MY HUSBAND STROKED BUT DID NOT DIE
Chapter 73 FEAR OF THE SON OF GOD BEING EXCHANGED

My son was born very easily. It doesn't take a long, painful struggle like people's stories.

Maybe my son knows that his mother's life has been very painful. He came to make me happy. He was not here to hurt me.

A very healthy baby boy with a normal weight. The midwife who helped me showed me my son who had just come out of my womb.

She was crying. Makes me very worried.

"Why is she crying, Mom?" my many.

"That means he's healthy. Let it be cleaned first, right? Then later his father can complain" said the mother midwife.

I who was cleaning and doing the sewing process, confused to hear his words.

Who will accuse my son? His father could do nothing at home.

"Mom calm down first. Baby let the nurse take care of. Hold it, Mom. It's gonna hurt. But just for a moment" said the Midwife. Then she sewed my baby's birth canal.

I reflexively screamed because I felt a lot of pain. I pulled my bed sheet to a mess.

"Silence, mother. Don't move much. The stitches will fall apart. I don't want it if later the mother's goods mess their shape" said the Midwife trying to invite me to joke.

"If the shape is ugly, pity the mother's husband. He'll be pangling." The midwife continued to chatter, but her hands did not stop working.

And...

"It's done. It doesn't feel right, Mom?" ask the Midwife.

I'm nodding. Is correct. At first it hurt very much. But once Midwife continued, and I subconsciously responded, it became painless.

"Now his mother is cleaned first. His father will be able to enter. And put the little guy on trial" said the midwife again, while helping the nurse clean my body.

Before long, my cleaned son was given to me. She was placed on my chest in a prone position. I held him, afraid my son would fall.

A nurse came out and called Teguh.

"Mr, please come in. His son was born. Both are safe and healthy. It's been cleaned up too. Now please complain to him" said one of the nurses.

Mas Teguh looked confused, but he also went into the maternity room.

He approached us. And at the nurse's order, she approached my son in my arms. He was accusing my son.

I shed tears. Arka should have been the one who complained to him. Arka mas should be here to accompany us and feel this happiness.

"Congratulations, Dek" said Mas Teguh. Then kiss my forehead.

I was surprised by what Teguh did. Whether she was conscious or not while kissing my forehead.

The nurse then corrected my son's position in order to find ***** my milk. I am a bit angry because near me there is a Teguh mas.

Realizing I was feeling bad, Mas Teguh moved away from my bed. I just felt relieved and slightly opened my blanket cover.

When it was over, the nurse took my son and put clothes on my son.

"This is the baby, Mother. Cute right?" said the nurse thrust my baby near my face.

I grabbed it with my hand. I stroked her gently and brought my face closer to kissing her.

Tears are coming from the corners of my eyes. My son was born without his father. No other family accompanied me except for Mas Teguh and bi Yati.

Then my son was put in a baby box that had been prepared. I looked at him with a slight tilt of my head.

I haven't been able to move much. My body feels crumpled. Pain all my joints. And my bottom still feels sore.

"Sir, have you chosen a room for the mother and baby?" ask the nurse who is still faithful in the delivery room.

Then I went out to the administration. While I was dressed by the nurse.

She gives a lot of advice and how to be a new mother.

"Let me teach you how to bathe your baby. Dress up. Changing diapers. And massage her finished the shower. Let me do it myself at home" the nurse said at length.

I listened well to all his talk. Even though my body still feels sore all, but my happiness with the presence of my son, makes it all seem lost.

Before long, Mas Teguh came again and told me the hospital room.

Then with the help of another nurse, I was transferred to the gurney to be taken to another room.

Mas Teguh and bi Yati followed from behind. While my baby was taken first to the baby's room.

"Mother rest first. Later when it is fit again, the baby I bring here. And can be put to sleep in this room as well" said the nurse patiently. After arriving at the room that was ordered Teguh mas earlier.

"Aren't we just putting it here now, Sus?" my many. I'm so worried that my son has no one to keep him in the nursery. And what I'm most worried about, what if my son was switched with another baby. Like the stories in the movies.

"Don't worry, Mom. Baby's safe there. We'll take care of him."

"But, Sus..." The nurse just smiled at me, then walked out of my room.

"You rest first, Deck. Trust them equally. Your son will be fine" said Mas Teguh.

I can only surrender. I still can't do anything. And I'm also very tired. My eyes also seem to be uncompromising.

"How about an Ark?" ask me before I fall asleep.

"He's fine. There's someone guarding him. Soon bi Yati will be sent home. Let me prepare a welcome for your son" replied Mas Teguh.

"Why was bi Yati sent home? Then who's accompanying me, Mom?" I'm afraid I'm left here alone.

"I am the one who won you, Dek" replied Teguh.

Mercifully. I thought I'd be left alone here. Then I started closing my eyes.

I still had time to hear Teguh mas told bi Yati to go home first. And prepare everything.

At three o'clock in the afternoon I just woke up from my sleep. I was surprised because I slept too long.

I saw Teguh sitting there playing his phone. Seeing that I was awake, he approached me.

"You up, Dek?" ask me Teguh. I'm nodding.

"You slept for a long time. The nurse came here with your son. Looks like she'll teach you how to breastfeed" said Mas Teguh.

Oh gosh. I slept too long, not thinking about my son who might be very hungry now.

"May my son be brought here now, Mommy?" my many.

"Later I ask the nurse" said Mas Teguh. Then leave me.

A few moments later, Teguh and a nurse arrived. The nurse held my son.

I smiled happily, I could see my son again. The nurse gave me my son. He taught me how to breastfeed well and correctly.

Before, I researched my son. I was in the delivery room when I saw a thin birthmark on my son's right arm.

I opened my son's shirt a little. Thank goodness the sign is still there.

"Why mom?" ask the nurse.

"It's okay, Sus" I replied. Though in my heart embarrassed to say that I was afraid my son was switched.