Patience of the Heart Wulan
Chapter 30_

The absence of four-wheeled vehicles, never a problem for Damar. Because any transportation as long as it can be used while still being able to take Wulan to the nearest medical officer, whatever it is, want midwife or obstetrician the most important is the closest distance from home.

By carrying a large enough bag containing maternity clothes, which have been prepared in advance, in the old house or at home in the village of Pandansari.

Wulan or Damar think carefully, if at any time there is a contraction of the uterus like this, then just bring a glass of equipment. It was all inseparable from the advice of the Holy Mother.

Damar is very grateful this Vespa motorbike is always standby in the old house. Motorcycle that can always be relied on, from the time he was still pioneering a career as a traveling cilok seller until he could develop his business into processed packaging.

Wulan's hand was very strong in her jacket. Even up to the skin of his stomach, increasingly becomes painful remasann, but that's okay, but that's okay, the pain caused by the grip of Wulan's hand is nothing compared to his wife who is facing a very long pain.

Damar and Wulan have read research on what it feels like when going to give birth. Although Damar did not know what it was like and could not imagine, but at least they knew just in case not to be in a very overwhelming panic.

They have prepared everything.

Finally the journey at two o'clock in the morning passed, the night wind could not cool the atmosphere of the feeling that had become the middle of nowhere.

"Slow down." Damar helped take his wife down from Vespa motorbike.

Wulan continued to regulate her breathing which began to irregular. She read the writings of Diana's midwife, the midwife she often went to check on every month of her pregnancy.

With the help of Damar, Wulan walked hard while enduring the pain in the hips, lower thighs and stomach cramps. It feels like menstrual pain, but this is many times more than menstrual pain, even he feels like having a bowel movement.

This midwife is open 24 hours..

"Assynoltom..." Damar opened the glass door of the clinic, he still led Wulan to enter the room dominated by pink and white.

"Wa'alaikumussalam, uh Sister Wulan, Mas Damar. Wow it seems like her uterine contractions are faster than the date that has been determined?" a guard nurse who had recognized Wulan instantly knew. Because every month and time approaching hpl then will meet with Wulan.

"Yes Sus, the contract is very sudden" Damar replied kindly.

Wulan did not reply, she just smiled kindly. It felt very shivering and made him not want to talk much. Even though she has read research on pregnancy, it does not mean she does not feel fear.

The nurse helps Wulan to lie on top of the gurney. Another nurse came out of the other room.

"Vel, call Miss Diana" Rania told her colleague. Because Midwife Diana lives in a house next door to the clinic.

"Yes Ma'am." replied the nurse who was called Vel, Velli.

Damar continued to rub Wulan's stomach, not having the heart to see his wife's pale face and her forehead wrinkled, sweat also decorate part of Wulan's face.

"Patience well." said Damar, it feels like he wants to cry, it feels like he alone feels the pleasure of pain that Wulan feels. Really, the grip of Wulan's hand was very strong, as was harmonizing her pain.

"You haven't informed Mom and the others" said Wulan trying to calm down, though deeply frightened.

Shortly after Midwife Diana arrived, after a moment of pleasantries, Midwife Diana checked the baby's birth canal.

While Damar outdoors is used for the labor process. He contacted everyone, including Grandpa Bagaskara and Grandma Ayudia. Same with Bokir. After everyone else he called. Damar returned to the delivery room, his net saw that Midwife Diana was checking blood pressure.

"Mas Damar can wait ahead." Midwife Diana said to Damar.

"Please Midwife, I want to accompany my wife, I want to be there when she needs something to hold onto or grip on during this painful process, let me here accompany her." damar said as if pleading

Damar looked at his wife full of love and pride.

What can be done, Midwife Diana and two nurses finally allowed Damar to be in the delivery room along with Wulan who was ready to give birth.

Wulan felt calmer, slightly able to shake off her fear of something bad happening. He feels very happy, Damar is better than yesterday. "Could it be that the use would not have possessed my husband?"

For some reason, even though this birthing process was in sight, it could even take his life. But what Wulan had in mind was only about Damar, given what happened a few days ago.

For anyone who has never felt this process, certainly can not imagine, but for anyone who has been willing to risk their lives to give birth to the baby, must know what it feels like.

Very painful like a stiffening uterus, spine like detachment it does not feel new, many times the pain of abdominal cramps when menstruation, really the struggle of a mother is extraordinary.

Diana's midwife gave direction to Wulan, when to push, when to regulate the breath.

"Pull the breath of Sister Wulan and exhale slowly" said Midwife Diana.

Repeatedly Wulan took a breath and then strained with all her might. It felt as if his bones were cracking, he gripped firmly on Damar's arm.

"O Allah, Damaaaar is very sick. huh..huh.huh." Wulan's voice stammered his breath that was loud.

"Istighfar, dear, istighfar" said Damar no less frantically accompanied his wife in labor. How noble it is to be a woman, Damar recited in his heart, he continued to boil the crowns of Wulan. It was okay if his hand was gripped very strongly by Wulan, it was even okay if his hand bled, because the pain was not comparable to what Wulan felt at this time.

"Come on Ma'am Wulan, push again, hold Mbak, breathe out, huh..huh..," said Midwife Diana briefed Wulan.

"Huh.eeeeee..huh...Allahu Akbar." said Wulan set the rhythm of his irregular breath.

"Come on Ma'am, one more time, breathe out. His head is almost out." The midwife looked at the baby's head coming out.

Damar who accompanied his wife was not able to hold back tears, the struggle between life and death is at stake, this is jihad. I hope the baby and his wife are safe. Very very very great struggle of the wife, want to conceive her child, also gave birth to the stakes of life, especially later educate her.

Baby male sex comes out along with blood and amniotic that flows so rapidly after the baby comes out. Soon his ari-arian followed out from inside Wulan's stomach.

"Alhamdulillah." said Diana's midwife, "congratulations Wulan, Mas Damar, the baby boy." he continued, seeing a baby who was still covered in blood of the male sex.

"Alhamdulillah O Allah." Damar wept deeply, he repeatedly gave thanks and reflexively prostrated. The birth of his heart. Damar stood up again and showered Wulan's face with his kiss. No matter the midwife and nurse who are still in this delivery room.

"Thank you dear." said Damar wholeheartedly, then kissed his wife's forehead again and held her hand.

Gratitude is also felt by Wulan, she is very grateful and breathes a sigh of relief, although in a weak and helpless state but Wulan can still smile thinly. But something was troubling her mind, why didn't her son cry. Instantly the fear thrust into the recesses of his heart.

"Mother Midwife, why isn't my son crying?" said Wulan sound very soft almost like a whisper.

Likewise, Damar, who did not hear the baby crying, saw her baby placed on Wulan's chest.

"Just calm, Ma'am Wulan, one of the causes of babies not crying at birth is asphyxia. This condition occurs when the baby does not get enough oxygen during birth. Some of the causes of asphyxia in newborns are: Blockages and obstructions in the baby's airway, for example by mucus, amniotic fluid, or meconium, and this is normal." Midwife Diana explained.

Not for a long time as if to feel inner contact with his mother who was in fear, this tiny baby still covered in blood cried.

"Oeeek... Oeeek... Oeeek..."

Newborn babies placed on the chest or stomach of the mother, can naturally find their own source of breast milk (ASI) and suckling. This important process is called early breastfeeding initiation (IMD).

Wulan felt a tremendous inner upheaval as her baby looked for a nipple. In his heart he said. "I've become a mother."

Can not be said through the words how happy when hearing the cry of the baby, gratitude again felt by this husband and wife. Damar smiled, but his tears were dripping. These are happy tears. Likewise with Wulan, he repeatedly let out a long sigh after a moment he felt his breath as if it was stuck in the throat.

"Alhamdulillah O Allah." - Wulan said, and was reached by the voice of Damar.

"Alhamdulillah." said Damar gratefully.

After two minutes of this tiny baby on the chest of the mother then the nurse again took the baby who was still covered in blood to be cleaned. Weight of baby 3 kg.

After the baby is cleaned and put on a bedong, then given to the Father for the next in the adzan'i.

The nurse was also busy cleaning all the maternity equipment.

Outside the maternity room, a group of people began to arrive, who else if not the Holy Mother, Danum, Grandpa Bagaskara and Grandma Ayudia.

These four people immediately excited, when Damar who had been allowed by Midwife Diana to take her baby outside the maternity room.

"Alhamdulillah my grandson." said the Holy Mother, after momentarily holding a baby who is male because of the struggle between Danum, after, Grandpa Bagaskara and Grandma Ayudia Bu Suci better give in and better see the state of Wulan.

"Here you replace Danum" said Danum want to hold his nephew.

"Danum, Only you want to carry it, here give it to Grandpa" said Grandpa Bagaskara.

"Walah Grandpa, Grandma also wants to hold Grandma's great-grandmother" said Grandma Ayudia did not want to lose.

The Holy Mother looked at the helpless state of Wulan above the gurney, reminding her of the time of giving birth to Damar and Danum. "Alhamdulillah nduk, congratulations you have become a mother."

"Thank you, ma'am, and Wulan's sorry. If all this time Wulan has been a bad boy." Java Wulan lirih.

So did Damar, this man prostrated himself. At the feet of the mother. "I'm sorry Damar Bu, I'm sorry Damar."

The Holy Mother grabbed the body of her eldest son to get back on her feet. And rubbed Damar's face. "Alhamdulillah you are better Nang." Holy Mother also rubbed the tops of her daughter-in-law's heads.

"Alhamdulillah Ma'am, this is all thanks to the Mother's prayer, and the wife's prayer that is always patient. Thank you great women." said Damar gratefully, Damar hugged his mother and a moment later hugged his wife. "Thank you baby, you are a great woman, and will still be a great woman for me. Ilove you.."

Wulan returned Damar's embrace. "I love you too, Damar."

Every human being who lives on this earth will certainly not be separated from the problems that are present alternately. Not infrequently many of these problems make a person feel down and desperate. However, not a few people learn from problems to make a better person.

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Thank you all for your footsteps and participation.. I know and am self-aware, if my work is still lacking. So that's why, I apologize, if there is a speech or delivery that is not effective and long-winded.

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