
Asti is still lying weak. But he still heard the cry of the baby and the voice of doctor Siska who said. "Congratulations, yes. Ma! The boy."
The voices of Midwife Yati and Doctor Siska who gave orders to several other nurses such as a hum in Asti's ear.
" Doctor, doctor, my wife ! Doctor! "
Call Satrio. The man shakes his wife's shoulder a bit strongly.
Asti's hand is weakened. Until it finally breaks. Soon the woman called doctor Siska was giving help to Asti. The room was still bright.
Asti only noticed the figure of the man who looked to be holding a baby while prying it. The sound of the azan that Satrio was echoing was like the flame of a flashlight that gave way to Asti just before entering a very long tunnel. Soon everything went dark...
" Asti, wake up!" Call a voice from a distance. The voice of a man she had long missed.
"Bak Kung?" Asti asked in disbelief. Because he began to recognize the look of the face of the old man who looked at him full of longing and happiness.
For a moment Asti's eyes observed the situation around him. The atmosphere of this house is similar to their joglo house, in the village of Sendang Mulyo. But this house is bigger and bigger. Not to mention the wooden pillars of the house look sturdy with very complicated carvings.
It seems that in this house will hold a large gathering. Because many people were present and filled the middle room was very spacious. But Asti did not know anyone who was there.
They were all sitting together on the floor, with a red carpet with beautiful flowers. Most of the guests there, his age was already a bit far above Asti. Even some of them look very old. Even the clothes they were wearing were already a bit outdated.
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"These are your brothers and sisters, Asti!" Mbah Kung explained. The man's voice made Asti's heart warm. He led Asti to walk towards the center of the room.
" This is your Father, Bagas Prasetyo Winangun!" Add the man again.
Suddenly Asti felt like he was being hugged by a man bigger and stronger than Satrio. The young man was also dressed the same as some of the male guests present. A rather old-fashioned outfit is beskap lurik with a piece of batik cloth on his head.
" That, your daughter Mbah! " Whispers the man who hugged him called Mbah Kung, as his father. His hand pointed at a middle-aged woman.
" Get good care of your son, yeah!" Said the man back while patting Asti gently on the shoulder.
The old woman who was referred to as Mbah Putri walked closer to the figure of Mbah Kakung Harjo Winangun. They stood side by side while looking at Asti with a happy smile.
There seemed to be a figure of a beautiful woman standing somewhat aloof from the crowd of guests. Until Asti realized the young woman's face was a glimpse similar to her face. But the woman did not want to come closer. He was standing there alone. Just looking at Asti with her eyes very sad.
Until Asti woke up when, there was a Sister who examined the needle infusion that pierced the pain in the back of her right hand.
"Assalamu'alaikum, Mommy. Excuse me, huh?" Whisper the nurse while examining the state of the woman who had been lying in a coma for more than 6 hours.
Widya's mother approached. He grabbed a chair beside the bed where Asti was lying. " Come, wake up Asti. There's a tiny baby waiting for your attention and affection..."
Satrio had already returned to the room where Asti was being treated. Bulek Ratih's tears had already trickled back to see the state of his nephew who had not undergone any changes. Several times Asti woke up but did not respond to the speech of the doctor who examined him.
Now it's Anwar Sadikin's doctor who checks Asti almost every two hours. But he released oxygen to Asti's nose after seeing Asti's consciousness recovering.
Back Asti was moved to a private room. The sisters take turns examining Asti. But Satrio was allowed in the room to look after his wife.
The man prayed and taught near Asti's bed, pleading with Almighty God that his wife be given healing and health in order to care for their baby.
Asti's eyes opened as she stared at Satrio expectantly."'Thirsty! whispered. Satrio deftly took a glass that was still given plastic, then thrust a plastic straw before being thrust into his wife's mouth.
" Thank you! " said Asti weakly. Satrio painstakingly rubbed Asti's chin slightly wet from drinking while lying down with a tissue.
The Sister had come when Satrio told her that his wife had regained consciousness. Don't ask! How sad and sad Satrio saw his wife being pushed into an isolation room after a coma in the delivery room.
" Healthy and fast healing, baby! Our son needs his mother."
" He's okay ?" asti asked stammeredly after realizing her state. His stomach feels a little pain, but has deflated.
Gently Satrio's hand rubbed Asti's head which was given a black hijab to cover her hair .
" Our child is healthy. He's a male sex. Weighing 3.2 kg.Length 51 cm .... "
Satrio's enthusiasm was not responded by Asti. Because his wife was silent. His eyes stared at the walls and sky of this room. A room that is all white.
" What's sick? Want to call a doctor? "
Asti's answer was just a weak nod to Satrio's question. He seemed to want to convince that around him it was real. Whether meeting Mbah Kung, Mbah Putri and his father was his fantasy. But who was that sad-looking young lady? Is she his mother?
Satrio heard Asti breathing over and over again. The youngest sister had replaced the infusion in Asti's arm. Slowly Asti's eyes closed again.
The morning atmosphere at the official house in Satrio was rather quiet. Almost overnight Mr. Cahyadi continued to get calls from Satrio who conveyed Asti's health development from hour to hour.
Asti and her baby have been in the hospital for 5 days. Widya and Bulek Ratih's mother took turns guarding there, during the day. Because Satrio has to keep going to work.
Now there are reinforcements from Ninuk who are stronger, younger and resilient. Because the teenage girl can go back and forth to the hospital every day without getting tired. Moreover, he really likes to hold a handsome and cute baby that is rarely fussy. Asti's Child.
Almost every morning and evening, Ninuk came to the hospital on his cousin's motorbike. Moreover, he began memorizing several shortcuts so that the distance of Asti's house in the suburbs to the hospital in the city center became faster travel time.
The doctor examined Asti's condition, which began to improve and allowed the patient to go home. The news was very soothing for Widya and Bulek Ratih's mother who all day to look after Asti and her baby.
The group returned from the hospital before Magrib. The room for Asti and the baby has been cleaned and tidied up. Everyone was happy with the arrival of a new member in their family. Only Mr. Cahyadi and Satrio received reports from doctors about Asti's condition after hours of coma. They tried to keep the situation a secret after Asti suffered a prolonged trauma.
Sadly, Bude Prapti immediately asked for permission to return to Sendang Ranti Village. The woman intends to prepare her youngest child's application, as well as the wedding .
His youngest child, Budi will propose to his girlfriend, a girl from the city of Madiun. All this time they worked together at a printing company in the city.
Widya's mother immediately informed Asti's condition to her father, Mbah Sanjaya. So that the families and relatives there who will help Bude Prapti to prepare the application event.
Now everyone in this house is trying to make Asti's life calm and comfortable. Moreover, Satrio has not been assigned to leave the city in this week.
The baby will be named Muhammad Akbar Wibowo by Satrio.