Giving Birth at the Home of In-Law

Firstborn

#Birth_in_Home_Life

#by Part36

I continued twirling the cotton that had been drenched in toner on the face. Eliminate the heavy feeling of the former makeup that I was wearing this afternoon.

"Don't keep smiling, just be curious!" I was fierce when I saw Bang Rafi's reflection in the mirror.

Bang Rafi stepped up and touched my shoulder. "Thank you, yes" he said as he kissed my right cheek.

My eyes are rounded. "Ish, pervert!" but in my heart I want to say, 'the left one also asks to be kissed.' But, your mouth and heart cannot be in sync, jaim!

Bang Rafi then told me about his chat with the two brothers who stayed tonight. Bang Rafi said, they praised my sipat.

"Bang Rizal said, You are an obedient and patient wife. Bang Risman said, you must be the loyal and hardworking type" said Bang Rafi.

I feel big head, it turns out the men are talking about me in the back. But, I'm sure, not only am I the topic of conversation, Sister Lisna and Sintia must also be discussed.

"I'm sorry, you can't make you happy yet" said Bang Rafi as she wrapped her hands around my stomach.

"Ning is happy, very happy," I replied. I touched my cheek on Bang Rafi's cheek which felt rough as the hair on her face started to grow.

I recall the advice of Lisna, that a good wife is not always a man and nrimo, but has the power to motivate the husband to work harder and develop his full potential.

"But Ning would be happier if you wanted to change" I said.

Bang Rafi turned my body until my face was right in front of her. Our height was only two cm until my nose almost exactly touched Bang Rafi's nose.

"Do you have to be the Hulk?" Bang Rafi looked at me seriously, but her question made me unable to help but laugh.

"Abang does not have to be like Bang Rizal or Bang Risman. Everyone's sustenance has its measure. But, Ning wanted Abang to solidify himself for greater sustenance. Pray on time, work diligently, keenly see opportunities. Brother can share with brother Brother who has been successful, surely they have knowledge and experience that we can take his wisdom."

"Yes ... beautiful!" Bang Rafi rubs her nose on my minimalist nose.

We continued the chat in bed until I could no longer remember the words Bang Rafi said because the crackers were too heavy to open.

Lucky this Monday red date, all had the chance to enjoy a long vacation. But, Bang Rizal and the family have packed up to go home, so has Mamah. I let go of mamah with a heavy heart, felt not enough to visit him, even more troublesome. But Mamah calmed me down with her warm smile and embrace. "Thank God, one of your duties as a parent is done. Be a mother who sholeh Ning," concluded Mother before she drove on the bike Mang Jael who picked her up.

Bang Rizal and his family pamit later. I hugged Gio with a sigh of anxiety. "Let's take another duck bath, shall we, Auntie?"

"Ready jagoaaannn ..." I answered while scrambling his hair.

I also greet Lisna. Touching my cheek on her cheek while whispering, "you are, Brother." Lisna nodded with a faint smile that had always been her trademark.

"Can anyone make me coffee?" sintia shouted from the room.

I let out a breath. He must have asked me to make it. It's impossible for anyone else.

"This is Mih, this is Bang Rizal going home," asked Bang Risman.

Sintia comes with an elegant step, the legs are clearly visible because the mini dres she wears only closes up to half the thigh.

"Will you go home?" ask Sintia.

"Yes, say yes Sin," said Bang Rizal took the initiative because Lisna was too indifferent.

"Oh, yes already ..." concluded Sintia while turning over and back into the house. He left us astonished by his attitude.

Bang Risman looked clumsy, there was a red tinge on his clean face. Maybe he's not feeling good about Bang Rizal's family.

"Don't Gio want to kiss Ade Marisa?" I raised my voice to break the stiffness between us.

"You!" gio said cheerfully.

We all laughed at Gio's playful behavior that kissed Marisa with anxiety.

Shortly before Lisna got into the car, Mom came with a cardboard box. Lisna paused her steps and turned to meet Mom.

"This is made at home," said Mother while handing the cardboard used noodles to Kak Lisna. "If you don't like it, give it to the neighbors," Mother added. Aduuuhhhh I'm stifling, why Mom always is.

Fortunately, this time, Lisna was cold, she did not grab like a firecracker that had been ignited by her axis. "Thank you, ma'am." replied Sister Lisna as she greeted Mother.

Kak Lisna should be able to answer longer, use the lif service so, but the basis is both hard, how else? Neither has war been blessed.

It was Bang Rizal and Gio's turn to greet Mom.

"Often here Zal, you are not only a husband and father but also still a mother's child" said Mother. This time his words pinched my heart.

Bang Rizal's face turned sad. "Yes, Mom. Rizal promises will often nengokin mother." said Bang Rizal.

Mother passed before the car that Bang Rizal was driving left the yard. I caught the pain in Mom's eyes. As hard as Mother's character is, she is still a mother.

Bang Rizal is the eldest child of Mother, of course, the love of Mother in Bang Rizal is very big. Maybe Mother's rude attitude is one way to harden her heart so as not to be too tortured to bear the longing.

I soon caught up with Mom after Bang Rizal's car went out of sight. Mother is wiping the stove that is actually clean and shiny.

"Will you have some tea?"

"You too must have chosen to leave here and leave Mom," she said without answering the question I was asking.

"If I may, Ning will continue to stay here with Mom."

Mother kept the kanebo in her hands but still faithfully turned her back on me.

"Bang Rafi is the youngest child. People say, the fate of the youngest child as a housekeeper. Ning promised not to take Bang Rafi away from Mom," I said sincerely. I realized I had to strengthen my heart to live one roof with Mom. But I could not see Mom's sad face and imagine her lonely days without the family she loved.

Mom rubbed the corner of her eye with her shirt, then turned around and grabbed Marisa. "Let's take a walk, son." Mom kissed Marisa's cheeks lovingly. I just looked at her with a strong feeling.

Mothers are not very good at saying sweet words, but we have a heart that should be able to catch language that is not represented by words.

But, there is still a bimnang in my heart. Really, I'm going to be strong to live with Mom?