The Teacher And Doctors Love Story
Give birth

After helping Fatimah use the negligee and instant hijab, the man immediately packed the equipment items that must be brought to the Hospital.

"Dek, wait a minute, Brother tell Mama first. The stronger the pain, baby?" Yandra asked attentively, while stroking Fatimah's stomach gently.

"Shhhh... It hurts so much, Bang, it hurts more than before." Fatimah's grievance was on Yandra's neck.

"Yes, that's how it is, honey, the longer the pain does add up. It was indeed that pain that was in search for the opening to be complete." Yandra explained to her to let her wife know that her pain would continue to grow.

"Bang, by Allah, this hurts a lot! Aaa...!"

"Prophey, Istighfar, Deck. Can't be that way." Yandra's intrusion while stroking Fatimah's waist.

"It hurts, Bang, how not to scream! My brother didn't know how sick it was! I only know how good it is!" Fatimah nagged back at Yandra.

The man just silently heard the nagging of the wife, Yandra as a husband and doctor, then must be good at dealing between patients and wives

Yandra has to play a double role. That is as a doctor who must firmly give direction, so that the patient can undergo normal flow well not too anxious.

However, he is also a husband who must be mentally prepared to be exposed to the tantrums and nagging of the wife who sometimes does not wear. How not, when Fatimah said Brother really knows how good it is. Though time processing it both feel good.

Hah, must be patient. Women are always right. Yandra also understands how painful it is during contractions, she is a woman who struggles to bet her life to save the lives of her descendants.

"Have you been angry, honey?" Ask Yandra while peeping Fatimah's forehead.

"Yet..." The woman replied that she was still enduring countless pains.

"In the meantime, brother tell Mama, we need to hurry to the hospital." Yandra immediately went out to see her mother.

"What's up, Yan?" Mama Anggi asked with heavy eyes to open the room door.

"Ma, Fatimah wants a lahiran, already opening 5, I want to take Fatimah now to the hospital. Mama please tell Mom.

"MasyaAllah, right? Yaudah now take it to the hospital, later mama will follow. Mama pick up your mom first, let's go to the hospital."

Yandra immediately went and carried Fatimah to the car. Arriving at the RS. Several Doctors and Midwives are waiting.

Fatimah was immediately taken to the delivery room. "Sister, please check again yes, the house was open 5," said Yandra was about to leave, he ordered Midwife to check.

"Abang, where are you going?" Fatimah grabbed Yandra's hand.

"Abang there's gonna be a minute, Dek. You checked out Madam Midwife first huh."

"No, I don't want to! Brother how the hell, he promised you brother who will handle me alone!" Fatimah Protest

"Aww... So sick!" He crept Yandra's arm tightly.

"Let's get laid, honey, let brother check. Brother, get all the equipment. Let me handle my wife." Finally the man gave up. Honestly, he had never handled his patients during normal childbirth, except for emergencies that midwives can not do then he was the one who contributed, he said, even then it is just a difficult case like taking a placenta that is sticky on the uterine wall.

"Alright, Doc," The Midwife immediately provided all the maternity tools such as scissors, needles and whatnot.

"Well, why are there scissors and needles? Isn't this normal? What the hell is brother?" Back the woman protested in a state of illness she could still bargain.

Yandra let out a long sigh to supply an immeasurable sense of patience. It turns out his wife who had been very calm, not much objection, but now it is really so parno. Yandra understood this was the first experience for Fatimah.

"Honey, the scissors were just for cutting the Placenta when our baby was born. Come on, let's lay. Let me check now."

"Hiks... Pain, Bang

"Yes, be patient. Let's bend the knee." Yandra immediately checked back.

"Of course, open seven, Deck. It won't be long."

"Let's... Oh my God, it hurts, Bang! Hicks.."

"Patience, dear, Istighfar yes."

"Astaghfirullah, O Allah, is very sick...." Fatimah sat down

"Slut, come down, Bang, it hurts so much... Haa. Hicks...!"

"It's almost open eight, Deck, can't go down anymore." Yandra Intruption.

"Yes, ma'am, can't go down anymore. Fears fitting notya complete, later the baby fell. Mother sleeps and takes it on a sideboard so that the opening is quickly complete."

The midwife who accompanied Yandra also gave an explanation to Madam Yandra, because the Midwife and Doctor were quite riweh facing the young mother who had just experienced normal birth.

"Bang, it hurts... Hiks, Astaghfirullah, astaghfirullah, Allah is very sick." Fatimah tried to calm down by reading God's word, and many asked for forgiveness.

Not long ago, Mother and Mama Anggi had come, They immediately entered the delivery room.

"Yan, how? Can I be born normal?" Ask Mama Anggi and Ibu Ida together.

"god can, Mom, Mom. The head is good, and the opening is quick. The head has entered the birth canal."

"Thank God, be patient, son. A lot of istighfar, dear." Mother Ida held Fatimah's hand.

"Astaghfirullah, it hurts, Mom. I'm sorry if all this time ever made the heart of Mother or Mama hurt," said Fatimah apologized on the sidelines to endure pain.

"Nothing, son, you've never hurt us. Even if there is already forgiven first," Sahut Mama Anggi also stroked Fatimah's stomach.

"Yeah....! Huh, huh!"

"Don't you make it, Dek? Let's check again. I think it's complete, brother? Is there a wind?" Ask Yandra for her companion midwife's opinion.

"Take another look, Doc, I don't have a head on it yet." Madam gave advice.

Yandra immediately checked back. "Not yet, sister, still open nine," reported Yandra.

"Don't make it first yes, ma'am, the opening is not complete, bring it tilted again yes. I can just hang on soon." Intruption Bu Midwife.

"But, it can't be withheld, Midwife, it's not like it came alone." Fatimah answered that way.

"Yes, right, but before complete must not be preceded, later the vagi na swollen, can be torn too, and the baby's head can be long, patient yes ma'am, remain tilted ya."

Patiently the midwife explained. Yandra switched positions next to Fatimah and asked the Midwife who handled it, she would be the encouragement of the wife. Under such circumstances, Fatimah no longer wants to protest or argue, it is up to whoever helps her, the important thing is that the baby is born soon.

Mama Anggi and Bu Ida, already out, they gave space for the child and his son-in-law to fight, so that Fatimah is comfortable, not too many people inside, not too many people inside, the important thing is that they always offer safety for their grandchildren and their mothers.

"Bang, it hurts... Oh...!" Fatimah grabbed the collar of Yandra's shirt when she was sick. The man embraced his wife, whispering. "Prophey, honey, soon our son will be born." A warm kiss always landed on Fatimah's face. Yandra was so sorry that her wife looked tired. I want to share that pain, but what else is the nature of a woman.

"It's complete yes, Mom, let's take a deep breath throw it slowly from the mouth. When the precedent comes, hold both thighs yes, ngeden see the pelvis should not be lifted." Intruption Bu Midwife.

Fatimah followed all the instructions of the Midwife, she took a deep breath and threw out of her mouth slowly.

"Yes.....!"

"Yes, good ma'am, let's be strong, don't be dashed!"

"Come, honey, you can." Yandra held Fatimah's hand.

"sickness, Bang. Aaaakh....!"

"Yeah, keep on not stopping, the baby's head is already visible. Okay, just pause for a second, Mom, let's take another breath, one more time have to get out the grandpa."

"Aaaakh....!"

"Oeek! Oeek up! Oeek up!

Seriate....

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