My Husband is a Ningrat

My Husband is a Ningrat
Season 2's. [An Elegy]



Yesterday, I really went through a very difficult and precious time in my life. I really felt the sacrifice of a mother when giving birth to a child. I was moved in tears as I stared at the unfamiliar new face before me. The red baby is still covered in red and white patches. The parasite is like Kaysan, his nose has grown since birth.


Now, in an elegance. I'm officially a one-child young mother. The pain all over my body was avenged already with her crying voice that was heard filling the room.


Two bloods mixed on one tiny body near me. The body of a baby girl who has the name Raden Ayu Dalilah Sekar Kinasih Princess Adiguna Pangarep. What a long name for my special little daughter. Her body was white like mine, her lips were tiny pink, but her face made it even harder for me to forget her, my husband.


"Rest beautiful, let Dalilah sleep in the baby box." said Mother Sasmita while taking Dalilah from my arms.


I shook my head, "No Mother, I am calm if Dalilah can I touch." I said with a bitter smile.


In the hospital there were only five of us, me, Kaysan, Mother Sasmita, Ayahanda and Mr. Santoso.


Juwita's mother was at home to supervise the process of burying baby ari-ari carried out by palace officials and the process of making brocohan. [Brokohan is similar to sagging, as a form of gratitude for the birth of a baby safely. Brokohan nobility groups in the form of: dawet, raw eggs, do not menir, schist ambeng, rice with side dishes, buffalo offal, pecel with chicken side dishes, setamans, coconut and rice. ]


"Well, you'll keep you here. But sleep." I nodded, I hugged Dalilah in a disappointed embrace. The words of Kaysan dating another woman still ring in my head. He couldn't possibly joke around with something that often made us fight just to make me angry.


After this, after I got better. Don't expect there to be love behind secrets, or love over lies.


*


The birth of the Dalilah was an event that shook the palace. The low-brow gossip echoed throughout the narrow alley. Everything that is strange will return to continue its work. Approaching me and looking at me fiercely.


On the third day I was quite well. I was able to walk alone and was allowed to go home.


Father was holding Dalilah with a happy and anxious face. I don't know how many times, he kissed Dalilah on the cheek. Overwhelmed by his grandson, and gave Kaysan no chance to be with his daughter.


"Congratulations on the birth of Dalilah ndoro ayu. Beautiful natural." said Santoso who was cleaning my luggage.


"Thank you, Mr. Santosa. When do you get married and have children?" ask me while combing my hair in front of the mirror.


Before going home, the obstetrician and pediatrician visited to check my condition and Dalilah. They nodded while giving a home permit. I'm happy, it's a sign that I can enjoy the morning atmosphere in the back garden.


"I still have to serve Kanjeng Sultan." Santoso bowed respectfully to the Father who was still holding Dalilah.


"Ayahanda, he's young. Kasian once if I have to be Ayahanda's adjutant for life."


"He promised to take the place of his dead father. A man's promise must be kept, won't he, princess?"


"Betul Sire the King." From the reflection of the mirror, I saw Kaysan clenching his hand. He looked at Santosa with a hostile look.


"Rinjani is ready to go home, Ayahanda." I stretched out my hand to take Dalilah. At first I felt stiff the first time I breastfed and carried her. But said Mother Sasmita will all get used to it as time goes by.


Mr. Santoso set up a wheelchair in front of me.


"Ayahanda, is Santosa really her real name?"


"That doesn't matter Rinjani!" kaysan hatch. He came up to me and held a chair, "Sit down and don't move much."


I looked at Kaysan lazily, it was not enough that I gripped his back. If I knew the truth, I would definitely scratch his face. Let Kaysan be ugly and not many approach him. I'm upset.


"We're home, baby." Kaysan kissed the top of my head in front of Santosa who was just smiling looking at Kaysan's behavior.


Ayahanda patted Kaysan on the shoulder, "Have become a father, don't be jealous. You should thank him, because as long as you are not here, he is the one who takes care of Rinjani." explained Ayahanda.


"Ayahanda let them go!?" sela Kaysan with a high tone. I quickly closed Dalilah's ears.


"Don't yell in front of the Dalilah!"


Mr. Santoso turned around, "BRAy Sasmita is already in the hospital lobby. We'd better hurry, because it's not possible for Father to see a lot of people around the hospital."


Mr. Santoso again walked closer to Ayahanda. Kaysan stopped the wheelchair when we and Ayahanda were far away. He crouched down in front of me, "Mother wants revenge?"


"Who is vengeful? Mas, Jani's tired." To be honest I wanted to hurry up to the house and compress my hardened breasts and make my whole body ache.


"You can trust me, Jani. I'm not doing anything out of bounds with Anne." Kaysan held my arm, rubbing it slowly.


So it's true Kaysan is dating a high school girl. Shit! I saw the face of Dalilah who was closed enjoying my embrace. It's like he's not distracted by anything around him. I kissed Dalilah's forehead, and ended with a long breath.


"Yahanda is waiting for us." I said, throwing my face away.


Kaysan stood up, he rubbed my head. "Remember the royal throne that awaits us both, Jani."


Kaysan is dating a high school girl I never thought of before. When I should be happy, there is something that fades my despair when I return home. The weird that I felt could not be decomposed with a hug.


*


"This is the beautiful Rinjani bubu, Dalilah." I smiled as I put my little Dalilah hand on my chest. He didn't touch her, he suckled and just looked at me.


"Tomorrow we'll be tough rivals, Dalilah. Prepare yourself since the baby." I murmured softly.


Kaysan approached slowly, and laid his body beside me.


"It's over?" my many.


"Hmmm..."


"Sleep, tomorrow you have to take care of your marriage license and the birth certificate of the Dalilah."


"Aren't you mad I've only been here a week?"


I smiled bitterly, "It is important that you keep your promise to accompany me to the house."


I lifted Dalilah's body and put it in the baby box when she was asleep satisfied and full. I'm lucky that Dalilah is not fussy and understands my situation.


I kissed Dalilah's forehead. To be honest, Mother Sasmita and Mother did not just take off Dalilah and I in the room together. Next to our room, there was a courtier who was ready to help me take care of Dalilah.


I lyrically Kaysan with my tail. He's still lying on the bed. Oh, my God, what was he thinking. His face was grim and crumpled.


I changed my clothes because everything was wet once because ASI kept seeping out. Then I came out of the room to find food.


In the kitchen there are twins. It showed at eleven o'clock in the evening.


"Not sleepy?" my many.


"There's a new task, sist. Watch Santosa!"


"Why supervised? His body is bigger and older than you. Very ribet." I said, while taking rice and side dishes.


"That's your husband, Ma'am!" tukas Sadewa's.


I chuckled little, "Prophey ya."


"Mdad's healthy?" ask Nakula.


"As you can see, what's up?"


I waited for Nakula to make her point. He seemed to be smiling a little.


"It's a video file from yesterday's birth." Nakula gave me a flash.


"You seen him?"


"Little."


"Shame!!!"


Nakula smiled broadly, "Can fight during a precarious situation."


"Ssttt. You don't know the problem. Mas Kaysan is dating Anne. How do you think your version of dating is?"


Sadewa and Nakula stared at each other and nodded, "Kiss, mojok, go for a walk, have dinner, watch a movie, or..."


BRAKKKK!!!!


I pounded the table tight, and stumbled into the room.


Kaysan who heard the noise, got out of bed. He looked at me in panic. I clutched the collar of Kaysan's shirt, "What did you do with Anne, huh!? We do the same thing we do!!! Mas dated her and let me suffer alone conceiving your son!!!" I shouted and pushed Kaysan to the wall.


"You're possessed?" abugn. I was upset, I clapped Kaysan's hand as he held my waist.


"Don't touch me!!!"


I am filled with anger. I grabbed a pillow and threw it on Kaysan's chest, "Sleep outside!"


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