Holy Prison

PS2. 64 - Small Quarrels

In the middle of the night I woke up. Because Haidar was crying from hunger. Mas Faiz was sleeping like he was so exhausted. Haidar slept among us. Fortunately both me and Mas Faiz never moved while sleeping, so the possibility of our son being hit by our bodies is almost impossible.

“Godly son Mama wakes up, Honey? Hungry huh?” I said.

I breastfed my son too.

While nursing Haidar, I finally heard Brother Ulfa's angry voice from the next room. Did I ever tell you that our room was next door? And our room isn't soundproof?

“What are you marrying me for if you won't sleep with me, Mas?” I heard Brother Ulfa's voice.

DEG!

I don't know if this is really the voice of Sister Ulfa or if I'm hallucinating. I just shut up. This is their first night anyway. If true as Kak Ulfa said maybe her husband is not ready because their marriage is still very relatively new.

“Already, Son?” I asked Haidar when he let me go. I really don't want my son to hear the sounds of adult squabbling.

Haidar rolled towards Mas Faiz. “Papaa.” he said as he patted my husband's cheek.

“Honey,.” call me on Haidar.

Mas Faiz opened his eyes. Looking in front of him was Haidar, he smiled. “Eh, champ Papa wake up.” says Mas Faiz.

Haidar is now riding on my husband. Haidar is actively crawling. Inevitably Mas Faiz woke up and now he has played with Haidar.

I laugh. See how Mas Faiz played with Haidar.

Until dawn, Haidar was still awake, and still actively playing with Mas Faiz.

“You shower and pray first, honey. Let me take care of Haidar.” said Mas Faiz.

“Good, Mas. I take a shower?” I said.

“Iya.” said Mas Faiz with a smile.

“Mama, shower first, darling.” I said kiss Haidar's cheek.

“Not fair.” says Mas Faiz.

“Not fair for?” my many.

“You only kiss Haidar.” said Mas Faiz, feigning jealousy.

I chuckle, “Mas.”

“Handering, Honey. Shower.” said Mas Faiz.

I took a bath, after bathing I got dressed, and prayed at dawn. When I finished, I went to my husband and son. Now it's my turn to look after Haidar. At this age, Haidar is very fond of crawling and being active, so we are afraid that if there is no one to keep him from falling out of bed.

“Come, same Mama Anak Soleh.” said I took Haidar in my husband's arms.

“Mamama.” Haidar started calling me.

“Yes, Honey, Mama is here. Haidar hungry, Son?” my many.

“Mimi..” says Haidar.

“Smart child.” I said while kissing her cheek. Haidar laughed again. He's a fun and adorable kid. She was not fussy, nor was she a child very considerate of me.

Mas Faiz smiled and went into the bathroom. After Haidar was full, I fixed my clothes, then carried Haidar. With Haidar in my arms I approached the closet. I tried to take clothes for Mas Faiz, but could not with one hand.

“Haidar down first yes, Darling.” said I want to lower Haidar.

“Let Mas only, An.” said Mas Faiz who was suddenly there beside me.

I also did not let Haidar down. Mas Faiz who was still using a towel immediately took his own clothes. He's very understanding of me. After getting dressed, Mas Faizpun came to the mosque. Haidar and I are in the room now.

Haidar asked to leave the room, and I obeyed him.

As soon as I got out of the room, I saw Dimas. I mean Brother Dimas also came out of Brother Ulfa's room. I don't want to call Mas. I just want to call it for my husband. I tried to pretend I didn't see him coming out of the room.

“Nin!” yells.

Being called. And Brother Dimas who is now my brother's husband, I stopped. Then looking.

“Iya, Brother?” ask her.

I'm really confused. I'm still afraid that Brother Dimas will harm Haidar, but it seems impossible. He seemed to be being nice, and a lot of people downstairs. I'm sure Brother Dimas won't commit a crime. I have to trust him a little.

“Bby, Kak.” I said.

Haidar I gave it to Brother Dimas.

“What age?” ask Brother Dimas.

“One year two more days, Brother.” I replied.

“Your son is handsome, his eyes are beautiful like his mother's.” said Kak Dimas.

I was really confused, on the one hand I wanted to leave Kak Dimas, but on the other hand I was not willing and anxious if I let Haidar with Kak Dimas.

THE CURRR!

“Eh?” Brother Dimas was surprised.

“Yes Allah, Haidar peed yes, Brother?” my many.

I hurriedly took Haidar from Brother Dimas. I had forgotten not to wear diapers because usually at home, I rarely wear them because I feel sorry if he continues to wear diapers.

I only use diapers at night and at certain events. Because I feel like I'd rather wash a lot of my son's pants than have to see my son feel uncomfortable and scuffed.

“Sorry yes, Brother. Sorry for.” I said.

Suddenly the room of Kak Ulfa open, now seen Kak Ulfa who had taken a bath.

“You how the hell, Nindy?” exclaim Brother Ulfa.

“Sorry, Brother. I completely forgot to put on Haidar pampers.” I said.

“You intentionally right?” accuse Sister Ulfa.

“What the fuck is you?” exclaimed Brother Dimas looks angry. Of course I can't bear to see Sister Ulfa being scolded by someone who just carried her as her husband yesterday.

“He was on purpose, Mas.” said Kak Ulfa.

“When from where? I asked to carry it. Apologize to him!” exclaim Kak Dimas.

I glared at Kak Dimas' words. He defended me from Brother Ulfa. It turns out that Brother Dimas is good too. But I really don't want them to misunderstand and fight just because of me. I'm not gonna let that happen.

“Eh, Brother. It's really my fault. Sister Ulfa is not wrong, Sister Ulfa right I should have dressed Haidar. I'm sorry but I have to go to the room to change my Haidar pants. Once again I'm sorry.” I said.

Besides not wanting to see them fight. I don't want my son to see a fight. My son is still very small and innocent. I have to protect Haidar. I will not let my son see the quarrel of adults at his age who are still very young. Even if my son is big I don't want my son to see or have a fight.

“Excuse me, Mama yes, Darling. Because Mama, you have to hear what you shouldn't hear.” I told Haidar.

I also changed Haidar pants and put on diapers so that this does not happen again. Because this is at the home of the mother, so Haidar certainly interacts with the family. After you have finished changing the diapers. Haidar's asleep. Maybe this is the effect of him not sleeping.

Shortly after, Mas Faiz came over with a smile.

“Haidar sleep?” ask Mas Faiz.

“Iya, Mas.” I said.

Mas Faiz sat on the bed beside Haidar. Now Haidar's position is in our midst. Mas Faiz looked at me with a smile.

“Is there something wrong with my face, Mas?” I asked quietly for fear that my voice could wake Haidar up from his nose.

“Iya, ada.” said Mas Faiz.

“Really?” ask me to hold my face.

“The more days you get beautiful. That's the only thing.” Mas Faiz said as well while whispering.

Hearing my husband's words, I again felt my chest rustle, my heart thumping loudly, and my cheeks were hot again. It wasn't just yesterday afternoon that we got married, but the feeling is still the same. I always pray that it will be like that forever.

“Gombal.” I said.

“She chuckles.”