Husband My Son Conglomerate But Udik

Chapter XXVIII. The Wasted Baby

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Morning blind, the morning dew is still wet, wetting the grass. The rain yesterday afternoon still leaves the remnants of the water for the leaves, soil, and earth.

The whole house began to occupy itself with a myriad of different activities and different goals. As time continues to spin and roll, they prepare to meet the day. Six o'clock after breakfast with a menu of fried rice, eggplant, in ceplok, sambal and crackers. The householders who went to school were already riding in their cars. Pak driver has standbye ready to deliver the nation's generation, the successor of the earth. "Ayooooo's... Kids, no one's left behind". Hamdanah's mother reminded while kissing her grandchildren leaving for school. I'm used to this one grandmother delivering her grandchildren to the car, saluting everything and waving her hands, smiling sweetly and continuing to stare at the car that was carrying her grandchildren out of sight. This makes the grandchildren happy, sometimes after school they buy small gifts they buy at school, or on the way home. Hamidah's mother always kept it neatly no matter how small the gift of her grandchildren, even though the price is not expensive.

A few days later, Ahmad gave him a butterfly brooch. "Sir, this is for Grandma, Ahmad had seen at the school shop the canteen mother brought this". While showing and giving it, "Ahmad think it is suitable if used in the veil of grandmother". "Ooh... Very good, Ahmad grandma loves brooches, yes... Later granny wear well, thanks Ahmad". Ahmad is a fifth-grader at a strict religious-based school and of course with a sizable monthly tuition fee.

After all her grandchildren left, Hamdana met Anwar in her room, and prepared her needs while in the shop. "Dad, what time do you want to go home today?". "Yes... As usual, what's wrong, ma'am?". "No, I guess mommy day wants something that will make mom happy, but I don't know what that thing is?". Hamdanah's mother sighed as she put the toast and a bottle of water into the brown bag that Anwar would bring to the store. "Mom want a gift?, what gift? Will you buy it, or will you buy it now and we go to the store?". "No... Not that, but the mother like getting a hunch, a gift is not a giver father or anyone, I don't know.however, why the hunch is so strong in the heart of the mother, mother can feel it so close and great, but I don't know what or who or what things will be a gift to me". Mr. Anwar was silent for a while, "Dad don't have to go to the store just then, the business in the store can be on the same shelter as Samsudin". "Don't, I'll go to the store, if there's anything I'm saying". "Ooh, so yeah. Then just prepare mom, I'll be leaving soon". Ten minutes of time required by Mr. Anwar, after cleaning himself, changing clothes, checking everything. And do not forget the car keys are used to stored in a small black box on the dressing table of Hamdanah's mother.

Traveling together, stepping towards the car of Hamdanah's mother accompanied the departure of her beloved husband, inexplicably today ma Hamdanah followed Pak Anwar's car to the gate of his house, even though the distance was quite far. The gate opened, Herman bowed his head and spread his sweet smile to the two judges. "Sir Herman, I'm going to go out for a while, about the flowers outside are still on good note". "Ready ma'am, let me accompany". Mr. Herman followed the steps of Hamidah ma'am, not long after Hamidah's mother heard the cry of a baby. "Sir Herman was not horrified?". "Yes... Mom, but where is Dad?". Both are looking for the direction of the sound.

Elah and Fatimah who heard the sound of crying babies from outside immediately moved and followed from where the sound of crying babies, because in the family of Mr. Anwar currently no one has a baby. "eeeh... Eeh... Whose baby is Herman? How come it's here?". "mother was ahead of her intention to check the condition of the flowers outside the fence in the pot, not long mother stood there was a baby cry, please well bi Iyum bathe her baby, continue to make milk". "baby milk does not have a mother".. "oooo yes, later on pack Herman buy his milk to the front alley near the house of Mr. RW," Fatimah helped bi Iyum bathe the baby and prepare her child's old clothes that are still neatly stored in the closet. Fatimah kept some of her children's clothes, as an infant. "for mementos". Fatimah. Just a few strands that he kept, usually clothes that had an impression of him.

Bu Hamdanah ran quickly to the security guard post "sir Herman, this is money to buy formula milk for babies? In the front alley of RW sir's house there will be a stall, later after the report to RW sir immediately buy there. Anyway don't forget.". Mr. Herman immediately hit the gas, set off on a motorcycle, even though the front alley, because in the elite home area of the front alley was far away also if using the legs alone, continued in a hurry, continued in a state of hurry, there are lives to be saved.

Bi iyum slightly shook also bathed the baby out of nowhere came, "bi, be careful the umbilical cord is still there, the midwife Desy on the way, had mother called by phone". "yes ma'am". "who can throw away this still red baby?" Desis bi Iyum. "mom... Dad's been in contact yet?". Elah said, in his hands there is baby powder and telon oil and baby fragrance. "sorry God almost the mother forgot". Ms. Hamdanah called Mr. Anwar and told him what was going on.

Not yet arrived at the shop Mr. Anwar turned around, and informed Samsudin of what had happened. "yes sir, ready". From the end of the cell phone, Mr. Samsudin answered Mr. Anwar's orders. The son and daughter were dumbstruck, why was there a baby sound in his house?. While Mr. Anwar was still in a state of confusion, how was there a baby in front of his house again?. "what is this in the meaning of the gift, and he was still in a state of confusion, how come there was a baby in front of his house again, what his wife said before she left for work.