Dahlia Thick
The Part 16
“What's up? What happened to you?”Ask Ma'am Isma
“Ssssssssstttttt....slow down mbak. I'll be clear!”
“Why take the baby to the village? Whose child is this?”
“Mbak, I'm clear but dalem yach. I'm afraid mom and dad know. And make misunderstandings. Especially if you are a neighbor.”
Isma's house is close to her parents. Only about 10 meters away was just a chicken coop.
Like Melia's previous idea of chicks. Finally Angga told them about it.
The innocent sister of Isma believed a little but was still full of questions. While Mas Ridwan Angga's brother-in-law put a little suspicious but just assented Angga's story.
“Why should the chicken noodle maker leave this child to you?” Ask about Isma
“I feel sorry for him, he wants to defend his household in this way. Her husband is willing to accept her back with a note of not wanting to see the whereabouts of this child!”obviously Angga tele-layered.
“Emang this child what results? Infidelity?”Ask Isma with bulging eyes
“Say her husband is that, even though his wife does not feel. There was once something close during their time of quarrel. But their closeness is not excessive. When her husband was upset, she became pregnant. That's the story!” Said Angga who was a little exhausted.
“Mah, the conditions may be a little complicated. Are you ready to take care of this baby?” Mas Ridwan said adding Angga's explanation.
“Iya, pah. Mama knows, but everything has to be clear. We must know where this child came from, or which partner, for what reason!” reveal Isma with details
“But his mother said, he promised to transfer every month for this baby's milk needs!” Obviously Angga is still with lies.
“Not a matter of Ga material, but the origin I said earlier!”
I even became silent to handle my curiosity. Give up a little, my heart says, just give this boy back to his mother. But what is power, this is the path I have chosen.
While mas Ridwan like to have a hunch about this horror. Add something to our conversation.
“Mah, I don't think there's any harm in us taking care of this kid. Think of it as a gift that God has placed on us. We coveted boys anyway!” The seduction of Sister Isma's husband turned out to be able to melt the heart of his wife.
“Alright, maybe this is one of God's ways. Put a boy on us!”
His son Isma is 2. And both are women. His eldest son is Raisya who is about 8 years old and his second child is 5 years old. So they crave boys. Unfortunately this story was told to Melia and she was able to take advantage of this moment as an excuse to leave the baby.
“Mah bring her baby, from earlier your sister held the baby. Must be so exhausted!” Said my sister-in-law who made my heart relieved.
The condition of the baby was filled with sweat. 12-13 hours drive between Bekasi-Yogya. Make the boy wet.
“Whose name is the child?”Ask Ma'am Isma
“Kemal......!”My speech
“Ko, you know!”
“Iya Mbak, the person who told you his name ko! Yes, I was cape. Take a shower to eat first. The baby has not taken a shower in 2 days!”
“What.....2 days, why?”Ask Ma'am Isma shocked.
“Gak know, it's his mother who said the same I” explained Angga
“Nak, how cute you are. May you be a good boy, cheap sustenance, healthy always!” She said Isma kissed the baby's right and left cheek.
Angga marasa a little relieved. Ismi's mother was finally able to accept the existence of the baby. He smiles at his own smile, feeling that his activities in the future will not be disturbed by the baby.
“May you be at home with Bu’de you here” Angga's heart.
“Mbak like I leave again later in the afternoon, keep this money for milk. If not wrong money Rp 3000,000,.easy to make enough for shopping clothes as well.it khan just a little!”Say Angga calmly.
“No fussy really, so sweet!”
“Iya om, her smile smile continues. His smile is just like yours!” Said Raisya my brother's eldest son
“Husttttt....little boy know what about similar.” Anga dodged although a little nervous.
While cleaning the goods that will be taken home to Bekasi.
“Le, you'll be careful on the road later ya!” My Father's Message
“Iya later it must be a little night. Going to town at night is a risk!” Mas Ridwan's message to me.
“Still Mas, I nitip Kemal. Later if there is anything about the cost of the context!”
“Yes, you calm down just work there. I will be the one who will tell you!”
“Still Yes Mas.”
Fellow man, Mas Ridwan like to know the real condition. But he seemed to pretend he didn't know. Accepting the boy without but. Wishing that his sister-in-law loved the chicken noodle boy wholeheartedly. I said “Titip Kemal” his eyes are like emitting the word “Iya I will take good care of your son le”.But the communication was in my heart because in fact Mas Ridwan chose to acknowledge the boy as the son of someone else that I entrusted to him.
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Upon the arrival of Angga back contracted, there were already people who greeted him at the door.
“Where?” Ask her
“As we thought!” Obviously Angga
“Child Chicken Noodle?”
“Iya!
“Hore....!” Hugging Angga like that is a great celebration.
“You ko, say hore this disgrace akh!”
“I'm just worried, afraid you're throwing the child in the terminal or the edge of the rice field. But if your mother has accepted. I'm relieved!”
The burden of Angga at this time has indeed been released from the back. Yuda was one of the people who lightened his burden. But there are other things that still need the struggle.
Unlike the Angga, Melia even daydreamed incoherently. Work with work is not focused. Miss Rose who always wanted to know about the awkwardness experienced by a Melia made her heart look irritated.
“Your face is glowing once!”Said Mrs Rose.
“Times is bu,!”I said while holding his face which looked more pale white.
“Mother Mel-mel, like care?”Ask Aisah a little consolationably.
“Mother Melia is sick quite badly so her face is white instead of bleach, but her blood is still not collected!”Melia added
“Hah. I was just kidding!” Aisah said with guilt.
Mother Rose was still overwhelmed with curiosity.
“What kind of disease can blood splurge?” The Rose Ma'am question made Mega's brain warm up a little. Seeing her hands clenched to the part of her workbench, I calmed down by stroking her clenched fingers with a slight touch. Because he was an old man. Must have a hunch or klu when there is a young person who has a sign heading towards ”Hamil” but what happens is not in accordance with his estimates.
