Wife To Fernando
one hundred twenty-three

Fernando and Nicholas had just set foot on a helipad on the roof of a hospital building, after traveling about an hour from Lembang to the capital by helicopter.

On the green floor inscribed with the big white letter H, Benedict and Oscar were waiting for him.

Not much to say, the four went down from there to the fourth floor where Rara was struggling and betting her life.

Silent all the way, no one spoke at all,

In front of the delivery room there is Pradikta, Rama and Anna are standing right at the entrance.

Fernando was surprised that Pradikta was there, maybe a man who was just a few days ago he was in front of the delivery room where his wife was.

From that moment he held back the anger of Benedict, also generally who left his wife at home, and now Pradikta, he said,

Fernando grabbed Pradikta's shirt, "why are you here? Want to take Lo's life?"

Benedict, Oscar and Rama broke up and advised Fernando to hold back his anger.

"Don't make a fuss with Nando, instead of you like this, you'd better be with your wife inside, and about her, your own wife asking for it, don't stress your wife out,"Anna advised the man of the crossbreed.

Fernando let go of his grip while pushing the rough Pradikta, "if it wasn't for my bini, it was Mampus Lo b*ngsat,"

Pradikta smiled mockingly, while fixing the collar of his shirt, "that's why don't like to force love, so gini, just like Loayak him," he said while pointing at Benedict.

Almost a Bogeman landed on Pradikta's cheek, if Benedict also Oscar did not immediately hold the man who was filled with anger.

"Come in, Amara is more important" Rama advised.

Fernando finally followed the advice of one of his best friends.

The man went through two doors to get to where his wife was struggling to give birth to their baby.

Before entering, he had time to wash his hands also relieve his emotions, not to let his wife depressed because of the look of his angry face.

In the predominantly white room, he could see his wife accompanied by umi Fatimah, was regulating the breath.

There's Natasha and some women in hospital uniforms who direct their patients to regulate their breathing.

"Do, Rara hunuan bench, lo bini clover," cried Natasha.

When Fernando realized, he rushed up the basket to make his body as a backrest from his wife.

"Let's take another breath Ra, his hair is visible, exhale and then push strong," said Natasha again.

The second experiment was not yet successful, there was a sound of iron clashing down there, Natasha decided to cut a little ******* belonging to her patient, to facilitate the baby out.

Sweat was pouring down on the forehead that was not covered with hijab, his breathing was panting.

"Let's go Rara baby, you can, I'm here with you" he whispered.

Rara lifted her eyes to look at her husband right above her, "forgive me, I sin a lot with you,"

Fernando shook his head, "Dear, I'm sorry you, but now I'm asking, you fight for our beautiful daughter, come on, baby," he whispered again, wiping his wife's sweat with his ummah wipes.

While umi Fatimah held the right hand of her daughter-in-law, "my mother-in-law, you certainly can," she said as she led her son-in-law to name the Creator.

"Come on Ra, now again,"

Rara took a strong breath and exhaled it with a strong push, her hands clutching whatever was in her grasp, and the words that came out of her mouth, accompanying the sound of the baby's cry.

The words of gratitude were spoken almost simultaneously by the people who were there.

Natasha said a compliment to the newborn baby, "Ra, your baby is so beautiful" she said slightly lifting the baby up.

Rara smiled and was still panting to regulate her breathing.

Natasha put the baby right on Rara's chest, to do the IMD, there is a nurse who helps clean the rest of the blood on the tiny body.

Fernando, who took his wife, could see how the baby was looking for food.

Umi Fatimah thanked her daughter-in-law for getting through the hard struggle.

The middle-aged woman cried happily, "congratulations, umi's ghost, "he said.

Rara smiled at her in-laws while giving thanks.

Because he did not succeed in receiving ****** the mother, finally one of the nurses petrified the red baby grabbed it.

Down there is Natasha and a midwife taking care of the rest of the process.

"Has the ASI come out, madam?"ask the child's doctor.

Instead of Rara answering, Fernando said, "it's the doctor from last month,"

The people in the room smiled at the patient's husband's answer.

"Feelings asked Amara, why did Fernando's father answer,"ledek Natasha.

"I answered honestly doctor Natasha,"

The obstetrician shook his head, inexhaustible with his best friend.

"mrs want me to sew!"permission of a midwife named Asih.

"Kok sewn, later my wife is in pain Midwife is compassionate," said Fernando.

"So that player Macem Lo, can play virgin again, understand father Fernando,"sahut Natasha.

The man did not answer, perhaps embarrassed,

All the post-natal procedures are done, the tiny baby has been taken to the baby's room to be warmed up in the incubator, while Rara is tidy, and get ready to be delivered to the highest class room in this hospital.

The bed was pushed out by the nurse and midwife and Fernando helped her out of the delivery room.

Rara, who was still lying on the patient bed, turned to look for her best friend,

"Dikta.."call her.

The one who was called right up to me, "yes Ra, I'm still here" he said, holding his best friend's hand.

"Temenin ta," said Rara.

Everyone there was shocked by the words of the woman who had just given birth.

Maybe they think, it could be right in front of her husband Rara even asked another man to accompany her.

It seems Rara does not care about the look of disbelief around people, she still holds the hand of Pradikta.

On the way to the nursery, like a child, Rara complains to her best friend,

"Ta, it was very sick to know, the pantesan of the people's lives stakes, I'm afraid if I can't survive,"

"Shut.... It's through Ra, the proof is that you can be here now" Pradikta said.

"Thank you, Ta, you've been waiting for me to finish this process, hopefully you will soon follow,"

"Why am I?"

"I doain that you may wear like my husband, his hands are red, I clutch, "he said with a laugh.

Pradikta saw the man's wrist with the black shirt flushed, clearly visible given the bright skin of the man.

Pradikta held back his laughter, "good Ra, often, make your husband like that, bales his actions to your friend,"whispers him while looking down.

Fernando, who was beside the bed, could hear all the talk between his wife and the man, could only clench his hand holding his anger, he said,

Rara who realized it touched the back of the hand, "don't be angry, it's like that, right? And if you hit me again, I'm really going to disappear"he threatened not to care about anyone else hearing that.

They entered the ward, Rara was moved to the bed in the room.

The remaining is Fernando, umi Fatimah and Pradikta who had earlier chatted with Rara.

"So what are you asking for from me, Ra?"pradikta asked who was sitting on the chair on the side of the bed.

Rara silently thought, "No, you won't let me in from the beginning, it's the biggest gift I've received,"

"Not that Ra, it is our duty as friends in a state of joy or sorrow,"

"Yes told Aunt Arini, bring me strawberry pudding tomorrow,"

Pradikta nodded, "yes I'm here tomorrow with mom, I'm home Ra,"

"There's a lot of ya, if there's no you, I don't know what to do,"

"Yes Amara, you're recovering fast, yeah,"

Rara nodded, Pradikta waved her hand before closing the door of the room.