Giving Birth at the Home of In-Law

Gifts

#Birth_in_Home_Life

#Part_34

Lisna's sister has gone home, but the shadow of her face when she was fighting with Mom was still clearly drawn in my memory.

I'm not as happy as my brother-in-law in releasing emotions. He could fluently speak even while fighting, whereas I, my voice would tremble and suddenly disappear when I was angry, so prefer silence or avoidance than frontal debates like Mother and Sister Lisna last afternoon.

Fortunately there was Gio, the little elephant like a peace hero, with his blackened front teeth he came and hugged the angry Mother. "Oma ..." he said spoiled.

An angry mother was unable to resist Gio's sweet attitude until she chose to hold her granddaughter and leave the debate.

Two days before Marisa's aqiqahan event, Lisna's sister came again. Make sure everything goes according to plan.

"Ning, you're making Brother Snewen." Not yet seated, Lisna already mrepet like a firecracker.

I'm tailing behind him just listening not understanding. "What's wrong Ning?" shirihku.

"Other people have been diligent video call, well you, in sms alone can not," said Kak Lisna while throwing his ass on the chair.

"Sorry, Brother. I don't have HP." I'm still faithfully standing next to Sister Lisna. While wiping her sweaty forehead, Lisna opened the zipper of the bag she was carrying. Although I do not know the price of the yellow bag but, I think the bag is very good.

A small plastic bag in white he handed it to me.

"Now" said Lisna.

I immediately grabbed the plastic by keeping tanya in the chest.

I closed my round mouth to look at the item given by Sister Lisna.

"That's new, just the card is not carried, does not fit in the bag," he said away from the soft tone. But it still sounds sweet in my ears.

I spontaneously hugged Sister Lisna. "Accept kasiiihhh ...."

Sister Lisna's body felt stiff, but it loosened for a long time and her hands felt circular on my back. I can't help but hold back tears, not because of an expensive gift from Sister Lisna but more than that, I feel like I have a sister.

I was the first kid. When Yayu showed off many gifts from her brother ahead of the holiday, I just praised and longed. I had protested to Mamah why I gave birth to me first, but Mamah just smiled while gently rubbing my hair. "Because Ning is special, you're the one who's gonna be the best sister to your sister."

Mamah's words did not change my desire to have the care and protection of an older brother, and today that hope feels real.

I untied the embrace and rubbed the wet traces on the face. Lisna immediately stood up from her place. "Review if sold, your jeweler brother," threatened Lisna.

"No, sister. Promise." I raised my middle and index fingers following the style of the westerners as they swore.

"Hus, it can't be that." Lisna lowered my raised hand. "Say Insha Allah ..." he added.

"God willing .. promise," I said, accompanied by the laughter of the two of us.

Lisna and I went to the kitchen, checking the equipment we were going to use. This time, Lisna came alone. Gio is at his grandmother's house, Sister Lisna's mother. Tomorrow he'll be here with Bang Rizal.

Fortunately, Mom is the type of woman who likes to shop for household furniture. Starting from plates of various sizes, vegetable bowls, large bowls, various shapes of glasses and cups are all there. Not to mention the cooking tools. From the conventional to the most modern available in a special room made above the bathroom.

the roof of the bathroom was in the concrete, giving a room with a height of about one meter up to the roof of the house asesureya which also uses concrete. It turns out that's where I keep a lot of that treasure.

"Sister used to help make a picture of this house when renovated. Mother's house is supposed to be two floors, but Mother has not wanted to build a second floor because it is too large to be occupied by herself" explained Lisna.

"If later Ning makes a house, Lisna sister who makes the design huh?"

"How much do you pay?" asked Lisna while raising an eyebrow. I just grin, let alone pay for architectural services, buy the bricks, I have not been able to.

"Sister pray you soon have a house, one of the great pleasures of the household is to stay at home."

"Minnn ...." I rubbed both palms against my face.

That night Lisna stayed over. In addition to preparing for the event, he also taught me to use the advanced smart phone he bought.

Various applications he downloaded including the application medsos.

"You're young, got to slang. Social media can provide a lot of opportunities and experiences" explained Lisna.

I was the primitive type of woman who had no account on social media. When forced to sell HP first, it does not feel heavy at all because it rarely uses it.

"But inget, in cyberspace it's not all things that are visible are real. So you must be smart. Brother believes you are not a labile ABG, you can be wise to use this phone," concluded Lisna.

I just nodded as I observed Sister Lisna's nimble fingers dancing on the screen.

Seeing our closeness, I didn't comment much. Maybe he felt outnumbered, and choosing didn't make any trouble.

The day changed. Saturday morning, Mamah and her entourage came in an open-air car. Bang Rafi swiftly took down Si Jalu and tied him in the backyard. The white-haired sheep with a black pattern around the neck was indeed gallant. its plump body was full of flesh with long horns in pitch black.

A sack of rice, various vegetables were brought by Mamah from the village. Dear Wening my brother can not come, he is in charge of guarding the house is also preparing for the final semester exam.

The house grew crowded as Gio and his Papa arrived. Gio was very carefree when invited by Bang Rafi to see Si Jalu. Everyone seems busy with their work. Mother invited three cooks, to make sure the food we serve can spoil the tongue of everyone who enjoys it.

"Ow .. Mother's daughter-in-law has come." Mom's voice rang out loud in the front yard.

I carried Marisa to see who came with the reception of the extraordinary pants.

A black luxury car parked handsomely. A pair of mismatched humans came out of the car holding each other. The man was the one whose picture was displayed in the living room, Bang Risman. While the woman, Sintia must be Bang Risman's wife.

My Nyaliku shrieked looking at that tall body. Wavy blonde hair with a simple but really charming makeup face.

"Hey," call Sintia.

I pointed at myself.

"Yes, you," Sintia said as she pointed her index finger at me.

I walked towards the fashionable woman who was focusing her attention on me.

"Bring this!" her word.

'Oh,' I'm insinuating.