Married Because of Ijbar
Chapters 10. Maula's first period
Assalamualaikum, sorry to say hello. I miss two months in the story. Does anyone remember the Author whose name and work are so fickle there are no two?
Healthy, yes, everything. We pray for each other, even in the eyes. 🙏
We're in chapter 10. I hope someone will read it. 😊
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Khayru folded up after the dawn prayer. He put back on a long sleeping robe covering his knees. Suddenly I heard a scream from Maula's room. Khayru immediately ran to check it out. He looked at all the corners of the room, and it turned out that the sound was coming from the bathroom.
“Why, La? You're a gapapa, right?”
“It ...! It ...!” Maula covered her face while pointing to the floor. There lay pajama pants that blend with the cel*na inside.
“Iya, that's your pants. Why removable?” Khayru looked down at Maula's body. He pulled a towel and wrapped it around the girl's waist, when he realized that Maula was not wearing pants.
“Why open your pants while screaming? What if Mang Sodik and security guard come?”
“Abang see for yourself, in my pants there is blood!” The panicked face then looked down because it felt something wet dripping down on its feet. Maula screamed again as she stomped her feet.
“Blood ...! Why is there blood here?! What's this pain, Bang? I looked at the blood. Remove it. Throw away my panties!” He hid his face while wrapping his hands around Khayru's waist. He was stressed to see the blood suddenly coming out of his camp*need.
Khayru called one of the house assistants so she called the doctor. Then he squatted in front of Maula to make sure that there was blood there. “Loh, yes! What blood is this?” He panicked.
“I came ... I'm coming, Sir. Sorry, what's up?” Ma'am Tini came in thrall.
“Mbak, quickly call the doctor. Send it here.”
“Iya, yes. Ready!” She quickly turned her body, but she suddenly stopped and turned her head. “This is actually who is sick, Mister?” He saw Khayru wiping Maula's feet with the tip of a clean white towel that was suddenly full of blood spots.
“Bring all your Maula pants from here, Mbak.” Khayru pointed with her eyes.
“Non Maula again mens, yes?” tini asked as she put the cel*na in the bloody laundry basket.
Instantly Khayru looked up at the pale face of Maula almost fainted. “Mens? Why don't you think you're menstruating? You are thirteen years old now.” he said with a smile.
“Menstruation?” The maula had completely fainted just from imagining that blood would come out even more.
This morning the whole house was panicking. Khayru denied Maula's body and moved her to the bed.
“Mbak, grab a cell phone in the room. I want to call doctor.”
Ma'am Tini pacing mandir carrying laundry basket. Just got out of the room and went in again. “Master, let me just call the doctor. Mr. buyin sanitary napkin first.”
“What are you doing, Ma'am? It's in the medicine box.” He pointed at the p3k box attached to the wall.
“Not that one, Sir. I mean Tini tuh sanitary napkin for women. If again mens right use it so it does not penetrate.”
“Should ya pack that? Where's the buy?” he said while covering the lower body of Maula with a blanket.
“In Al*famart much, Sir. Find the deket. If you can, a little spiffy!”
“But don't forget to call the doctor, yes,” Khayru's message while running towards the garage. It seemed like he could not wait for the car that had just been ignited and still had to be heated. Finally he ran towards the gate that happened to have been opened by the security guard last night.
He remembered very well in this fork in the road there was a mini market that he often passed. However, darling. The shop was closed because it was too early. He looked at the watch. His needle pointed at the number six. While in front of the store it says ‘Open at 08.00-23.00’.
“Ck, where to run again this early?” useless thought he ran looking for another mini market because it might both still close. He decided to wait while sitting on the terrace of the store until the employees came. For less than two hours he looked like a sleepy man, propping his head up with his hands. And finally, one of the employees arrived and immediately opened the store. He immediately woke up following the employee and entered.
He wandered around looking for the items he was looking for while remembering the advertising slogan on television. While scratching his head, he read one by one the writing on the packaging of the brand of sanitary napkin.
“This one, 'Maxi wing'. What does that mean? Can I fly or what?”
“There's more, nih. ‘Double compfort’. This one would be a good fit for Maula. Let's be comfortable dipake.”
“Wah, what else is this, huh? The writing is ‘Anti leaking’ as an aqu*proof ad,” he said while staring at the ceiling.
Confused, he took all the brands and took them to the cashier.
“Everything so three hundred and forty-five thousand six hundred and fifty rupiah, sir.”
Khayru reached into the pocket of her sleeping robe. It was realized that he left the house carrying nothing. Without a penny without a cell phone.
“Celaka.”
“Mbak, can I bring the goods home first? After that I returned with money.”
“Sorry, Sir. Can't do. I can only hand over the goods after finished payment.”
“Yes, geez, Ma'am. I am not a fraud, you know. I can pay with the fine at once, later. But this item should be brought home immediately.”
“Yes, but this is the rule of the store owner. I don't want to take any chances, Pa. sorry.”
“Hh ...My God!”
Only this time Khayru argued only because of this small thing that made him annoyed to the crown.
“Mbak, try to lend me a cell phone for a while. I want to contact my friend first.”
The shopkeeper kindly lent him his cell phone.
“Di! It's my. Lo where?”
“In office. This is new nyampe. Why, Ru? Cake again urgency?”
“Now also Lo dateng to Alf*mart in my home complex. Don't use it long.” Phone is closed.
Twenty minutes later, Aldi came in a hurry. “What's the matter, Ru?”
“Lo pay for all my groceries. Pay for the same shop and waitress.” Khayru picked up two bags full of groceries and boarded Aldi's car.
Aldi frowned. Khayru doesn't usually behave like this. He paid for all the groceries, but certainly not with the store and the waiter.
“Why, anyway?” aldi asked, opening the car door.
“Astagfirullah.” Khayru rubbed her chest. “Iya, yes. Why was I angry at the store cashier?” Surprised himself by his behavior.
“I was just going to rush home because this item wants to be made with Maula.” He pointed at the grocery bag and then looked back at his watch. “What the fuck? It's nine o'clock. Though from home last six.”
“Yes geez. Three hours just for buying doang pads for Maula?”
“Ish .. I ran away from home at six o'clock, kept waiting two hours because the store was not open yet. Pas want to pay for new groceries realize do not bring any money. Bayangin aja.”
“Haha ... Bini dateng aja bothered like to be born, Ru.”
“Eh, dah nyampe my house, nih. Mouth should be guarded.”
“Sorry, bro.” Aldi chuckles.
“Udah back to the office. I didn't work today.”
“Okay, Boss!”
Khayru ran away because she thought of Maula passing out a few hours ago.
To be continued ....
