My Husband Is - Cuek

Aunt Mirna

After giving birth it is enough to make this body feel pain. My shoulders, arms, and back started to hurt today. I need to sleep on my pillow. Can't lean over there and can only sleep on your back.

Who else if it wasn't my mother who did all this. He said that in the past when he had just given birth to me, even his legs had to be shackled at night. So torturous. But I still obey him. My mother's good and bad words will come true. He said it was for my own good. I can do nothing but obey his words.

Jamu after giving birth. Yes, a mandatory drink other than water is herbal medicine. Ingredients that were somehow mixed together in it. I even have to drink herbal medicine twice a day. Morning and night. I also have to be good at managing time by taking medication. Not to mention the injections that still have to enter my body.

Torturing? Yes, to me it's good. But all this was nothing when I saw the little face of my angel. When I started stroking her cheeks, all this pain was gone. Especially when he started to suckle me. This immeasurable happiness is impossible for me to regret even though I have to feel pain.

"elvin. Here, eat first." My mother came to bring rice. Rice is half a serving and filled with green vegetables until the edges of the plate are invisible.

"Mom. Can't I eat sambel?"

"Can't, Alma. Cassian your son later."

It was the second time I asked for sambal. Just imagine, I have to eat this vegetable just pounded red and white onions.

"You have to eat a lot of vegetables. Your son is a man. Usually boys suckle it strong."

"Where do you know?"

"Aunty Mirna's son, four boys all."

"Aunt Mirna. Aunty who married more than five times."

"Ulus. Just eat it."

"Assallamalaik." I heard someone say hello outside.

"Waalaikumsalam," we answered simultaneously.

"Who, Ma?" my many.

"Let's see."

I walked out to see who was coming. There's a lot of noise outside.

"elsa." The shrill voice surprised me enough.

"Aunt Mirna?"

Long live.

"You good?" aunty Mirna asked while kissing my two cheeks.

That shrill voice now filled this room. The sound even made my ears ring.

"This is oma's grandson. Uh, the handsome." He saw my son still sleeping.

"Sorry, yes, Alma. When you marry, your aunt cannot get you done. Aunty much work. Now the aunt can't take long either."

"Yes, Auntie is not papa. Aunty has already been here already, Alma already seneng."

"Where's your husband? He's been working? Oh my goodness, when it is, it's only been two days."

"Go out for a minute. He said he'd go to the super market."

"He went alone? Rich businessmen go buy their own vegetables?"

"No, he went with Bi Ningsih."

"Yes, geez. Who'sis this?"

Iyem who was carrying a drink on the tray even almost dropped it.

"I'm a friend of Bi Ningsih's, Mom. Not a demon," he said in Javanese manner.

"You're ngagetin. I guess who."

"Drink where it's put, ma'am. If you want to get out, do I put it outside?"

"Shit up."

Aunt Miran walked back towards me. Iyem stepped into the front room. He will also serve drinks to the children of Aunt Mirana who are waiting there.

"elvin. Does he work here?"

"Yem?"

"Yes. That medok girl."

"Yes. He works here. Why, Auntie?"

"She's pretty. I mean, aren't you afraid that your husband ... ?"

I just smiled hearing his talk. Kind of funny. Naturally Aunt Mirna said so because she did not know my husband.

"Rey doesn't like just anyone, Auntie. Iyem has ever talked to Bi Ningsih if her handsome employer is super cute."

"Eh, don't get me wrong. He used to be so funny to you, sure. Yeah, you guys are being betrothed, right. Could've been feeling with Iyem for a long time."

There is fear, too. Especially when Iyem first came here and he said my husband was handsome. From that moment on he must have admired my husband.

"No, Aunt. Iyem his son is good, really. He's honest," I'm.

For the time being I can only defend that medok girl. My aunt has been betrayed by her ex-husband several times, maybe that's why she became very worried.

"When did your husband come? Is he also nothing with your other servant?"

Oh, from the words just now, my Tantiku this one may indeed be a woman who always feels suspicious.

"Go home soon. Our vegetables are finished. Mother deliberately told Bi Ningsih to shop for a lot of vegetables because I am now breastfeeding."

Aunt Mirna has accused my husband twice. If only I were pregnant right now, I might believe it right away. Because suddenly I was reminded of Nisa. My mother's neighbor's son. But, it is very different if the baby already looks this timidity. I even felt amused when Aunt Mirna suspected my husband.

"Mir's. Come, eat. Bring Rio too." My mother came and took her cousin to eat.

My brother was actually not much different from my husband. Same with ice. He's also shy. His days were spent in his room staring at screens and cell phones. I just feel surprised, Aunt Mirna's second child is not even at all the same as her mother.

As Mother continued to urge her cousin, the middle-aged woman with red hair finally moved and followed. In the past, when Aunt Mirna's hair began to whiten, she often painted it in black. He does not want to get old, he said. But, I was quite surprised as he came with red hair.

My aunt at the time was eccentric. At the age of 45 years he was still cool with his jeans, tight clothes and not wearing a hijab. Only at certain events did she wear a hijab. The last time I visited his house outside the city, he also gave me a lot of clothes. The clothes are a little dull already he does not want to wear anymore. Though I think all the clothes he gave me were still very decent to wear.

Aunty Mirna was more than my family. Every day he came and gave me money. Even though I'm an adult. She said she wanted a daughter, but dear. All his sons are boys. His youngest son was even beautiful. Maybe when Aunt Mirna got pregnant, she really wanted a daughter. That's why her son looks beautiful.

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