Feel Engineering

Wiladah Bath

Chapter 75 The Bath of the Wild

It has been three weeks we live in the city of Jayapura, at first it feels boring, especially if you remember the gripping events on the first day of the Azka bang to the office, it was really scary, but in recent days, it has been, I'm starting to get hot.

The existence of Mbak Chyntia made me start to love this city, he often took me to several places where I could see the beauty of Jayapura city from various points of view. Whether it was looking at him from a height, and or from a low place, especially at night when the Azka bang and Aldo bang were overtime in the office.

We spent a lot of time together, sometimes from morning to night. Sometimes we also spend time watching movies, we are like two teenagers do not know themselves, wandering with each belly fat.

One of our hobbies is to walk in the morning on the beach in front of the Governor's office, Papua. People here call it Kupang Beach, especially sometimes there is a sale of baked glutinous rice wrapped in leaves, we call it gogos, one of the typical foods of Bugis-Makassar origin.

I never expected, mbak Chyntia can be this fun to talk and walk around. We are like two friends who have known each other since childhood.

Dusk finally fell into the sky, we were still sitting with feet submerged in the water, coincidentally the sea water was a big tide so that the breaking waves came rolling racing to reach our feet.

"Thank you, De!" Chyntia made me turn my head and look at her deeply, she looked at me meaningfully.

"Thank you for being a friend here, thank you for being Azka's wife, because if it wasn't you, let alone Azka, even Aldo might not want to look at me anymore." His voice smiled then threw his gaze at the twilight sun on the far western horizon there.

"I'm the one who should be thanking you?" My words made him look back at me. "If it wasn't for mbak, maybe me and bang Azka were still with their own egos, love but no one wanted to say anything, during this time we were too busy groping each other's feelings, but just say but use the event up and down the ramp turn like entering the labyrinth, finally lost yourself. But, Alhamdulillah, with the events that used to be, it is precisely what makes us more aware of each other's feelings, starting from anger, of course angry because of jealousy, and so on, but our anger is really only from the perception in each mind that is not necessarily in accordance with the real reality. Finally bang Azka took action according to his mind, I did too, because his mind was wrong from the beginning, so the action taken must also be wrong, I finally ran away deh. it's embarrassing!" I blushed in shame.

Ma'am Chyntia shook her head.

"Again sorry, De!" His words were sincere with a face that still held guilt.

"Yes mbak, I'm sorry, I've missed everything, it's not good to keep the pain for long in the heart, it will even become a disease. Some are not good if we too often make sadness and distress a theme of conversation, for a long time can be a barrier between us and happiness." I smiled trying to turn the atmosphere into a cheerful state, not haru like this time.

"Yes, you're right too. Ah..why so the story of melow gini, sorry well, may be congenital pregnant yak times."

I laughed in response to the words of Mr. Chyntia, the fact lately I most like to shed tears for no reason, especially if the Azka bang is busy, I like to snack, I like to snack, felt that Azka wanted more work than me and her son.

"Maybe it's mbak." Saying later.

"I'm just thinking of the baby when it's born." Chyntia is back seriously.

"Why mba? Does bang Aldo hurt mbak?" I asked a little curious.

"No, it's not like that." Selama fast. "I just think of my son, because he is a woman, pity, when the wedding later he can not be reversed by his own biological father, because he is a woman, can't get an inheritance and I don't know what other consequences he has to bear because of our sins." His words gave a rough breath.

Honestly, I was confused to respond to it. Because what Chyntia said just now is true, it can not even say to her father, but only to her mother. And on matters of inheritance rights, he will also not have inheritance rights to his father even get a living did not have rights at all. Incredibly his punishment.

"Don't think too much about it, however holy he is, he did not inherit the sins of his parents. The most important thing in the future is how to explain to her birth status so that her future husband can also understand, because after all there are still people who are concerned about children born outside marriage. Including the Aldo bang, do not let him insist on being a marriage guardian later, can not be legal marriage, the ends of the children born later become adulterous children as well. Na'udzubillah.." I myself if given a choice, of course I really want to keep my children born from clean offspring nasabnya. Call it me a colot, but everyone has the right to get the best in his life, right?

"Yes, you're right. Ah, it's almost maghrib, come home yuk." Then he stood up from his seat.

I also followed the Chyntia madam, did not feel adzan maghrib, even though we are here from the end of the azar prayer earlier.

However, just a few steps away from the beach, Chyntia suddenly grabbed her stomach, feeling pain and barely holding her own body. I approached and filled it.

"Mbak why?" I panic.

"It seems like it's time." Said grimacing.

I opened my eyes, a little panic and confusion.

"Call bang Aldo? Ah, we're going to the hospital now, or--"

"To the hospital." Mba Chyntia looked calm, I panicked. Luckily there was a grab on site and we headed straight to the hospital. Near the mall that is not far from here, there is a private hospital that is quite good standard of service in this city and indeed Mbak Chyntia routinely check the contents at the hospital.

Less than ten minutes we had arrived in the ER, after checking it turned out to have opened eight. It turns out that Chyntia has prepared everything in advance, considering she thinks she will give birth without being accompanied by anyone, she said, so in the hospital he had conditioned his condition and the health worker who treated him immediately ran him to the delivery room. I myself walked slowly following, I was not strong enough to walk fast.

When I arrived at the delivery room, I ventured to accompany Mbak Chyntia, I could not bear to leave her even though I began to be struck by fear and somehow what feelings again.

Sweat soaked his face, I knew he was holding back pain, but he did not complain, occasionally heard the sound of his ringing, but I know that Chyntia was struggling to endure the pain. After thirty minutes of waiting, finally the Azka bang and the Aldo bang came.

Bang Aldo replaced me waiting for Chyntia's sister in the delivery room. I myself immediately rushed into the arms of Azka bang. Cold sweat flooded my body, my hands were cold.

"Hey, you'll be fine, don't worry, Chyntia and her son will be fine." As if understanding my current fear, bang Azka kept stroking my shoulders full of affection.

"There's so much blood, I'm afraid."

"Dear boy, that's the process. You don't think well, you have to be strong, you can be too, okay."

I just nodded still in the arms of the Azka bang. To be honest, I was quite affected to see Chyntia's painful face earlier. What an incredible struggle, I have never seen anyone in as much pain as the one on Chyntia's face.

Not long after the sound of crying baby from inside there, I unraveled the embrace of bang Azka and we stared at each other. Five minutes later, Aldo came out to us. Only then can I breathe a sigh of relief after hearing that the mother and baby are all healthy

"Alhamdulillah..." I kept saying thanksgiving, I did not feel my tears melt when I saw from the window the baby was put into the baby's room. Bang Azka hugged my shoulder, gave it its own serenity and it always managed to calm me down.

After a while, we followed Chyntia's mother who was transferred to the hospital room with her baby. Thank God, the process goes fast and can give birth normally.

"Bang Aldo, later if Mbak Chyntia want to go to the toilet, all the mandatory baths for mothers who have just given birth, the name of the bath wiladah, so earlyatin aja for bathing wiladah, so, so this is different from a mandatory shower after puerperal later. I remember, because there are still many who do not know about this, but, for women who have finished childbirth, if they do not take a bath, then prayer and all worship will be rejected all. Because we never know when the death comes to pick up, it could be before the end of life turns out to come, so when it happens, we are already in a state of holiness." I explained at length.

"MaasyaAllah, De. Mbak really do not know, mbak think later mandatory shower after finishing puhas. Thanks yeah.."

"Yes, it's my job to remind, because there are still many women who do not know about this."

"Thanks yeah, De." Bang Aldo later.

"Yes, you guys take a break, we go back to the hotel, tomorrow morning we come here again. Congratulations, Bro." Speech bang Azka embrace bang Aldo. "Congratulations, Chyn. Well, let's go back to the hotel."

Tiring, yet relaxing day. Seeing the birth of daughter mbak Chyntia and bang Aldo really gives happiness, the baby is very beautiful and adorable, unfortunately I have not dared to carry it. It also makes me impatient to wait for the birth of my son who deliberately does not want us to know his gender. Let it be a surprise.

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Hi dear readers, sorry, just had an update now, yesterday there was a little work so really did not have time to write.

And actually the author has run out of ideas as well, because the original plan will end in the Azka and Dea part met in Dubai yesterday, but continued to the next few chapters. Well, now the author really wants to go to the ending, the author writes here his intention is to learn nulis and have a clear target so that the writing is not molested and eventually only ends up in the contents of the head and then evaporates.

Authors do avoid making long novels that are up to hundreds of chapters. Looks like it's not my level yet..

For those who are always patiently waiting, thanks well.thanks very much for the support. InshaaAllah there will still be chapters until the end. 😊