I'm the Abuser

Jasmine

Clara waited a while. Go through the examination a few times. Then came some Sisters who would take her to the inpatient room. Clara's legs tingled when moved to another bed. Clara was pushed out of the room recuperating consciously. Boby runs straight to Clara's bed when he finds out his wife is out. They shed tears not knowing the shame.

"Thank you for holding on. I love you Poc, don't ever leave me. Don't go anywhere" said Boby as he pleased.

"Where can I go? My feet just can't move" said Clara in surprise. He saw many faces that he knew. There's mom, dad, Rina, Tito. And all are puffy-eyed. Something wrong with him??

Clara was just told that her heart had stopped beating earlier. Makes everyone panic and the drowning Boby almost faints. Clara remembers her dream. Hah, fortunately I did not join mas mas mas handsome earlier. Inner Clara. 

Sister delivering food to Clara. He also said that his son was still under observation. Can't be brought here yet. Boby feeds Clara painfully.

"I'm so hungry, sister" said Clara.

"If so let's spend it," replied Boby eagerly to feed his wife.

Slowly the anesthetic disappeared, slowly the pain came. Clara grimaced with pain. His family has gone home. Stayed at his rented house. Sus Wiwik left who asked to be called Mbah Wiwik for Clara's children. Also a new father who seemed to have new power in the cas. Come here cheerfully. Boby is like a butterfly that flies with joy. The euphoria of her already having a child had not been exhausted in her heart.

"Why is her name Jasmine Aliza Dhira?" ask Boby while stroking Pocik. Smells his hands many times. Luckily Mbah Wiwik was asleep.

"Jasmine is jasmine in English. The fragrant white flowers. The symbol of purity and beauty. I want her to be that kind of girl" Clara said. Aliza in Arabic more or less means cheerful. Clara wants her son to be cheerful under all circumstances. Dhira in Sanskrit means intelligent and tolerant. Clara wants her girl to be smart. Tolerance is also important. Because life is not just about our views.

"Great. That's beautiful" praised Boby as he kissed Clara for a moment.

"You're the father, why isn't there a name?" clara protests. Boby grin.

"I'm not very good at stringing words like that" said Boby.

Fireworks erupted from all directions. From the fourth floor of the treatment room it was clearly visible. Boby opens the window curtain so Clara can enjoy it.

"Happy new year Dear, happy new year Mother," said Boby.

"Happy new year too, Father" replied Clara.

Silent…..

They enjoy fireworks that bring out many beautiful colors in the sky. Painting the pitch-black sky became sparkling and colorful.

"You know, sir, it turns out that God still granted my wish" said Clara.

"What's that?" ask Boby kepo.

"I can still see the fireworks of the new year from a height. Unfortunately not from the height of the mountain, but the height of the fourth floor of the hospital room," Clara said grimacingly. It turned out to be laughing after this sick cesarean. Boby's confused. Want to laugh or panic at Clara's grimacing face.

"Buk Sickness?" ask Boby.

"Sleep Mbah, it's still night" Boby said. Finally the three of them slept. Clara ignored the pain in her stomach. Trying to sleep in Boby's arms on his head.

***

A new day has arrived. Clara's family is back. See the work of Boby and Clara. The little baby was delivered to Clara's room.

"It still doesn't look like who" Tito said. 

"Let her hands be small and long" commented Rina. 

"Who's his nickname?" tanya Dad looks very anxious with his granddaughter.

"Jasmine" replied Clara.

"Haa who?? The dasimin?" I said I was trying to follow Clara's words.

"Not Dasimin, but jasmin," said Mother justifies, but also equally wrong. The whole room laughed. Clara held back her laughter because of the pain in her stomach. Eventually the nickname for Jasmine was changed to Dira. To be easily called by their grandparents. The mother holding her granddaughter looked pale. His health must have declined because of the trip here. Finally the Clara family returned to Solo that afternoon.

Santi comes with Tito and Jesi. Not congratulating instead commenting on Clara's room.

"Gee, VIP. Cute dong. Lahiran is feeling queen" Jesi said.

"Clara feels good with Boby. The fault line is the same as not being a mother, because it does not feel the pain of the lava," added Santi. They're only half an hour less there. Talking about babies is not. As if he didn't care about Boby's little angel. Precisely fun browsing tourist destinations fun. Then just say it. Not left by or even money. The Clara family just left an envelope. Also clean their contract to make Jasmine comfortable to go home later.

Boby stared at Jasmine who was asleep in her box. 

"Please carry him in my hand Mbah" said Boby. Mbah Wiwik also took the tiny baby. Putting heart on Boby's hand. Mbah Wiwik understands Boby's sadness. It was obvious how much they didn't care about Clara and the baby.

Boby approached the bed Pocik could already sit.

"Please take care of him Buk, it turns out that only we care about him" said Boby, who was disappointed with his family. When Ayuna was born, they were very enthusiastic about welcoming her. Especially mother. Jasmine was treated like that. If you don't like Clara it's still understandable. Boby doesn't care what matters he loves Clara wholeheartedly. But this is Jasmine!!! Santi's own flesh. His heart was wounded as a father. 

Clara just nodded. He understands Boby's sadness. It was precisely grateful when they did not touch Jasmine at all and immediately left from before her. For Clara they're not Boby's anymore. His respect had been eroded slowly long ago. It was also common with their dilapidated treatment. Heart's numb. Nor does it hurt because they think they are just germs. Not human. Being a mother makes Clara stronger. 

Jasmine slept quietly in her baby box. Mbah Wiwik is taking a shower. Clara also fell asleep later that afternoon. Boby is still hurt by Santi's treatment. His mind floated a few months ago. About Dito asking for a fictitious hospital bill. Tears flowed hard. Boby had tried to hold back the sobbing, but apparently could not.

Clara is awake. Found Boby crying with poignancy.

"Sister,-" Clara had not finished her sentence, but Boby had already grabbed her body in awe. Boby's cries were louder. Boby settles his grief in Clara's arms. Boby told me what he went through a few months ago.

"I didn't expect that cruel Dito Poc. Maybe you don't know what it's like, 'cause you're the last kid. But for a brother, a sister will always look small. No matter how mature he is, to me Dito is still a weak little snot boy. Which I must protect and guard. He's unfortunately the only sibling I have" Boby said. Spilled more tears that can be dammed earlier.