Giving Birth at the Home of In-Law

Viper

#Birth_in_Home_Life

#Bart_25

I untied the hair and slightly tidied it with my hands, then tied it back up like a ponytail. Swab the face with the tip of the negligee, hoping to remove the gloss due to excess facial oil.

"Get me a drink to train!" mother's orders when I've stood before her.

I nodded, immediately turning back but Ratih pulled my hand.

"This is Rafi's wife?" he asked, with unnatural intonation.

"Yes" I replied with my head held high.

Unexpectedly, he grabbed my hand and shook it tightly. "I'm Ratih, Rafi's little friend."

I let go of his intimidating grasp. I really can't read the true nature of this woman in front of me. Sometimes he looks so friendly and warm, but the grin on his lips that lifted up is not symmetrical makes me go back to my original beliefs, Ratih is a snake, he has bad intentions on my family. I have to be vigilant.

"Please sit down, Ratih. It's the host's job, to entertain guests," I said. Put emphasis on the word "master of the house."

I'm getting Ratih some water. It's just that.

"Let's go shopping in Tanabang, Mom. Patih has a lot of acquaintances there. You can choose clothes with the latest fashion at a very cheap price."

"You are always reliable. Try, you're the mother's daughter-in-law. I'm sure you're the happiest in-laws." Mother held onto Ratih's hand warmly.

Ratih glanced at me and grinned, maybe he felt the upper hand. My chest rumbled, the heat spread, making my breath choked.

I don't want to answer, I'll just lower my pride in front of them. I kept the glass on the table and it passed. I don't know what they're talking about next, I don't care.

I took a basin of warm water to the bathroom, checked the temperature with my elbow. That's what Mom taught me first. Suam-nail, not too hot and cold, safe for Marisa's body skin is still vulnerable.

Bathing Marisa is my own entertainment. Her skin was so soft, her body was stocky, adorable. I started by rubbing my face and cleaning the corners of her eyes. Every day Marisa always bathes and shampooing using shampoo until her scalp is clean and free from the scalp, cradle cup or Sundanese people call it leuleugeuteun.

Once it felt clean enough I wrapped it with a towel and brought it back to the room. Mom and Ratih were still chatting. There was a feeling of envy in my heart, why didn't Mom ever act that warm to me?

I put Marisa on the bed, put baby cream on her face. Sprinkle egg oil and baby powder that smells into all corners of the room, fresh. I wore the best clothes until my little girl looked more charming.

"Mimi yes, son. Let it be warm" I said. While holding Marisa. Normally, I would come to take Marisa for a walk once I knew she was done grooming, giving me the opportunity to prepare to welcome Bang Rafi. But, this time I don't care, Ratih is still his priority.

"Bobo is good, yes ... Mommy wants to take a bath, she wants to pray" I whispered in Marisa's ear. Sure enough, after a few minutes Marisa let go of her suction and began to fall asleep.

I immediately laid him down carefully. Hold your breath and try not to make any noise.

Dug, I accidentally nudged the powder and dropped it. Marisa flinched and woke up again, "Aduuuhhhhh ...." I patted my forehead, regretting myself.

Marisa demands me to move more nimble. Take a quick shower, eat fast, do everything effectively and efficiently. No more show. Can wet the whole body is also Alhamdulillah. For the umpteenth time I walked past Mom and Marisa, strangely they were still engrossed in chatting interspersed with crisp laughter coming out of the two.

Not yet finished combing the hair, Bang Rafi's motorbike was heard entering the courtyard. I immediately came out of the room, afraid that Ratih would welcome my husband first.

Apes, Ratih is already standing gracefully in front of Bang Rafi, his smile contains rat poison that can kill the harmony of my household. I was still standing in front of the door, pausing my steps to get closer. I want to see how close Ratih and Bang Rafi are.

Bang Rafi opened the helmet he was wearing, Ratih was quick to grab and hold it with his left hand. His right hand stretched out to greet Bang Rafi. Bang Rafi smiled faintly giving a painful incision to my heart. I twisted the fingers of the hand that was getting wet, still trying to hold on not to get from where I was standing.

Ratih escorted Bang Rafi home. Giving the impression of a wife who is very impolite to the husband. Ishhh .. don't know yourself!

From a distance of about five meters Bang Rafi threw a smile at me, I did not reply.

Cups,

Her lips landed on my forehead, seconds after Bang Rafi was actually in front of me. My eyes are rounded. I didn't expect him to do that in front of Ratih.

"Come ...!" Bang Rafi took my hand and walked into the house. Leaving Ratih behind us, still hugging Bang Rafi's helmet, sukurin!

"Ratrain has been a long time?" bang Rafi asked with her hands still wrapped around my arms.

"So from now on, deliberately waiting for you Fi," he said spoiled.

"Here I bring you your favorite purple sweet potato balls." Ratih held out the plastic that had been on the table since.

"Thank you, this is a favorite of Ayuning" said Bang Rafi as she grabbed the plastic and gave it to me. "This is Yang, let your ASI a lot," added Bang Rafi.

Yang, Bang Rafi called me by the name of Darling. But, I'm satisfied. Grab Bang Rafi's gift with a heart of flowers.

Ratih throbbed, it seemed that he was really upset. Masabodo, who told the husband of the man. Beautiful that ko, willing to humble themselves?

Mom came with a lot of groceries, it was fitting that he did not welcome the arrival of Bang Rafi with Ratih, it turns out he went shopping.

"How much is it, Mom?" ask Bang Rafi.

"Make supplies, Ratih wants a week to stay here," said Mother.

Bang Rafi and I looked at each other with gazes, either.

I squeezed out Bang Rafi's hand, venting my frustration over Mom and Ratih's attitude.

"How, this?"