How You Give Pain And Happiness Together!

chapter 3.

"iyaa amin, hopefully later loved again" he replied with a straight forward view.

I looked at her and smiled at how much I wanted this cousin to get another baby, but unfortunately his desire has not been fulfilled because he just a month ago had a miscarriage and was sentenced to be pregnant again by an obstetrician.

It is sad to hear the verdict of a doctor who is very, very offensive to the feelings of a woman about the uterus, hopefully my cousin can be patient with everything he suffered.

"Oiyaaa what was it like giving birth to Cesar? In addition to the large cost, there must be a little different, it feels the same as giving birth normally. Moreover, mbak also never felt the normal flow, this time even Cesar" he asked with a wrinkled forehead.

"Yes that's how you know it, and again you know nothing. The operating room was very dingiiinnn, I was shivering after the injection of anesthesia" I replied with an expression showing a reassuring look.

"Iyaaa fortunately I got the first order of operations at eight o'clock past twenty, but it turned out that the operation lasted almost half a ten hours. I wait in the operating room alone, duuuhh it feels like deg ser tau ngga ha" I answered making him grimace.

"Hehehe I'm sorry I didn't mean to scare you, but that's what I was feeling. Especially after the anesthetic runs out, aaammpuuunn sick her former surgery ha. Yaallah I until what emm yes, make sloping aja really painful when it was told to train left right tilt first right. But I can not afford, I mending train gerakin feet first after a little mengdingan pain then I learned to tilt" I replied ended with a soft voice.

"Sampe everything mbak?" As if I couldn't believe what I was saying.

"Yes seriously, emm yesterday the first time I want a pup post-operative duuhh where mas Lukman does not exist. I'm sitting on the wall, stuck it so I can get to the bathroom tau" I replied by patting the back of his hand gently.

"Where is Lukman? Why isn't there?" Ask with a curious face.

"Mas Lukman was yesterday to go home at ten o'clock and keep coming back again in the afternoon" I replied telling him.

"That means you're left alone dong?" Ask curiously. I nodded my head in response to her question.

"Well how the hell he is, already know his wife still can not freely move even left home" he murmured slowly afraid mas Lukman heard what was said by him.

"Who is, anyways he came home because he had to wash clothes mbak former labor right? Although there is no blood, but it is still the former water of his father everywhere" I replied trying to neutralize the mind leha to mas Lukman.

"Yeah, you couldn't have asked her mother for help. That should be what the old man said, if the daughter-in-law gives birth to clothes that used to be used for childbirth it is the duty of the husband to wash it if his husband does not have time or can not wash it means turning to the brother of the husband, especially his parents" leha replied who was upset by the actions of Lukman.

"Yes you will know for yourself how the family mas Lukman ha, where they want to wash your clothes. Therefore mbak mliih stay at home first, because mbak sure if at home mbak no one helped mbak to take care of all the needs later" I answered making him nod his head.

"Yeah is really mbak emang if you want to stay here first, yes really until mbak strong is yes for nothing or until later the former operation is opened and already ga why-why" his instantaneous answer made me nod my head.

"Yeah mbak also think so, but mbak ga yak same mama this kalo sampe ngerepotin again. Mama has bothered to take care of the father, the time mbak want to take advantage of again with the mbak here" answered me who is still not good with my mother because of my presence in the house.

"Jaudah the gapapa kali mbak, uti also objected to having his grandson here. In fact, it is often mbak, especially mbak can also not say anything. It must be uti maklumlaah" he replied gently.

"Yeah the mother said that too, just so I will have to wash the baby's clothes later mama who has to wash the baby's clothes" I replied by lowering my head.

"Yes that easy, tell Sintia who is holy she would want to deh. Wash the baby clothes will not be long, while he takes a shower can be" he replied.

"Yes, my mom said that too. But I'm the one who suspects he will" I answered making him laugh.

"Must want to mbak, I'm sure. After all, during the sick father who often takes care of the father Sintia loh mbak, starting from his feces to if the father wet his bed he wants to settle" he replied the same as what my mother told me before.

"Maybe he was aware of the times, when is the time to worship with his father if not during a time of illness like this. We never know how to say, instead of praying for a father who does not I the yes mbak. Just yes we think ahead" Leha replied making me nod my head, looking at the father with teary eyes.

True what Leha said, seeing the condition of the father like this we must be ready whenever the father is called by his creator. Because there have been many treatments undertaken by the father, ranging from alternatives, massage massage, even to the hospital nerve center no change.

I daydreamed too, imagining it made me suddenly shed tears. It doesn't feel like I can lose my father, but I know we as humans will definitely go back to their creators. I can only wish you all the best for your recovery, aminn.

"Sir, eehh even bengong. Do not have to think about the later many thoughts even the same influence of hormones after giving birth. Babbyblues said that hihihi" Leha's words stunned me and turned her eyes to him.

"Ohh what the fuck, I'm just wondering if what you said earlier is true. Whether I can afford to lose my father, I as a child feel unhappy until this moment" I answered lowered my head.

"Prayer will continue to mbak, prayer is for the healing of the father. Pray for his health" he replied, it did not feel I was shedding tears that had been restrained.

"Bun, I go home first. Tomorrow I work, want to rest at home" said Lukman who suddenly came to us both. We immediately stopped the conversation that was going on.

"Oohh yasudah mas, you don't eat first?" I asked Lukman.

"Do not, this anyways almost in the afternoon will be on the streets a lot of already open tent malem" he replied making me nod my head.

"Well that's it" I replied quietly, but Lukman gave me an envelope that I guess was money.

"That's money for your hold over here, same for later buy materials if you've gone out of center" said Lukman, I also counted the money in the envelope. One million rupiah for the handle and to buy cooking ingredients if it is already central puput. Did enough? Thought.

I also stared confused mas Lukman who grinned at my expression.

"When are you here again?" I asked with an expressionless face.

"Later if Puput navel, that too if the schedule off work" he answered to make me nod my head.

"Don't get here anyway, you'll be getting the Central Puput in a few days. This kind of money is enough for that also mas, which is really the one" I replied withholding annoyance against mas Lukman.

"Yes, how else, the money will have run out for your operating costs yesterday" he replied casually.

"Yee your own fault, money saving somewhere. Sok-sokan wife can not manage finances, you just can not manage your own finances. Loyal very same temen, same family turn same wife stingy naudzubillah" I replied while watching over the father and also the mother who was still inviting to play Nabil and Nayla with their baby sister so as not to hear what I said to Lukman.

"Don't start, the business is still going on even though it has not been able to profit much" he replied indifferently, I did not reply again what my husband said. Because there must be an answer by him, all of that I have been accustomed to hearing a few months back.

"As much as you are, it's free to talk to you" I replied ketus. Mas Lukman also approached the father and mother to say goodbye, then he stepped away after patting my shoulder softly.

After Lukman's departure I shook my head to look at the envelope I was holding.

Seriate....