My Ottoman Girl
Be braver
As I walked out of the room I heard the laughter of two girls in the living room. Izza seemed to be receiving guests.Still wearing white t-shirts and sarongs, I sauntered towards the kitchen. Suddenly someone hit me from the kitchen.
"Astaghfirullah !"
I'm surprised. Suddenly the glass held by the man fell and broke apart.
" Ehmm.sorry ! " he was equally surprised.
We both looked down to pick up the broken glass on the floor.
"Ouch !! aww..awww is sick "he said grimacing his hands out fresh blood. My reflexes instantly held his bloody hand.
"Goddess ! you all right?" manya I sympathize.
"Ah.sak ..sick ! " his eyes condensed enduring the pain in his hands.
" Your hands are bleeding! It's just the shards of the glass, let Firdaus clear his "my orders
Because the sound of the broken glass made my wife come out of the room. Paddling his wheelchair he headed for the kitchen.
"What happened baby? are you okay Goddess?" aygul asked worried about his condition. Then his eyes looked towards my hand that was holding the hand of the wounded Goddess.
My reflex immediately released my hand that was holding the hand of the Goddess, I was afraid that Aygul misunderstanding about it. The goddess looked at me as if she could not accept it.
Izza joined us and saw the wounded hand of the Goddess. Then he took a cotton swab, and an antiseptic.
"I accidentally hit Mas Hafiz, the glass I was carrying was nudged" he told Aygul.
"I'm sorry I didn't mean it."
I nodded "Ok no problem Kok"
I called Firdaus to help clean the broken glass so as not to hurt the people who passed through the kitchen.
Turning his wheelchair over to the Goddess he held his bloody hand. Then clean with the antiseptic that Izza brought earlier.
Firdaus had finished cleaning the front floor of the kitchen, I saw Mom coming to us. He was surprised to hear the sound of glass breaking. After explaining the little accident I went into the kitchen to make a glass of milk for me and my wife.
I saw the hand of the Goddess had been bandaged by the mother. Fortunately, my mother is a medical worker so she is alert and knows the wound care procedure. According to the mother of the Goddess wound is quite deep but does not need to be sewed. Simply given antiseptic and later will be given oral antibiotics so as not to infection.
"Goddess you stay here tonight, son, sleep with Izza. Your hands are still injured and it's still raining outside" Mother bargained.
"Yes Kak Dewi, occasionally sleeping here with Izza. Tomorrow the wound on the hands of Kak Dewi can be controlled by mother again." Izza said he was familiar with the Goddess in childhood. I don't want to override mom's invitation because I feel unethical, too.
" But tomorrow Dewi there is a meeting Aunt at 08.00 wib" he replied. I who heard the conversation mother and Goddess did not want to interfere. Izza tried hard to persuade Dewi to stay over and last I saw a nod from the girl's head.
"Honey, let's go to the room, the milk will be cold. Dew, I'm sorry I want to rest first" I said stalely as I grabbed the end of my wife's wheelchair handle.Aygul nodded and he said goodbye to everyone there.
We were in the room, we had our lights replaced with sleeping lights. Aygul grabbed my hand and then he scanned both hands from the palm of the hand to the base of the arm.
"Why ?" ask me not to understand. Then he rubbed my right arm.
"Are You Okay Baby?" ask her softly. His shady eyes made my blood rustle again.
"I'm doing fine. That wretched Goddess because she was holding a broken glass" I replied.
Aygul picked up a glass filled with warm chocolate milk that I put on the nightstand. He put that glass on me.
"Drink is sure you are also surprised to hold tightly the hand of the Goddess" he replied with a faint smile.
Good Lord! It seemed like there was jealousy in his tone. I don't think he saw when I was holding the Goddess' hand.
I chuckled small. I looked down and grabbed her head I turned her face to me then I kissed her pink lips softly. Lips are like opium to me. He gave me a moment's distance, I continued with my activities.
She remained silent, then I carried her light body towards our bed.
"Come on, it's not a big deal to me" I said again. Then she held my cheeks with her two soft hands.
"Yes promise? There's nothing between the two of you" I nodded then I asked her again to repeat our first delayed night. She smiled shyly.
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That morning I saw that my two in-laws were awake and in the pool. Since it's Saturday and Dad and I are on holiday then we both relax not to rush the work time. Aygul had taken a shower and was seen tidying up our beds that last night witnessed.
I went out of the room to approach my cool-looking in-laws sipping a warm drink made by auntie. The housekeepers were starting to relax and I saw that Mom had just left the room and headed for the kitchen.
"Good morning Baba and Anne, how did you sleep last night?"my broom to Baba Farouk. Anne Roslina looked up at me.
" Good morning my son. Thank God we slept well last night. The rain made us curl up warmly in a blanket" Baba replied with a smile.
"Thank God then. Ohya Baba later this afternoon I plan to go to the doctor's house to treat Aygul. Would Baba and Anne take us ?" I asked Samnil to take a wooden chair and sit in front of my two in-laws.
"We'll take you guys. So that we know the health development of Aygul. "
Answer Baba.
" Oh yes then, Hafiz take a shower first and get ready. We have an appointment with the doctor at 09.00 wib" I said to my in-laws. They nodded then I went inside the house and went to my room.
My wife has finished fixing our bed and room. I told him to come out to accompany his parents. She said she wanted to help my mother kitchen, I nodded her approvingly. I purposely freed up his desire to familiarize himself with the people of the house so that he felt comfortable and familiar with them. He spoke in mixed English Indonesian, sometimes my house assistants use tarzan language. It made our family smile often. I appreciate it for my real wife to take my family's heart.
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Outside the room turned out to be family members who had been up and doing their respective activities. Dad's joined the chat with his guests. I helped my aunt make a quick and easy breakfast.
" Aunty please peel the king's banana yes, I want to make a grilled banana" the mother ordered.
" Yes mom. How many seeds should be peeled? " ask aunt. Aygul came to Mom and Aunt.
"Good morning Mother and Aunt. Can Aygul help?" aygul asked in front of the two of them
"Please baby, let's help aunt peeling bananas to finish quickly. And auntie then help mom prepare her fried rice huh''
A little while later, the banana of 1 clove has been peeled off. Bibi and Mommy have finished preparing the condiments and ingredients of fried rice.
Suddenly the Goddess entered the kitchen. And approaching Mother.
"Miss Goddess can help here? " ask her without seeing Aygul. Gadia seemed to want to look for face in front of Hafiz's mother.
"Ohya if you don't mind, the Goddess of banana roast King who has been peeled Kak Aygul huh?"
Aygul lowered his head while peeling carrots and pineapples that will be made pickled by Mother.
"Yes definitely not heavy mother, is the Goddess healthy!" answer lightly and the tone of voice is somewhat on tap. Mother does not realize the words of the Goddess.
Ohya when with Aygul usually mother uses English also when with the Goddess earlier she also uses English except with the aunt.
Aygul's hand that was peeling suddenly stopped for a moment hearing the words of the Goddess. Ah maybe the Goddess had no meaning whatsoever with her words. He said in his heart. Then he continued his work.
"Hmmm.basal bule do not feel yes if in satirical "said Dewi in the heart.
"Mother is done concocting the seasoning, and frying the eggs. auntie please continue frying the rice yes. Don't forget the eggs her cow's eyes are served.The stomach of the mother heartburn "
Aunty swiftly took over the mother's job. There were three of them in the kitchen. Dewi steals a glance towards Aygul's wheelchair.
