Red Hooded Girl

Red Hooded Girl
117. GBM S3



The next day, Mimin and Dewa leave for Jakarta. My mother welcomed their arrival. As soon as she arrived, Mama immediately showed her the items that had been purchased for her future grandchildren.


"Do you know, our son will be a boy or a girl?" god Lontar.


"No. You do not want to tell, prospective grandchildren Mama boy or girl,” protest Mama.


"Inadvertently, Mah. The same god Mina doesn't want to know about her gender. Let's surprise, that's."


"Mama buy them both. For baby boys and for baby girls. Funny-funny yes, Hihihihi..”.


"If later baby boy god, the goods for baby girl are not used dong. And vice versa. So, you know, Mah."


"No papa. Just save for the second, third and so on. Anyway, you guys should have a lot of kids. Let Mama many grandchildren,” said Mama cheerful.


"Well, you want to have a lot of grandchildren, she said. After the Oton was born, we must immediately make the second Oton, the third and so on yes, Neng.” The god rolled his eyes.


"Oh, Aa." Mimin shames. God can tease her in front of her mother-in-law.


Mimin's seven-month pregnancy ceremony was held at Pak Satya's house. Like the wishes of the Gods, the event was held very simply. Just invite the orphans from some orphanage to share the happiness with them. It is accompanied by a prayer that God will give salvation to Mimin's pregnancy and smoothness during the labor process later.


"Alhamdulillah," said Dewa after this afternoon the seven-month Thanksgiving celebration went smoothly.


"Hi, Oton," said God while kissing Mimin's stomach.


"Hi, Dad," Mimin replied with a voice mimicking a child's voice.


"In two months we will see you. I can't wait to carry you." The gods communicate by stroking Mimin's already enlarged stomach.


"Oton also wants to quickly see a handsome father," said Mimin still by imitating the typical voice of a child.


"Oton, are you a boy or a girl anyway? If you are a girl, you must be beautiful like Mother."


"Yes, Dad."


"If you're a man, don't be more handsome than Dad, yes" God told me.


Mimin frowned. "Why??"


"If the Oton is more handsome than Aa. Afraid of Neng ga love again the same Aa," the pretext of God.


"No, Dad. For Mother, Dad is the most handsome man, handsome, charming, beautiful, shrewd shakes," said Mimin.


"Ciye, it's a dreadful dragon nih si Neng." God pinched the snooty nose of Mimin.


"A, keep going when we're shopping for baby gear. Neng, can't wait to know .. must be fun."


"Tomorrow yuk, we are shopping here only," proposed the God.


"Later to storm, won't you?"


"Part of shopping in Jakarta, part of shopping in Serang. Here shop for the small ones first, which are easy to carry. For big things, we shop in Serang aja."


"Sip sip, agreed. Don't wait for a quick drop tomorrow, let's go shopping."


Shopping for baby supplies is the most anticipated thing by them. Had Mami not banned it, maybe since Mimin was declared pregnant, they have started shopping for baby supplies.


"Yes, Neng. Aa has also prepared a name for the Oton," said Dewa.


"Srst..." Mimin touched his index finger on the lips of God. "Said Mami, don't say his name first. Pamali!"


"Mommy follows too much pamali" lamented God.


"Important Aa prepare first prospective names for our children as much. Let's just in time, we're ready to name the Oton."


"Neng, the Oton is kicking!" The hand of the God who touched Mimin's stomach felt the delicate movements of the fetus.


"Hi, Oton! What's up Oton? Same with Dad, huh? I miss Oton, too." God brought his face closer to Mimin's distended stomach.


"Neng, the Oton again misses his father. He asked to look at Aa he said," said Dewa while throwing his ignorant smile.


"Here, could it." Mimin blicked his lips.


"Allalamaicum, Oton. Father will visit you right now" said the god before drowning himself in a sea of joy with his beloved wife.


They never knew if tonight was the last night God visited the Oton who was still in the womb of the mother.


The god had just returned home to perform congregational Fajr prayers at the mosque when his phone rang several times. Actually he was lazy to answer the phone call, but because he read the incoming message from the same number as the caller, he became excited to answer the phone call.


"Hello. Assalamualaikum."


"....."


"Today?"


"....."


"How many cars are there to sell?"


"....."


"Ciamis?"


"....."


"OK, man. Ready. I went there today. I saw the car first."


"....."


"Thank you, Mang." God ended his phone call.


"Shodaqollohul adzim." Mimin closed the Qur'an mushaf which he had just finished reading. As usual, after the dawn prayer, he always took the time to read the Quran.


"Who called A?" ask Mimin. In fact, he has not yet taken off his face.


"Mang Juned, the wagon-wagon entrepreneur."


"Is he calling Aa?" ask Mimin.


The god took a sitting position next to Mimin. “Neng, ga papa yes if Aa stay for a while.”


"Where are you going?"


"You go to Ciamis, just for a second. If the business is done, Aa goes home."


"What do you want, A, to Ciamis?"


"Said Mang Juned, there is a junk car that wants to be sold. Aa's going there, see the car first."


Mimin was silent for a moment. In his heart was a little disappointed. He didn't want the gods to leave him for a moment. “Continue shopping for baby supplies how?”


"Tomorrow, we're still here. Tomorrow, buy the baby. Tomorrow or later tonight insyaallah Aa has come home here.”


“Don't, Neng is here with Mama. Neng's stomach is already big like this, Aa ga could have ngajak Neng .. kasian si Oton,” serve God.


"It's really important that car is wrecked?”


Dewa grabbed Mimin's shoulder and wrapped her arms around Mimin. "I think Neng would know. Neng must have understood. Aa wanted to pursue that effort. Aa wants to succeed there, Neng."


Mimin often heard the opinion of the gods about success. God's standard of success is when a hobby can make money. That is why, he chose not to work in his papa office. For him working behind a desk dressed in a tie was very boring.


He worked in his papa office for three days at the beginning of his first marriage. Then he gave up retreat. Luckily, he had a wife who understood him. Not demanding too much. Accept what his job is.


"Yes, Neng ready first his needs. Aa want to bring anything to go there,” said Mimin. He finally agreed to the departure of the gods.


"Not bring anything, later tonight also come home. At the latest, tomorrow we'll just be home."


"Yes, not for long. If it's all right, go home."


"Ready."


At half-eight, they joined Mama, Papa and Bang Deka for breakfast.


"Where is your pregnancy, healthy?" lontar Pak Satya to Mimin.


"Alhamdulillah be healthy, Pah," said Mimin.


"The God routinely nganter you check the content?" ask Mr. Satya back.


"Thank you routine, Pah."


"If he doesn't want to see you check the content, just get his head!"


"Huhaha...." Everyone sitting at the table laughed. The one who laughed the hardest.


"The body is too soft, Pah. Where can he shake the head of a God. If you can't, let me represent the shakes of God's head. Hahahaha... ” timpal Deka.


"The Deka's banggorin instead!" The god throws his lips.


"I'm a standby husband. Yeah, right, honey?" The god looked at Mimin for support.


"Yes. Aa mah husband standby." Mimin looked back at the god and smiled a smile.


"Fear, you just want to be good to make it doang. The turn to manage her pregnancy even the maximum,” said Mr. Satya.


"Yes, right. Example of your papah first. When Mama was pregnant, beuh .. her attention increased many times over,” timbbrung Mama.


"Yes that. Papa'kan man is responsible,” said Mr. Satya proudly.


"Ciye, Papa co tweet," God's tease.


The breakfast was so warm that it was the last bite. After breakfast, Mr. Satya and Deka leave for the office.


"Well, Mina's nitip, yes" said the god. He was ready to leave.


"Where are you going?"


"There's a business for a minute, Mah."


"Oh, yes, then. Incidentally, Mama wants to shop. Let Mina go shop with Mama."


"Tuh, horrified, darling. Want to shop with him said the same Mama. But, don't follow Mama's style, honey. Keep life simple" God's message. A nod and a smile from Mimin.


"Yes, Mah. The gods leave now, let's get the business done and get a quick ride home." The god grabbed Mama's hand and kissed the back of her hand.


"Be careful, my dear."


"Yes, Mah."


"Dear cry, Aa's leaving." The god hugged Mimin.


"Don't be long, A. Cepetan go home." The god snatched his embrace.


"Yes, Honey. I promise I'll be home soon." The god kissed Mimin's forehead gently.


Indeed, the God refused to let go of his embrace. But he must leave immediately. The more rushed, the better and the sooner he will go home. How thought.


The god let go of his embrace. Mimin grabbed the hand of God and kissed the back of his hand.


“Assalamualaikum.”


“Waalaikum greetings.”


Mimin escorted the gods into the car.


“Aa departs yes, Neng,” say goodbye to the God who is already sitting in the car and start the engine.


“Iya, A. Be careful yes.”


“Neng wait Aa here yes. Aa will be home soon,” said Dewa.


“Promise well A, will quickly go home.”


“Iya, promise.”


Mimin would never have thought, for this time God could not keep his promise.


The god waved his hand before driving forward his car. Mimin accompanied the departure of the Gods with his gaze, until the car driven by the Gods completely disappeared from his sight.


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