Girl Without Nasab & Ningrat Son

Time to Say Enough

Hearing the advice of the parents, the night became a time for Satria and Indi to chat together. Indeed there is always a time when Nakula and Sadewa are asleep, both take the time to discuss together. Not infrequently speaking from heart to heart, just a story is not a problem for both.

"Mas, may I speak," said Indi slowly.

Satria who was actually surfing with his phone, finally chose to put his phone. The way to appreciate the wife is to put a cell phone. Talking with each other, uninterrupted with the phone in hand.

"Why, Honey?" ask Satria slowly.

"What Mom said was right, Mom. Twice getting pregnant, and having four children is enough. Time to say enough, Mom. Four children is enough" Indi said.

Hearing what Indi said, Satria finally nodded her head. "I agree, honey. Time to say enough. Raised Nakula, Sadewa, and her sisters."

"So, later after giving birth, I will choose to install contraception only, Mas. We are both focused on raising our four children" Indi said.

"Yes, Sweetheart. I also thought about what Mother said earlier so that our four children grow up healthy, get a good education, and they become useful human beings for others. I was thinking, have I become a useful person for my fellow man yet?" ask Satria to herself.

As if what was said by Bu Galuh just made his own reflection point for Satria. In life that can be said to be short, when it can be a benefit to others it feels very happy and happy. The happy mind.

"At the very least, be someone useful to your family first. It starts with yourself and your family, Mom. What does it mean out there we're so great, people mess with us, but the family itself is very fragile. Don't get like that" Indi replied.

Hearing what Indi said, Satria nodded her head. "Yes, sometimes they're the big ones outside. His family is just struggling. Have I been of any use to you, Yang?"

Asked by the husband like that, Indi even sat closer. The young mummy immediately rested his head on the husband's arm and smiled. "Very useful, Mom. Not only for me, but also for Nakula and Sadewa and her sisters later. He is a good husband and father."

Hearing his wife's confession, Satria hugged her. His wife's confession always encouraged his heart. Not only that, Satria then kissed his wife's forehead.

"It's often spoiled like this, honey. Is it because you're just pregnant well, the innards are spoiled and gini sticky," said Satria.

"Sometimes if you want to be spoiled and tacky, the Papa has been sabotaged by Nakula and Sadewa first. Mama to slide deh, her Papa is dominated by Nakula and Sadewa aja," replied Indi.

"If I could request it anyway, this time I want a girl, honey. It doesn't have to be all girls. One girl is okay. It could be fraternal twins" Satria said then abruptly.

Indi then smiled. "May God give you well. I also want to, but sometimes I'm more resigned. Everything God has given us must be good. Funny to have a daughter too. Daddy's little girl that," Indi replied.

Satria nodded her head. "Yes, that's as pretty as Mama Indira."

"Loh, that's an unforgettable childhood memory, dear. Play in the fields, dirty. For conch loh. Later if it has been made satay. I laugh sometimes when I'm a kid like that."

"If you have a baby girl, do not play into the rice fields and look for a conch," Indi replied.

"And it must be carefully guarded so that no poison snail is targeted" Satria joked suddenly.

The words are like jokes, but they are full of meaning. Because, according to some people in Java, having a daughter must be taken care of more than boys. Keep it well, in order to get along with good people, and also not be tricked by striped men like poison conch.

"True yeah, Mas. Uhm, considering we're four months away. So, it's already Mas. We focus on raising and raising children. Don't add any more. Fear if it adds again, it will be two more. Our son could really be half a dozen later," Indi replied.

"Really, Honey. For the size of young families today are many. If the ancients had many children, much sustenance. If it is not right now, they are not only born, but must be cared for and cared for, given a higher education in order to become people."

Satria thinks so. Indeed, long ago the Javanese community in particular always thought that many children rejekinya many. Though the colonial period, where food is so expensive, but families in Java can have children up to a dozen. As a result, children suffered from hunger, some were banished to Suriname by the colonial government with the lure to get a better life.

"Honey, if you want to give birth later surgery only. Can be sterilized. So the producer of ovum cells is taken. If the egg cell producer is taken it can not produce ovum cells," said Satria.

"I'm actually afraid of the surgery, Mas. Well, giving birth is a pain, just like I'm better prepared to get a blow, than surgery on my stomach."

Hearing what Indi said Satria hissed. Remember how the first Indi postpartum, until Satria himself who traumatized for four months. Now, Satria became thinking about that.

"Sshhsss, I remember the old one. If you get pregnant and give birth again, then I hurt you again, baby?" tanyakanya.

Indi quickly shook his head. "Now, don't remember what you used to be. I'm it's okay. Hey, I can't be traumatized anymore. Cook for trauma again. Don't dong."

"Look at you that sick, honey. The shadow of the delivery felt so incredible. Who saw the pain, let alone who lived it," Satria replied.

"Originally Mas Satria by my side. I have more power. I can endure the pain. Therefore, accompany me again huh? We welcome our pigs together" said Indi.

Satria quickly nodded her head. "Ready, Sweetie. We'll welcome our pigs together. I will always accompany you. Just like the time we welcomed Nakula and Sadewa, we'll do it again later."

Satria tightened her embrace. He promised to deliver his wife. Join hands and share the pain when labor will arrive.