My Husband Is - Cuek

New Neighbor

After feeling the beauty of being a mother for four months, I now understand how difficult it is to take care of children. Especially when the child is crying. Not knowing what he wanted was the thing that made me both confused and angry. But, as time went on, I slowly began to understand the will of the little one.

That morning Bi Ningsih and Inem were chatting near the security guard post. Sometimes Bi Ningsih pointed at the house right next to my house. I who was curious approached them while holding the little guy.

"Bi, why?"

They both looked up when they heard my voice.

"That, Mom. In the house next door there is a nempati. That's the car that just came."

"Good, dong. So rame."

"Yes, good, Mom. But, I don't like the owner of the house much."

"Why don't you like it less?"

"That, Mom. Kan, just now, I passed in front of his house and I was called. I guess I just wanted to ask, uh, I was told to help you haul things. I am, sebel. My mother is a porters," grumbled Bi Ningsih. His face looked irritated with slightly tapered lips.

"Bi Ningsih is wrong to be told. Yeah, if I didn't say that. Wani piro, continue to be left behind, "inem cetus."

I smiled hearing them talk.

"How do you want to run away wong I said, 'you maids right, yes, you helped me.' How would I want to hide."

"La it's downin the stuff's not done yet, Bi. How can I help you again? Later the Madam nyariin sampean, you know." Inem again teased Bi Ningsih.

"Whatever. Wong was paid no, no, a whole bunch of people. When he came in, yeah, he didn't leave."

"Your friend, Bi."

I smile back. "Oh, yes, Nem. Here, Rendra is going to sleep. You're a jerky, yeah."

"Yes, Mom."

I gave Rendra to Inem. While Bi Ningsih went inside. He still feels annoyed because he has been bullied by our new neighbors.

**

"Bi, the masseur has come yet?"

"No, Ma. What's asking to be picked up maybe."

"Oh, right too. Yes, Auntie now please tell Mr. Joni to pick up the masseuse, yes."

"Good, Mom."

This body feels like it has missed the touch of a masseur's fingers. Rendra's weight that rises every month seems to make me quite exhausted. Moreover, my son is now a little spoiled. If he wants to sleep, he will ask to be carried. A little bit of complaining to my husband is pointless. He simply said, "Just enjoy it. Our little boy is not forever. Later if we're rich old, can no longer be reined."

What he said is true. But why does it seem like he's not thinking about me?

The boredom of waiting for a masseuse makes me fad open the phone. The application initialed F is my main goal. In addition to updating the growth and development of the little one, I also still ask each other news with Vina.

He had told me that finding the heart patch was not as easy as winking. Many are close to him, but are afraid to have a serious relationship. As a friend, I can only encourage and motivate him so that he does not give up and give up. Thankfully the girl understood.

Shortly after, someone said a greeting. It looks like Mr. Joni brought the man I was waiting for this morning.

"Let's go to my room." I told him to go into the room.

I deliberately roll out the carpet on the floor so that this masseur is easier to do his job.

"The taste is stiff, yes, Ma'am," said the middle-aged woman. His thumb began to run through every temple of my body. Starting from the back, legs, and other places.

"Yes, if you can, Mbok. It hurts, but this."

A few tens of minutes passed, it felt as if my body started to relax. A few minutes to fight the pain. But, for me this is nothing more than giving birth.

"It has. Don't like heavy lifting. She was afraid her stomach would go down. It was fortunate that it had not come down really. If it's really going down sick."

"Yes, Mbok. This was already sick. But, how, yeah. My son is spoiled again. Every day ask for a cradle. If you like to cry."

"Same change as the one in front. That's the baby sitter to?"

"Yes, Mbok."

After the clothes are complete I wear, Mbok masseur also came out to just sip tea that Bi Ningsih has made.

"This, Mbok. Sorry if I take nicotine."

"It's okay, Ma'am. I was glad to have been picked up. If people here are usually indifferent. Sometimes I go home on foot."

Cassian. Old age like he still works. Especially if he has to walk.

"Sometimes they are told to come by noon. One family asked to be sorted. Home at night, alone." So curhatan Mbok to me.

"Why didn't Mbok tell anterin just the guy who called Mbok that?"

"I don't want it if it's not offered, Ma'am. Fear if nerepotin. The fall of me begging. I don't want to. Be the money that I can use for the cost of freight. If you don't see angkot, yes, you have to walk."

**

The masseur got into the car. His face looked bright after he closed the car door.

The fate of man no one knows. At the age of Mbok who started twilight, even he still works. I don't actually want to ask any further. Sometimes there are people who do not like when we are too curious about personal things. If he doesn't say anything, I won't ask.

**

I saw my son's cute face. When his eyes closed, this was when the world was completely safe. Maybe that's the mind of a new mother like me when she sees her son sleeping.

"Mrn. I'm gonna take a little nap. If Rendra wakes up, please carry it for a while, yes. If he is thirsty, you will wake me up. I'm so sleepy."

"Good, Mom."

These eyes are so hard to open. This comfortable body makes me sleepy. Until I got to the bed and dropped this body, I didn't remember anything else. Until I woke up an hour later. Who else if not little Rendra. Her shrill cry woke me up.

"Sorry, Mom. Mas Rendra is awake. But, he cried on."

"Yes. I know, Nem. Okay, let me milk it. Maybe he's thirsty."

Inem gave Rendra to me. Sure enough, as he began to suckle his cries stopped. This is how every day I go through my days. Sometimes boredom strikes when your child is difficult to compromise. As if understanding how I felt, Rey took the initiative to take me on a picnic. Not a real picnic. Just eat together at the mall and go to the park.

It is quite efficacious to treat the boredom of new mothers.

"Mom, new neighbors are coming." Bi Ningsih walked into the room with an unsightly face.

"Why is he here, Bi?"

"I don't know, Mom."

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