Not a Savings Woman

Men

Ainaya smiled when he saw the calendar on the side table of the bed. It seems like he has been married to Haris for five months. Even though his gray days remain grateful because there is a great gift created in his household. 

He took it and counted it carefully. 

"It turns out my baby is 18 weeks old, which means her gender is known."

Ainaya stroked her increasingly bulging stomach. Channeling his happiness was also his vague sadness. 

"I have to tell Mas Haris." Ainaya stood up from his seat. Tidy up her hair and then come out. 

Haris was still lying in the living room chair. It just so happened that last night the man was staying at Ainaya's house out of worry. 

Hope Haris will deliver me. 

Ainaya slowly walked over to Haris and shook the man's arm slowly. 

"Wake, Mas!" said Ainaya lirih. 

Haris opened his eyes slowly. Collect his scattered life before greeting the wife. 

"Sorry, last night I didn't know you were coming" Ainaya said, feeling guilty. 

"No papa," Haris replied in a hoarse voice. Because last night he came home too late and did not wake Ainaya up first. 

"Today's my schedule for seeing a doctor. You accompany me!" pinta Ainaya is hopeful. 

Haris picked up her phone that was on the desk. It turned out that there was no message from Jihan to make her agree to Ainaya's request immediately. 

"I'll take a shower first." 

Haris went to the back, followed by Ainaya from behind while carrying a towel. 

While waiting for Haris to clean himself, he made toast and tea the husband's favorite. Cooking is easy because the conditions are not too strong to move. Occasionally staring at the closed bathroom door. 

"Let me change clothes first." Ainaya closed the food and went to the room. He opened the closet to pick up some clothes hanging there. 

Almost five shirts have been tried, but the results are nil. None of the clothes fit, especially on the stomach. 

''Which one do you use?'' Ainaya was confused and looked for a rather large shirt again. 

''What are you saying, Nay?'' ask Haris from the doorway. 

Ainaya snorted in annoyance. 

''My book doesn't fit. I'm confused.''

Haris stared at the brown dress in Ainaya's hand. ''No one can fit, you search again. I wait at the dinner table.'' Leaving Ainaya the name of trouble. 

Ainaya took a deep breath and entered again. He was forced to wear a slightly narrow shirt on his stomach. At least there are clothes to wear. Then, approach Haris who is at the dining table. Drink warm milk specifically pregnant women. 

''Maybe for a few days I'm not here. Take care of yourself, Haris said as he sipped his tea. 

''Yes,'' Ainaya replied briefly. 

They went to the hospital where Ainaya checked. Previously, he had made an appointment so that it was not difficult to meet the doctor. 

Unlike other pregnant women who get gentle treatment from the husband. Haris remained the same, walking far behind Ainaya. They are like strangers who do not know each other. 

''Is Doctor Fraza there, Sus?'' ask Ainaya to the nurse in front of the room. 

''Yes, Miss. Please enter!'' Sister opened the door for Ainaya.

Haris followed from behind. They sat in front of Dr. Fraza who was checking some data on pregnant women. 

''Lately there are still complaints, Miss?'' ask Dr. Fraza to make sure. 

''Then I'll check it out.'' 

Ainaya followed Doctor Fraza's steps towards the examination room. He lay down on the gurney, while Haris stood beside him helping the nurse open the dress and cover the lower body with a blanket. 

Then, the nurse rubs the gel on the patient's abdomen. A step back gave doctor Fraza room to check. 

Ainaya and Haris focused on the computer in front of them. Listening to the words of doctors who explain about their fetuses. Although not fully understood, Haris nodded his head without asking. 

''Your boy's gender, sir. But that's just a prediction, only God knows better. May you be healthy until birth.''

Aamiins. 

Haris smiled happily. After years of expecting the presence of a baby, he will soon be hugging a son. Although it was not born from the womb of Jihan at least it was her own flesh blood. 

After a few minutes of examination, Dr. Fraza cleaned the remaining gel in the patient's stomach and closed it again. 

Ainaya wakes up with Haris' help. He sat on the edge of the bed tidying up his clothes which were quite messy. 

They went back to Fraza's doctor's room and took a prescription for the vitamins that had to be redeemed. 

''Thank you, Doc, '' Haris said before exiting the room. 

Ainaya left the hospital with a flowery heart. Imagining her baby's tiny face similar to Haris, must be adorable. However, the smile from the corner of his lips vanished when he realized that the speed of the car was not in the direction of his house. 

''Where are we going?'' asked Ainaya while looking outwards. 

''Ke mall,'' replied Haris briefly.  

Mall, don't-don't Mas Haris want to buy me a gift for giving me a boy. 

Ainaya chose silence and followed wherever Haris went. Hope to get the most beautiful surprise.

Before disembarking, Haris contacted Jihan first. 

''Hello, Honey. Where are you and your mom?'' ask Haris gently. 

''Mama and I are already at the mall as you requested, Jihan replied from behind the phone.

Previously Haris had sent a message, telling Jihan and her parents to the mall after getting news about the gender of the baby that Ainaya was carrying.

''Then we meet on the second floor, '' said Hari later. 

''Fine, Mas. I wait.'' 

After getting an answer from Jihan, Haris got out of the car. So did Ainaya who followed him from behind. 

''You will take a taxi home. There's Jihan inside.'' Haris's utterance made Ainaya's heart slit. 

''Yes.''

Ainaya still followed Haris' steps. Before going to the second floor they stopped by a jewelry store on the first floor. 

Ainaya could only smile when he saw Haris choosing jewelry. Imagine when the man gave a gift to her. She pretended not to see and turned her eyes away as her husband walked out of the store. 

''No, I went upstairs first. Mama and Jihan are waiting. You go home first, rest.'' Giving a few pieces of money to Ainaya then passed. 

There was nothing Ainaya felt other than the pain of seeing her husband's attitude that was more concerned with his barren wife than he who was currently giving a child. 

So curious, Ainaya followed Haris to the second floor. How shocked to see them laughing happily at each other over his suffering who is now struggling to care for his fetus alone. 

Ainaya chose to go with deep wound scratches.