My son, not my son

Chapters 18. Try that!

"Sister, he's a pup.." screeched at Fiya while covering her nose by placing her index finger vertically just below her nostril.

"Sister.." again screeched. While Arion is busy in the kitchen making milk for baby Nawal.

The simple house they occupied, with two rooms, a minimalist kitchen, one bathroom, did not become a barrier to the senses of Arion listeners caught the screams of Fiya. He smiled at his wife's behavior.

Which she said she wanted so badly to have children, but keeping the baby was all she didn't want. Is it possible that baby Nawal is not her own biological child? Not the child of his own womb. I don't know, Arion was not a psychic who could guess the contents of his wife's heart and mind.

Either Fiya pretended not to accept baby Nawal because he was still upset or indeed because he was not ready to take care of the baby. Only Fiya knows.

"Sister, I didn't call. Early pup nih," he said again because it did not get a response from the husband.

"Yes, if the pup, clean the dong, ma," said Arion with a smile. He walked over to Fiya while shaking the baby Nawal milk bottle.

"Mama?" inner Fiya. "Sir Arion call me mama?" inner again. "Am I capable of bearing the status of being the mother of a child I am not born with?": bring it into his mind.

"I don't want to ah. Sluttish. Disgust me," interrupted Fiya. He still closed his nostrils still in the same style before.

Huhhhh

Arion breathed out quickly.

"Baby pup hasn't smelled a time. Why did it have to be covered with her nose?" arion Goda.

"Who said it doesn't smell? Bau tau," said Fiya.

"Try to prove it smells or not. Now open his hands, don't close his nose."

"No ah. Disgusts."

"Try first. Don't immediately say disgust when you haven't tried "

Fiya rejected what her husband said. He stays with his stance.

Finally Arion gave up. Instead of arguing that has no end, it is better for him to give up. Arion believes slowly, Fiya will definitely be able to accept baby Nawal sincerely. Sooner or later, he believes Fiya will be able to make peace with the circumstances.

Suddenly...

"Aaw.." cried Fiya.

"Huh, smell. Slovenly!" yells. Spontaneously he covered his nose with both palms as Arion laid directly in front of Fiya's baby nawal diaper.

"So much heart. I know I'm disgusted" she screeched again.

Weak

Fiya even ran until he came out of that room.

Arion can only smile with her husband while cleaning baby Nawal's pup. As time went on, because he was used to it, he had been adept at caring for and caring for baby Nawal.

As the saying goes, it can be because it is ordinary. That sentence was very appropriate for Arion right now. This week, for the first time he was able to bathe baby Nawal painstakingly.

During this time the midwife they called to bathe baby Nawal. While Fiya, absolutely do not want to learn to bathe baby Nawal. Reason fear.

After cleaning baby Nawal, Arion gives milk to the baby. After her milk ran out, she put baby Nawal back to bed.

"Darling..." Arion called his wife.

"Yes.." said Fiya from afar.

"Jagain baby Nawal dong, I want to take a shower!"

"Oh, I'm going to cook. Just let him be there."

"Don't do it, Fi. He's a real kid. Time left anyway?"

"Ntar spoiled, brother. Just leave it. If I take care of him, who wants to cook breakfast?" alibi Fiya again.

"Eat him quickly wake up. If you wake up quickly, there's no need to argue like this."

"Son't you blame me? Huh yeah?" Fiya's voice had already risen.

"I woke up in the afternoon and my sister wasn't angry. We even used to buy breakfast outside the sister did not protest. Why is it that I'm guilty now?"

"Sister means not that, but ..."

"Geez, I know enough. Brother does love him more than me," he said. He had wanted to step into the kitchen so he paused.

"Fiya, can you slow down the sound? Kasian Nawal, wake up."

"And the brother who started? Who wouldn't be angry try? I used to cook breakfast for us, now what? A little bit Nawal, a little bit Nawal. What do you think I am?" My sister doesn't love me anymore, does she?"

"Fi, please. Don't childish. Brother please understand. Now we're different, baby."

"How different?" still with a high voice.

"We never had a baby Nawal. It already exists. That means we have to learn...."

"Ah, stop. No one knows me. I'm tired" he said, stomping his feet. Fiya out of the house. Even the door he threw was so strong, making baby Nawal surprised and ended up crying.