Sharing Love: My Husband Married Without My Permission

293. Traditional Oles Medicine

Returning from the midwife, in fact Azka has not been cured of her pain. Although his body was not too hot as it was this morning, but his fussiness still dominated. He did not want to eat, did not want to drink ASI, invited to do not want to lie down, carried also still crying. Duh, it really feels like taking care of a child like this is very difficult, troublesome and also confusing. I'm really tired, but all this is a risk of a mother wanting a child, right? It feels like just crying in the corner, if the term young people today.

"You're tired, huh? Sleep first, let Kaka Mother take care of it," said the mother as she reached out to take Azka from my sling.

"What's wrong, Mom? I'm tired too, I'm."

"Already, Yu. You must take care of your health as well, remember you are not alone. There was Gara's sister and Azka's sister" said the mother again, then forced to take Azka. Azka also did not cry when she switched to mother's hand. With a long string of batik cloth mother carried Azka.

"You're with Grandma, yuk. Look at the cow, will you?" ask mom in a persuasive tone. Azka was silent, not fussy.

"You eat first, keep sleeping. A good rest. Don't worry about Azka. I'm leaving first" said the mother later.

I nodded, indeed this body was limp from earlier, but strangely became strong when there was Azka. Now that Azka was in my mother's arms, I again felt myself weak to beg for forgiveness.

"Mbak Sari! Please make warm honey for Kaka! Bring the change of pants, eat it too. We're going to Bi Sari's house!" mother shouted at Madam Sari who I saw bending her head at the kitchen door.

"Ready!" The two women shouted at each other to mention all the needs that must be brought to Bi Sari's house. Azka did not like formula milk, I was a little worried about it, when I gave birth later it felt impossible to share ASI with two children. Can I split ASI for them?

"Mom went yes. Ma'am Sari, then later!" yelled mother again to Mbak Sari after saying goodbye to me.

"Yes. I will be followed!" the young woman shouted from the kitchen.

Mother then went while holding Azka and holding Gara's hand out. I heard a mother talking to someone, I don't know who. However, soon my husband was seen entering the house carrying something in his hand.

"You hungry, aren't you?" tanyanya then gave me a bag of crackles. I opened it, the smell of peanut butter smelled under the nose.

"Hungry, dong," I said with a happy smile. It was from earlier taking care of Azka I did not need to eat.

"I brought the plate first."

"No need, just eat gini," said I make Arga who will rise now sit back in the chair. With a small bite I tore the plastic at the end and began to enjoy the spicy half batagor.

"Enak, right? I found it at the end of the road, it's filling with gasoline" he asked again. I just nodded, feeling the typical mackerel fish inside the batagor batter.

"Enak, different from the same in our city" I said. Ah, mentioning our hometown is kangen as well.

"Pa, have you called Sister Sus yet? I don't know about Mom" I asked her.

"It has. Good mother, really. Just ask where we are often. Not at home." Arga took the fried food inside another plastic and ate it.

"When are we going home?" my many.

"Aren't you here?"

"Not at home. I love living here, but I think of my mom too" I said.

"I'm the same. Later, wait for Azka to heal first. Just got home. Do you want to go to the waterfall again?" ask Arga.

"Don't know. Azka is sick again."

"Can we go to the same mother, Sari too, we can go for a while if you want," he said again. I shook my head, making her forehead wrinkle.

"No, I'm worried about leaving Azka. It still hurts that time is left. The journey there is also far away. Not enough two hours to go home," I said again. It wants to, but if you have to leave Azka it does not feel like it too.

"really? Don't want to?" ask Arga again. I shook my head again. "Yes, already. Next time, though. If there will be free time for the new year we come here, you know the fit lebaran later," he said.

"Once, finish the meal. After this sleep, yes. I'm going after mom, afraid Azka's fussy pity mom. Take a good rest" he said, then stood up and kissed my head gently.

"Yes, if Azka's fussy you take her home, yeah." Arga nodded and left near me.

Finished with the meal, I went to the room. It was very tired, so when I just lay down before long I fell asleep.

...***...

I woke up a little surprised, the clock on the wall became the focus of my goal. Astaghfirullah, I slept for three hours. It was late in the afternoon and no one woke me up.

I was thinking about going to sleep for an hour, after that it will catch up with Arga and the others, but why until bablas like this? Duh ....

I put on my veil and walked out, my goal was to catch up with my mother. However, it turns out they are now in the living room with Azka who looks to have taken a bath.

"Eh, I'm home. How come nobody woke Ayu up?" just pissed. I approached the people who were sitting and asked Azka to play.

"Have come home from earlier, did not wake up Mama because Mama sleep really fast. Isn't that right, Ka?" arga said to speak to Azka. The boy just shouted out loudly, as if he knew what his father was talking about.

"Azka not fussy, Mom?" ask my mother.

"Fussy little, it was already brushed with the same assem, eucalyptus, and onion. Sleep there after eating, too" said the mother, giving Azka a toy. Seen next to Azka there is a bowl with a cut of red onion and asem fruit.

"Oh, can this wear off?" point to that thing.

"This is said to be ancient medicine, if the child has a fever again. I just found out, said Bi Sari," said the mother again. I looked at the astonished mother, the old man too, but why don't you know?

"Mom was married once your father was taken to the city, so do not live with your grandmother. Where tau use kayak so that the child's fever subsides. No one taught me" said the mother again. It seemed to see my frown that was wrinkled earlier so as to explain without me asking.

"Oh, but don't get hot and irritated?" I asked carefully, afraid if Azka's skin becomes a rash and so on.

"I don't think there is, anyway. I bathed him, no redness. It's natural, Ma. Maybe Azka fits this. It's not hot anymore, "sambar Arga. I put the back of my hand on Azka's forehead, indeed the heat was much reduced from this morning. Either this is from the medicine that the midwife gives, or from the natural oils that the mother gives. However, it is also worth trying this natural treatment, so as not to depend on the drug.

Is it the same with eucalyptus, onions and achem for the little one's fever?