AGAPE (SELFLESS LOVE)
Still in Tension

"Prophey, please ...."

Agam occasionally glanced at Linda.

"Uhh, hu hu hu .. huhhh .. sakiiit, sir ...."

"Y-yes I know. Just a moment until. Maybe five more minutes. Calm down okay, take a breath, exhale. Calm your mind. Imagine eating something you like" Agam said. The story is suggesting to Linda that her pain is lessened.

"Huuu huuu .. This is because of Mr. Agam! It hurts so much, aaarrghh .. men only know the good, aahh ... emmh .. like anyone would come out sir, hurry sir ... cepaaat ...." Linda's getting restless.

"W-what? What's delicious? Yes sorry I was wrong. I realized from the beginning it was my fault. But please hold on, kumohooon." Agam again grabbed Linda's hand to hold it.

"Huuu .. mother ... ayaaah ...." Linda wailing.

"I don't want to miscarry sir. I'm afraid the baby can't survive, huuu huu."

"Sssstt, don't panic. I also don't want our baby. That's the Fatimah doctor's clinic" Agam exclaimed.

He was getting more gas and swooping swooping carelessly to immediately reach the clinic yard. But the panicked Agam could not control the steering. He also hit the fence of the clinic owned by the doctor Fatimah.

'BRAKE.'

Taut voice. Surprised the clinic guards. They went out with some other officers.

"Wait, yeah."

Gorgeous to get out quickly.

Heavy broken fence. And the front of the car was scratched. But it's not an important issue, the most important thing is that he has to immediately deal with and help Linda.

"Where is Doctor Fatimah?! I brought the patient," cried Agam. And made the officers surprised.

"Where's patient? Doctor Fatimah is on a break. Let's handle it first."

"No want! I want a Fatimah Doctor! Wake him! Wake up quickly, mop up!" his yell.

"Please calm down sir! Don't yell at us! We are here working professionally. I'll check on the patient first" a female officer said, according to her name tag. Midwife Lia.

"I'm panicking! Patient's bleeding! I have to speak to Fatimah's doctor first."

Agam insisted, but his hand looked attractive gurney. Yes, Linda must be handled immediately by anyone.

But ....

Linda's status as an artist left her confused. In fact to the doctor Fatimah he had explained that Linda was Bulinda, his cousin.

Well, how is this. He hesitated when he opened the car door.

"Sir Agaaam, cepaat ...." In the car Linda's hand is seen tapping on the car's glass.

Blood from there kept flowing.

"Aaaah," Linda's long cry echoed as the blood clot came out spontaneously without being held back.

"Huuu ...." Linda was crying, crying and crying.

"You step aside first! I'd like to talk to the patient for a minute."

Agam stopped the officers who were at the door of his car, and they gave way to Agam.

Glamour opened the car door.

"You don't look here!" snapped Agam.

"Who the hell is he, the handsome guy, a lot of money, and the car is nice to be arrogant and arrogant so," midwife Lia whispered to her friend.

"True, don't you realize he broke the fence of the clinic?" he told his other friend in a soft voice.

"Milary ...."

Agam immediately hugged the crying one when the car door was open.

Linda did not refuse, at this time she did need support and only this man could be relied upon for now.

"Pak ... was already out," he groaned.

"What's out?"

Agam tried to calm down while rubbing the sweat on Linda's face.

"One man quickly called Fatimah's doctor!" agam shouted, momentarily bending his head to stare intently at the officer who was all female. Until the female security.

"Sir Agam .. don't be fierce, I'm also afraid, a-let alone them. Linda looked at him deeply.

"Eh, it is true that we wake up the Fatimah doctor, after all if there is a patient's family who is arbitrarily required to report him," said midwife Lia.

"Yes I've been inside." A midwife ran straight away.

"Huuu huuu ...."

"Sshhh, shhh, there's no need to cry anymore. We leave it to the Almighty, okay." Agam hugged Linda back, held her tightly with trembling hands.

"I'm happy to find you, Linda." While rubbing his hair.

"But, I didn't expect that our meeting would be in this crucial state."

"Huukk." Linda just answered him with a sob.

"Now please help me, to tell Dr. Fatimah what, I do not want your identity to be revealed and make you uncomfortable again. Or we can be honest with Fatimah's doctor. I'm willing to bear the shame and loss of HGC for you and our baby" Agam said.

And Agam's words made Linda full, sad, and sick.

"I left Dad because I didn't want to be a burden to Mr. Agam. I don't want to ruin Mr. Agam's career. Mr. Agam is a great man. Not a fringe person like me. Yes, I am a famous artist, but my image is always considered bad. Enough of me to feel this humiliation, Father don't."

"Linda, please don't talk like that."

Agam clutched it tighter. There was a sigh of pain that skinned Agam's heart after hearing Linda's words.

"Mr already read the letter, right? I gave it all up Mr ... You no longer need to be responsible for the events of the day."

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"Dok, Doc, bangun, Doc! There's a family of patients running amok until it hits the fence, we can't handle it, Doc."

Shouted a midwife while knocking on the window door of the Fatimah doctor's room, whose house was apparently behind the clinic.

Fatimah's doctor's room is in the front, probably deliberately to facilitate midwives who work in his clinic to be able to call Fatimah's doctor quickly.

And a few moments later Fatimah's doctor was seen coming out with a face that was still sleepy, he rubbed his eyes many times.

"Geez, how did it hit the fence?! Let's go there," he asked. They hurry.

Upon arrival in front of his clinic, the face of Fatimah doctor was immediately reddish when he knew the fence was really damaged.

"hee! You who?! How dare you break my clinic fence! After the patients are treated, we have to make a calculation," cried Fatimah doctor behind the back of Agam who is still hugging Linda.

Doctor Fatimah's eyes frowned, she was a little memorized with that strapping back. But still doubt.

"Sir Agam, just tell Fatimah's doctor that I'm her twin sister LB" whispered Linda.

"Hahh, is he going to finish? Means I have a cousin artist dong." Agam is still confused.

"Quick out! Where's patient?! How come the hug keeps?!" doctor Fatimah shouted.

"Just try, I can't stand Mr.. i-it hurts so much ... hmm ...." Linda was in so much pain that she unconsciously clawed at Agam's neck.

"Be good."

Agam finally followed Linda's advice even though his heart was a little disappointed because all he wanted was to be frank with Fatimah's doctor.

"Tok this is me." He turned his body and opened his mask.

"What?! Mr Agam?!" Directly surprised.

"Hurry along! Get patients!" his orders.

Midwives are busy. For a time they did not realize that the patient currently lying in the bank was LB.

"Why?! Cousin of Mr. Agam, right?" ask Fatimah's doctor while helping to push the gurney into the action room and Agam follows with a face flushed in panic.

"Yes Doc, get it over with. If you can, the doctor will handle it" Agam said when he was in the action room.

"Aaaa, huu .. uuhh .. sakiiit ...." Linda continues to complain.

If only he could, it would be Agam to replace Linda so that she would be sick.

They include Fatimah doctors still no one realized if the patient is beautiful molecular nan is Linda Berliana.

"Lia's midwife, Rani's midwife please infuse two lines! Ade's interning, get USG machines ready!" Doctor Fatimah immediately gave instructions.

"One path for bleeding replacement fluid, install RL (Ringer Lactate), guyur ya."

"All right, Doc."

While the Fatimah doctor immediately put on action clothes, apron, mask, medical gloves, visors, and boots.

"One more pathway for anti-bleeding therapy, give drip kalnex-vit K in 100 miles Nacl" says Dr. Fatimah.

"All right, Doc."

"Pair the oxygen too, three litres per hour huh."

They seem skilled and deft. While Agam was just pecking at the corner, he was very upset, his coats.

"Can't Doc keep him from being in pain, I can't bear to see him" Agam said.

"Sir Agam if not strong outside only. Please tell her husband. Tell his wife's bleeding a lot, there's also a chance that her fetus can't be saved."

"W-what?! Can't Doc. Please save!" said Agam.

Meanwhile, midwife Rani is preparing to clean the blood around the core area and Linda's legs.

Agam turned his body when he saw midwife Rani was about to undress Linda downstairs.

"Install the curtain" said Fatimah's doctor, he realized that Agam might not be comfortable to see his cousin's aura.

Now from the chest of Linda to the bottom has been installed a special curtain. The midwife works there without being seen by Agam. It's like a curtain on a caesarean table.

"How about Mr. Agam? Have you contacted her husband?"

"Have it been, Doc."

Agam who was pretending to go out while playing a mobile phone, was seen entering again into the action room with an anxious and nervous face.

"Mr Agam ...." Linda glanced at him.

"I'm here."

Standing by Linda's side. Linda then turned her face towards Agam, holding and biting the tip of Agam's clothes to endure the pain.

"Why is there so much bleeding? I told you not to be soybean," while doing USG doctor Fatimah continued to nag.

"How do the fetuses go, Doc?" asked Agam while relentlessly stroking Linda's hand that was holding her shirt.

"It's possible that only one fetus could be saved."

"What-what?!" Agam surprised and limp.

"No-no, ja-jangaan," Linda said. Sadness and pain were engulfing his mind.

"It can't be maintained anymore, miss. Some of her body is already near the mouth of the uterus. There's probably an opening."

"His heart rate is also weakening. Alhamdulillaah, the twin dichorion-diamnion, means it consists of two amniotic sacs and two placentas, so when the other can not survive, the other one is not necessarily able to survive either."

"The other fetus has so far not been affected, the heart rate is within normal limits" he explained.

"Huuu .. sorry ...." Linda said softly.

He stared fixedly at Agam whose eyes were clearly glazed.

"It's okay, maybe it's not worth it yet, there's still one more. We keep it together, yeah ...." Whisperings in Linda's ears.

Their interaction was intimate, the Fatimah doctors and midwives were unaware of it as they were focusing on action.

Agam's eyes saw that there was a medical mask in the room, he swiftly took and put the mask on Linda. The identity of his fake cousin for a while .... Safe.

"But I asked for the mask" said Agam.

"Yes, can. Please."

"You're going to give birth, miss. Must be strong yes, although the size of the fetus is still very small but the heartburn can be the same as normal lahiran. Especially if your pain threshold is low, the pain is so," explained Dr. Fatimah.

Linda just gags, resigned. Behind the mask he bit his lips hard, to reduce the pain.

His heart was broken into pieces. The dream to talk about twins is erase already. Now ... There are still deep regrets. He suddenly regretted being too selfish of himself.

He did not think about the risks so far when he decided to leave Agam's house.

Regret felt by Agam. Her chest is back. Feeling to be the main source that causes one fetus can not survive. Doubtfully bowed lethargic, his mind hurt.

"Lia's midwife, try to do a deep examination," Doctor Fatimah said while tidying up and turning off the USG machine.

"Good, Doc. Madam, I check in first, yeah." Midwife Lia's head was peeking behind the dividing curtain.

Linda nodded slowly while closing her eyes.

And ....

"Aaaah, sa-sakiiit once Bu Midwife, huuu." Linda hysterically makes Agam panic.

"You can do it slowly, right?!" snapped Agam.

"Listen yes sir, I haven't been anything to this." Lia's midwife is on a blackboard.

"Geez, look at it, Mr. Agam please wait outside, I do not like there is a commotion in my work space" said Fatimah.

"But, Doc." I am not willing to leave Linda. He looked at Linda.

"I-iya Sir. Mr. Agam just outside" Linda said. Honestly, he was also a little uncomfortable with the existence of Agam.

Finally with a heavy heart Agampun came out.

"What opening?" ask Fatimah's doctor after Agam leaves.

"Dok, I haven't managed to get seriously cramped at all, Doc." Lia's midwife's whisper to Fatimah's doctor.

"Huh, ah time anyway?"

"Right Doc, I've had a couple of patient check-ups, which is like this new one, Doc. The doctor checked, I raised my hand. The screams again the patient, to my love also become not calm," said Midwife Lia.

"Yes I've just. You prepare the set partus."

"All right, Doc."

It turned out that what Lia's midwife said was true. Lindapun again screamed in pain.

"Usg's preparation, again. I want a pelvic ultrasound."

"All right, Doc."

"Why do USG again Doc," asked Linda. His face was still grimacing.

"Miss's cervix is narrow, hehehe. The sacrum is also palpable. This can actually be said to be an advantage for husbands, but when viewed from the medical side it can be said to be a disorder, but I am not sure yet," explained Fatimah doctor as he gave a smile, it was fortunate to think of the man who was married to his cousin Agam.

"Sa-I don't understand, Doc."

"Look Miss, I suspect, you have a narrow pelvic congenital abnormality. But, to determine whether Miss has a narrow pelvis or not, a pelvic exam by me as an obstetrician is needed."

"Turn-difficulty?" Linda's surprised.

"My bun's big Doc, how come?"

"Hahaha, a large pelvis that looks large from the outside is different from CPD dignosis or the medical term cephalopelvic disproportion. Well, the pelvic ultrasound aims to see the condition of the organs and structures inside your pelvis, such as the muscles, blood vessels, and connective tissue that support your pelvis."

"If it is true that the condition of Miss's pelvis is narrow, I may advise Miss to give birth by caesarean section at the time of giving birth later," explained Dr. Fatimah.

"W-what? I don't want an operation, Doc. I want to be born normal. Aahh ..., Oh Doc my stomach is getting sick."

"Prophey ma'am, maybe the fetus will come out soon. Breathe in, exhale, relax," said midwife Lia.

Unlike Fatimah's doctor, Lia's midwife calls the mistress to Linda.

"Fix yes Miss, you I'm a diagnosis of CPD," explained Dr. Fatimah after doing a pelvic exam and pelvic ultrasound."

"Dok .. sa-I want to go to the bathroom, sa-i aaah ...." Back pain.

"Don't move madam, you're giving birth" said midwife Lia.

"It's not actually giving birth. Namamya peroses production of conception tissue. Because the gestational age has not reached 20 weeks or five months. So, the name is miscarriage or spontaneous abortion" explained Dr. Fatimah.

"Aarrgh ..., Doc ... Ms. Midwife .., this tolooong is very sick, huuu huu."

Linda hugged the hand of Fatimah's doctor. The woman's pain threshold may be very low.

"It looks like the network, let's be a minute. Just put it aside," exclaimed doctor Fatimah and midwife Lia.

"Emmm .... Hmm .. sa-I can't." Linda gurgles head.

"Oh my goodness, ma'am. It's not as big as a baby's head. It's so small, so tiny, it should be easy." Midwife Lia geregetan.

"But this hurts, I'm afraid," lamented Linda.

"Want me help you wear a device? We'll curettage ya." Doctor Fatimah deliberately scares.

"What?! Who wears that device? No, no, Doc." Shouted Linda while trying to push out with all her might.

"Ayaaah, ibuuu .. huuu .. I'm sorry ...," she whispered.

Linda came back to tears lamenting her misfortune. She suffered a miscarriage when she was not married.

And when the strong contractions struck his stomach, he unconsciously called out his name.

He who was currently busy back and forth in front of the action room was like an iron with the look of a panicked face of the god level. Sometimes the man scratched his neck, rubbed his face, and grabbed his own hair until it looked messy.

"Sir Agaaam, tolooong ...." Shouted Linda.

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POV

An apprentice midwife.

Tonight was even "Ter," while I was on guard at Fatimah's doctor's clinic.

The atmosphere was horrendous, the patient's car was the most expensive, the patient's family was handsome and loved, but he was also encouraged.

And there's one more thing. The patient is the prettiest, most refined, most detailed, and physically perfect, like an artist.

His patient was diagnosed with CPD, but it would not affect his appearance. I just found out that it turns out that CPD does not have to be short.

Pregnant twins, unfortunately the other one miscarried, but fortunately there is still one more baby that can be saved.

But .. how do I know the same patient. Have you seen where? It feels like often see a pretty face that looks like the patient ....

Hm ....

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