Rascal In Love's

The Room Dwellers (2 of 2)

That afternoon, Anggun was only able to see firsthand the figure of Isma's husband and mother-in-law.

“This is Bu?” ask Isma.

“This goat milk mixed with honey, you're the ASI did not come out. You let her cry starving? It's a good drink for health, here mom give it to your son.”

“But ma'am, Isma read from Instagram that the baby should not be given any intake other than ASI, later can-“

“You are! This mother has raised 6 children of one of your own husbands! My mother's experience is more than yours! Moms urucin all by themselves from them orok loh!”

“Bu, I still doubt you,”

“Udah you just shut up, I know best! You are only a day so the mothers already know you want to ngajari-“

And Anggun also pressed the emergency button.

A few seconds later, a nun approached the room and went straight to the Graceful Room.

“Ya Bu Anggun? Can you help?” asked the Sister, looking friendly and different treatment compared to other mothers. Maybe because Anggun lunge since last night was quite imprinted in the minds of the Sisters.

“That's Sus,” Gracefully pointed at her front booth. “That needs the help of these mothers in front of me, because the mother-in-law insists her baby should drink Honey Mixed Goat Milk because her mother's breast milk has not come out.” Said the Anggun while pointing at his front room.

“Hah? Goat milk mixed Honey?!” The nurse immediately turned to the front room, and looked at the milk bottle with yellowish liquid that was being fed into the mouth of the baby a few hours old.

“Jeez!! Can't be Mom!!”scream the Sister.

“Ah! My children are not blessed from birth! The proof is healthy to large!” Omel the In-law, his voice sounded until he came out of the room.

“Yes so the infant mortality rate in the past was greater in number than today! Statistics show that there is a 90% decrease in infant mortality from the 50s! This new birth is registered in puskesmas loh bu, not yet in the corners of the villages!” her sister said as she took the bottle from the hand of the in-law.

“Suster don't let!  Isma is less fertile! Sok-sok’an use a cesarean operation all the way asI did not come out!” the Mother-in-law took back the milk bottle.

“As long as it's still in the hospital environment, we'll never allow things to be done outside of the procedure! Including giving Goat Milk with Honey! Or any other food and drinks, besides ASI and sufor ya ibuuuu!”

“We pay dearly here instead treated like this?! This is not right for the hospital!!”

“Hey, noisy! The expensive ones here are not only you, we are the ones who pay dearly too! Until mother gives all sorts of weird drinks to the baby before my eyes, I will brand this mother-in-law as a Murder Trial Suspect huh Ma'am! Testify me.” Anggun kalem said, while eating chips.

“And Me!” The mother-in-law next to Anggun also said. “I am willing to testify that something is wrong with the baby.”

“Yes, I am too!” The mothers up ahead also said. “Paksu how? How can you be silent like you don't have fangs? Your son is being tortured by your own mother, Paksu!”

“Yes how, she's my mother,”

“So you're okay if your son is being tortured? Wow, men are not right. My nyesel one room with this family.” The sizzle of one of the mothers.

“Isma.” Call Graceful. “That's your son, you who risked your life to give birth to him. Not your mother-in-law, not your husband. You have the right to determine whatever happens to your child. We give it back to you, Isma.”

“Ya mbak, if here I am safe, but if you go home how fate I mbaaak, I live still one house with in-laws.”

“As far as you can, don't ask us. You know the risk, you're responsible for everything. You will be blamed. Think mbak, Mending blamed or expelled? You can answer yourself.” Said the mothers-in-law beside the Graceful room.

Gracefully breathless. “I don't think. Kok adaaaa ya In-laws who have the same newborn baby grandson himself loh. Where is his heart really? Jahaaaattt once man in front of me this. While the other in-laws loved their own grandchildren bigger than their own children, Lah kok even gave goat milk with honey. Unimaginable if already in the house the baby is given bananas and rice like. Waduuuh tegaaa very! The evil is amazing human models like this. May we be kept away from in-laws like this yes mothers.”.

“Aaamiiin”. All at once.

Ms. Isma also snatched the tiny baby from her in-laws' arms.

“This is my son. If you want to give goat milk, please give it to your own child. Tuh Mas Saiful there, please love the goat milk, this teatnya still there!” said Ms. Isma. “Dan Mas, you're disappointing me now. The moment I even gave my life to your own son! You can't even mediate between your mother and me!”

“Isma, you should know the condition, it can not be that easy, You can not swallow the provocation of people! They don't know the condition of our family! You have not yet produced milk!” said her husband, Ms. Isma.

“Yes you can buy me sufor! For your own son only stingy time anyway? Do I have to test my DNA?!”

“If you do not obey your mother, you do not need to stay at home mom!” said mother-in-law.

“Bu! The house belongs to Saiful! Kan Mas Saiful has returned the name of the father!”

“Ya Saiful is my real son! You are just a wife! You're someone else to me!” hardik mother-in-law.

“Mother loves Mas Saiful so much, I should understand my situation!” sahut Isma's.

“Kok your temper so changed anyway Isma?” Ask Paksu whose name is Saiful.

“If it's about my son, I don't want to be patient anymore! I'll give you my hand for his safety!” sahut Isma's.

“Ishma! I'm tired of working for money! Don't be charged with household affairs anymore dong! That's your business as a woman! The house is your job! You should be able to hold everything! And you are a newcomer in my house you should obey your parents!” sahut Saiful's.

“Waduuh nih case!” exclaim everything.

“What storms?” Mr. Banyu, go into Anggun's room and raise his eyebrows when he saw the force of Ms. Isma. “Loh? Saiful? Your wife is finally born here too? Said he wanted to be midwifed?”

“Eh? Mr Banyu? How come you're here?” Saiful straight up.

“You look at my son. This is my son..” Mr. Banyu stroked the head of Anggun.

“Wuuuuh,” heard the cry of the mothers of Isma's successful team. While Saiful and the Mother-in-law became tense. The man did not expect the son of the conglomerate, from his CEO in an office whose wealth of hundreds of Billion could stay in a class II room during childbirth, rooming with his wife as well.

“Who Pah?” ask Anggun.

“OB in Papah office,” said Mr. Banyu.

Then everyone looked towards Saiful. Graceful smiled cynically.

“Pah, is there a vacancy for his wife Mas Saiful? S1 Management, never worked as a supervisor at retail.” His Anggun while smiling widely.

“Well, if she works, what's the baby?” hiss Mr. Banyu.

“Just leave it in our house while he works, ART Papah is mostly!”

Perhaps, the boy who often appears in Anggun dreams is Adya.