Giving Birth at the Home of In-Law

Elephant Child

#Birth_in_Home_Life

#Part_32

Marisa was about two months old, a little late to give birth which is usually held on the seventh, fourteenth, 21st, and the last day on the fortieth day. Better late than not at all, right? As a mother, I also want to express my gratitude for having a daughter as beautiful as Marisa. Also, ask for prayers for all his kindness from relatives and neighbors.

After Maghrib, I spoke to Bang Rafi about Mom's plan.

"Good dong!" bang Rafi.

"It's good, but Ning's scared," I complained.

Bang Rafi kept the phone she had held in her hand, she took a seat next to me.

"Fear why?" bang Rafi asked as she played the end of my half-wet hair, the smell of shampoo gave a fresh sensation in the smell.

"If there was even a little mistake, Ning who would definitely be scouted by Mother all out, not to mention the cost, Bang. Ning was afraid that one day Mother would bring up the leverage and blame us." I sighed with a pouting mouth.

"Yes, Brother knows. But it's impossible to resist your wishes, right?" bang Rafi. He pulled the tip of my hair and kissed it. "Wangi ..." he said.

I pulled back my hair, "Ish! My brother is not focused!" I stood up while shaking my feet. Bang Rafi again, it's hard to have a serious conversation. Not getting a solution, it even makes the heart grow upset.

"You don't focus, you're beautiful, you smell good again" Bang Rafi teased with a grin, revealing her huge teeth.

I can't help but smile either. Finally chose to follow Bang Rafi's invitation to go under the blanket. Talk later, if the drizzle outside is no longer heard. This moment is too precious to miss.

****

At three o'clock in the morning, I went back to sneaking to the bathroom. Free this afternoon shampooing, now even have to shampoo again, ngabis-ngabisin shampoo!

I'm Hugging a towel on my tiptoes. The hand turned the doorknob of the room slowly, afraid that Marisa would wake up. "Bismillah ..." - lirihku.

Apparently, luck was on my side tonight, I survived until I got back into the room.

"Bang ... Brother, wake! Not yet praying isya." I shook Bang Rafi's body.

"Can you be absent? This once." Bang Rafi spoke without opening her eyes.

"No boleehhhh ...!" Bang Rafi's hand I pulled until he sat down, I was so hard I held him back from lying down. He gave up and went to the bathroom.

"Fi, are you avoiding? Ko the road while brushing?" I heard Mom's voice, "Rasain, it's good to be found out! Haha ...."

Bang Rafi entered the room with a frown, I smiled with satisfaction.

"Wearing at this hour makes me arthritic!" his weakness.

"Who said? Shower through the middle of the night is good for health, make young!" I said, a little origin. But, I've heard, so the disease was bathing after the Maghrib, not the early morning like now.

Bang Rafi was still shivering as she rolled up the sheath on her stomach. I looked at him while giving thanks in my heart.

My eyes could not escape the back that was curled over the prayer mat, casting a million favors on the man who now bore responsibility for myself and Marisa on his shoulders. I am not as lucky as the woman who has a priest with knowledge and strong faith, but I am grateful to be able to see the virtues that Bang Rafi shows from day to day, "Alhamdulillah ...."

****

"Thank God be good, Ning. What kind of family are you? What can your granddaughter do?" My voice sounded warm.

I told Marisa about everything I wanted to tell Mamah, including Marisa's birth plan.

Mama greeted enthusiastically. He gave news of the joyous harvest. As expected, Mamah promised to bring a lot of rice at the Thanksgiving event later.

"You want aqiqah?" ask Mamah. I didn't answer right away, it took me a few minutes to think.

"Ning, ko daydreaming?"

"Emh .. don't know, Mah. You have to have Mom's approval" I complained.

Mamah explained about the authenticity of aqiqah. The law of the sunnah is fed up, the sunnah is highly recommended. Aqiqah is like a ransom for our son. For example, the Prophet slaughtered two goats for the birth of a baby boy and one goat if the one born was a baby girl.

"You'll have the Jalu, Ning," she said, reminding me of the four-footed man who was pinned to Uncle Sobri. "It looks like Si Jalu can already be used aqiqah," added Mother.

I was like finding a way of light, may Mother accept my proposal to hold Marisa's thanksgiving while aqiqah.

Today is Sunday, I have plenty of time to relax a little. Bang Rafi's cell phone I used to contact Mamah, Yayu, as well as Lisna's sister, I needed to talk to a lot of people to get an idea of the event we were going to create.

Lisna's sister is ready to come. Although my brother-in-law is jutek and ceplas-ceplos but the experience I really need at this time. I just have to prepare a heart whose ears are stronger and resilient. It's okay, for Marisa.

Mom left for the stall this morning. I called him also to inform him about the aqiqah, Alhamdulillah, he agreed to my proposal by the way of the sheep that I would use who provided. Fortunately Si Jalu has qualified, said Uncle Sobri, who I also call via phone, Si Jalu's teeth have dated two pieces.

The drizzle that continued with heavy rain last night made the land in front of the house wet, the sun was clouded by gray clouds until the light of the king that day was not entirely up to the earth.

Lisna's sister is seen coming at the end of the road, holding Gio's hand with her right hand, while her left hand carries a large black plastic, what's inside.

I greet them on the porch with a smile as sweet as possible. Lisna's sister walked quickly while pulling Gio's hand which seemed reluctant to follow.

"Come on Gio!" pekik Lisna.

Gio removed his hand from Sister Lisna's grip and dropped his body on the muddy wet ground.

"Yes aampunnn Giooo ...!" Lisna's sister shouted while pulling Gio's hand and forcing him to stand up, but Gio's stocky body remained unmoved. He started crying out.

"You want that toy!"

I was amazed to see that magical sight. Gio who was getting increasingly confused by rolling on the wet ground, Lisna who began to lose patience and forcibly pulled her son's hand. Sister Lisna's hand raised was about to hit Gio.

I quickly approached both. 'Sister," call me.

Lisna's hand landed on Gio's body.

"Son't go in first, there's Bang Rafi inside" I suggested to Lisna.

"Yes, take care of it!" cetus Sister Lisna.

I nodded with a sorry heart.

Rabbit mother against elephant child, about who wins?