena where are you going?" alifa said to wake Dawn.
As a doctor, the reflexes of Dawn are very good. He got up and looked at the window and went down to Dafi.
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Mak Nuha and Mak Imah help Qeena get into the car.
"Why Mas?" ask Dawn.
"Simplek" replied Dafi.
"Yes straight to IGD. Dawn comes with it" said Fajar.
"Ga need Jar .. Kasian Alifa must be cape take care of the child. You help Alifa. I can handle kok .. just calm down" replied Dafi.
"OK .. later find the lock of the fence first yes" said Fajar.
Dawn searches for the key to the fence inside the house and opens it. Dafi's car sped out of the house.
"Relax ... don't cry .. do a lot of praying" Dafi suggested as she clasped Qeena's hand.
Qeena was seen strengthening herself, giving affirmations to her brain in order to give a fine signal to her body.
"A lot of istighfar aja yes." said Dafi again.
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Arriving at the Hospital, Qeena again felt a great pain in the lower abdomen. Qeena's condition grew anxious, Dafi remained faithful to accompany him beside Qeena when examined by the IGD's doctor.
Suddenly everything happened so quickly, Qeena was immediately pushed into the action room for the mother to give birth at the behest of the IGD doctor.
Dafi pushed along Qeena's gurney.
Only all midwives were on standby, doctors were still wearing gloves because there happened to be a C-section, so the doctor was still in the hospital environment.
From the direction of the lower body of Qeena, spontaneously out ten-week-old fetus with the placenta and placenta are still attached. The midwife immediately put into the newborn's arid place.
After exiting, Qeena's stomach improved but suddenly blood flowed so profusely, there was a blood clot coming out as well. All the proceedings were witnessed by Dafi with his own eyes. He stopped and strengthened Qeena.
For a moment, so many blood clots came out that something big came out of Qeena's body.
The doctor called Dafi to speak a little away from Qeena.
"So Pak who recently happened was a miscarriage or abortion, the condition of the production of the results of conception before the fetus can live outside the womb, or, it can occur at a gestational age of less than twenty-two weeks or a fetal weight of less than five hundred grams, miscarriage after ten weeks of gestation, etc, the rest of the fetal tissue is more at risk of being left in the uterus so it is called an incomplete miscarriage or incomplete abortion. Then a curettage or curettage procedure will be performed to remove it. In addition to cleaning the uterus from the rest of the fetal tissue and placenta, curettage aims to stop bleeding and prevent infection. If there is a network left behind like ari-ari.
Which husband is not surprised, raging in his mind various thoughts. Dafi faces the reality of losing her baby-to-be forever. But he should be able to think clearly, this action should be done immediately for the good of Qeena.
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Dafi waited outside the action room. Sitting alone in a long bench patient waiter.
"I'm sorry, son .. can't take good care of you. Forgive us if from the moment you are in the womb, we have not given enough affection. It's the most beautiful gift you've ever had in our lives. Thank you for your ten weeks with us. Wait for us later in his paradise God, son" said Dafi in his heart.
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Feeling the same loss,
like Qeena, Dafi realized that he really should be able to become the main support system that plays a role in restoring his wife's confidence as before. It is not easy to deal with loss. However, regretting the circumstances will not change everything that has happened.
Dafi contacted Fajar to tell the people at home. Dafi was worried that he would call directly even in hysterics. Dawn is used to talking to the families of patients in this condition.