
The hue of happy face is clearly sculpted on the face of Zulfikar who is currently queuing at the Puskesmas. Of the many Mothers and Fathers, only Zul came without a wife. And again, all the Fathers who take their wives, they only know to deliver, the child carried by his mother.
"That's a man or what? The wife is tired of carrying really does not take over" inward Zul assessed one of the young couples whose children are bully like Zahira. The child cries from his mother's arms but his father does not take over just persuading his son.
"Mas, please carry Qila dong. My hands are sore" one mother complained. But it wasn't the mother whose child was a bully that caught Zul's attention, it was the other mother.
"Hold nappa, soon it's your turn to go in" replied the husband.
In his heart Zulfikar regretted the man's attitude. "Pas scored it, sweating both. The turn is so, do not want to sweat anymore" inner Zul.
"Zahira Fatima .." Zahira's name was called.
"Mom, Mother used to come in" Zul let Mother complain achy.
"Children called, please come in" the mother refused.
"No, Papa, Buk. It just so happens that my son is not fussy" Zul said.
The young mother smiled and entered. Her husband was waiting outside. Before long, there was the sound of baby crying. Zul invites his daughter to talk so that the princess is not saturated.
"Papa" call Zahira. The call sounded like a person who was already good at talking, it just flowed.
"Yes, Honey. Why?" sahut Zul asked.
Baby Zahira chuckles. Before long, Zahira's name was called again. Zul goes inside immediately. According to the instructions of the Midwife, Zul laid Baby Zahira on the baby's scales.
"Masya Allah .. 11 kg Yes BB Baby Zahira. Mam a lot ya Darling yes" Mother Midwife invites Baby Zahira to talk.
Baby Zahira laughs while playing a hand.
"Not injected, ma'am?" tany Zul's.
Madam pulled a smile. "Later at the age of 18 months new inject again" explained Bu Midwife.
Zul nodded in understanding. Then he took his fat daughter. Zahira's cuby cheeks often attract the attention of those who see them. Zul pamit, then go home. Upon arriving at the Shop, she finds Mama Aira.
"How much is BB?" ask Mama Aira.
"11 kg, Ma" replied Zul lowering Baby Zahira from his carrier.
"Alhamdulilah, go up 1kg more" Azahra said.
As Mama Aira said, during the day Azahra will play a role in guarding Zahira. The night was Zulfikar. Currently, Baby Zahira plays alone but in the eyes of both parents. Mama Aira who only came to take the hijab, the woman has returned to Maros alone. In the Shop, leave Azahra her husband and son.
"Darling, later tonight yes" Zul scratched his non-itchy nape.
"Yes, tonight. If Zahira has gone to sleep" Zul explained.
Azahra understood, the woman just nodded. The hypocrite of her name if she she does not miss the caress of her husband. But women like her, who are shy in intimate matters, can only harbor curiosity.
Two hours before the sun was about to set, Zulfikar, who had been holding back for a long time, was finally powerless. Until the man approached his wife after taking a bath.
"Honey, where are we going?" ask Azahra wonder.
"Crashstttt. Don't make a fuss, Zahra will wake up" Zul said slowly.
Now Azahra understood, Zulfikar asked to be served. He who also wanted the same thing, resigned his clothes removed by the husband. Thin lips that have been very long untouched, instantly as if stung by electricity. Until the husband's kiss is returned.
When the liquid managed to come out, Baby Zahira cried on the first floor. And at the same time, Azahra remembered one thing, he had not injected KB.
"Honey, Papa came .." cried Zul after coming from the bathroom. Zul has not bathed cleanly, but only washed his sword. Baby Zahira is good at stairs.
After Zulfikar's death, Azahra rushed back to the bathroom. Before long, he was ready with home clothes. The arrival of Azahra coincided with the arrival of buyers who wanted to buy a totalbab for 45 thousand 1 item.
"Darling, Papa used to be. Mama served the buyer first" explained Azahra to the princess who asked to be carried.
Baby Zahira pouted. Then crying. Forced, Zulfikar succeeded his wife. By late afternoon, some students came to see a totebag. And no one comes home empty-handed, there's gotta be something bought.
The number of clockwork continues to spin, it does not feel late at night. Azahra and Zulfikar had not slept, and Baby Zahira had fallen asleep. Two young couples flank their children.
"Honey, after my sentence ends, I'm going to college, going to Kaprodi. If you will, I will teach as a lecturer" said Zulfikar.
"Hm ... Can I go to college again?" Azahra asked and hoped to be answered.
"By, Zahira has been a year. But you went to college in my alumni. Let's go together. How's it?" Azahra.
A month had passed, Zulfikar's sentence remaining five months. Two days ago Azahra had to have a guest, but until now the guest had not come. Waiting, Azahra waited 3 more days, if the next 3 days Azahra did not menstruate, then the woman will go to the Pharmacy pregnancy test kit.
The day that awaited arrived, Azahra asked Zul for permission to come out for a while. And without asking where, Zul immediately agreed. Arriving at the 24-hour Pharmacy, Azahra rushed to buy a testpek and then returned home.
"Highly fast" Zul looked at his wife's astonishment.
"Yes, I'm just going to Escalapius" Azahra told a lie. Ekskalapius is a store that sells medical devices.
Zulfikar.
Immediately Azahra went to the bathroom, before how long, she came out with a sad expression.
"Darling why are you?" ask Zul wonder. Not long ago his wife took a break out for a while, and now he looks like a frustrated person.