Not a Savings Woman

Bandages

''This is your room, '' Haris said as he opened the back door. 

Ainaya's eyes skimmed through the narrow and seedy room. There is a closet and also a small bed, it is certain it is a maid room. Because, as long as Jihan pretends to be pregnant she does not employ people in her house. Afraid his charade will be exposed. 

Haris put Ainaya's bag on the bed and went out, while Ainaya went in and sat on the edge of the bed. 

''Remember, never say anything to Jihan. Just do your job well, Haris' message reminded again. 

Ainaya simply nodded without a sound. Supply oxygen to breathe because his chest is too crowded with Haris treatment.

''Ainaya,'' cried Jehan from outside. 

Haris rushes to open the refrigerator door to avoid the wife who walks to the back. 

''I, Ma'am, replied Ainaya walking slowly towards the door. 

''You can sleep in Bilal's room to take care of it, because Haris and I will still sleep on top.

''Fine, ma'am, '' Ainaya replied kindly and smiled. Glancing at Haris who sipped the drink in a position behind him. 

''You want to eat, Mom. Msu I ordered?'' Jihan approached Haris who looked panicked. 

''No need, I'm still full.'' Rubbing her stomach and embracing Jihan and taking her out. 

While Ainaya put his clothes into the closet. For the time being he is not thinking about anything and will focus on taking care of his son. 

''My son Bilal's name is real. Nice name, but baby her mother's name isn't me, but Jihan.'' 

The clear circle again washed down Ainaya's cheeks. Every time he remembered the hidden covenant his heart ached like a prick. 

''I have to be strong, I have to get through this. The wheel is turning. One day things will turn around.'' Rubbed his cheeks and continued his activities. Continue to strengthen yourself that is still fragile because it is slapped with bitter reality.

All the clothes had gone into the closet, but Ainaya was still in a daze looking for something in the tankya. 

''Kok can not exist, but I had prepared,'' grumbled Ainaya revealing clothes that have been neatly arranged. 

He was downcast, while now it was time to replace him. 

''Is there anyone else in this house?''

Ainaya exited his room and walked towards the back porch. He was looking for someone who might help him. 

Apparently there was no one there. Ainaya leaned his back against the wall. Looking for a way to get what was left behind. 

''I'll just call aunt.'' Ainaya went into his room again and took his cell phone. But bad, the flat thing died. That means he has no other way but to ask for help from Jihan and her current boss.

Ainaya walked towards the front room. There was no one there, until his head looked up towards the second floor. 

''Is not-don't Jihan's mom sleep? But Bilal's room was open. Is he inside?''

He walked to Bilal's room. Just a few steps sounded from the middle room. Ainaya turned towards the source of the voice. It turned out that it was Haris who was staring at him from a distance. 

If I ask for help, Haris, he won't. If Jihan's mom doesn't seem polite, either. 

Ainaya thought carefully before asking for help from her employer and her husband. He had to approach Haris. 

''Sorry, Mister. Can I ask for help?'' Polite as a superior and subordinate.

It sounded strange in Haris' ear, but the man was just speechless staring at Ainaya's cheeks that looked fatter than before. 

Ainaya bit her lower lip and it stunned Haris even more. Moreover, the woman looks more beautiful after giving birth. 

''My shepherd missed. Would you like to help me buy it?'' ask Ainaya straightforwardly. 

Than it is trouble is better thanks to honesty. 

Haris furrowed his eyebrows together to hear Ainaya's ridiculous request. 

''You can order online, why tell me?'' ask Haris back. 

Is it like this I have to explain, you idiot. 

Ayu can only curse in the heart. 

''If online would be a long time coming, sir. While I need it now, '' insisted Ainaya reassured. 

At a crucial time like this he could not possibly wait long, especially up to several hours. 

''All right, I'll buy it. You take care of Bilal!'' tell Haris to turn his head towards the baby who is sleeping on the bed. 

''OK, Mr.'' Ainaya rushed in and approached the baby. Stroking her cheeks and then to her nose and lips, stopping in her eyes that were similar to her husband's. 

''You look just like your dad, son. Hopefully you can get affection from mama Jihan as you give, said Ainaya kissed Bilal's cheeks alternately.

Ainaya huddled beside Bilal while waiting for Haris to come. 

Haris went into a supermarket. This was the first time he had been ordered to buy a pad. Moreover, it was not Jihan who told but other women. 

''What can I do for you, sir?'' greet the employees when they see the confusion Haris. 

Haris turned his head to the left right making sure no one heard him. Once it was confirmed there was no one, he said the goal was coming. 

''Please' Sir. I drove the store employee smiled with Haris's behavior, he also drove the guest to a place on the edge. 

''Please which one do you want?'' ask the employee to indicate where the item is being searched. 

Haris took one at a time and read it. He chose a few different brands. Bought a lot so Ainaya wouldn't want to tell him again. 

''There is only one. Time told me to buy this, '' he muttered staring at the sanitary napkin that had entered the basket, 

Like when entering, when the cashier was looking for a place that was a little quiet, embarrassed if anyone saw him carrying women's belongings. 

''How much, Ma'am?'' ask Haris while pulling a large bag of crackles. 

''The total is seven hundred thousand, Mr.'' gives structure to Haris as proof of purchase. 

After paying with the right money, Haris went straight out of the place, and hoped that no one would see him. 

Haris sat in front of the steering wheel, but suddenly he thought about the bandage. 

''Why does Jihan never wear this? She never menstruates. Isn't she normal and should have come months like any other woman. 

Haris did not understand the problem, but he had read an article explaining the problem as above. 

Nearly fifteen minutes into the street, Haris had already arrived home. He walked straight to Ainaya's room. Put the purchase on the woman's bed. Then he went to Bilal's room.

Haris stopped at the doorway staring at the sleeping Ainaya while hugging Bilal. Both look comfortable and soothing.