
"Mom? How's my son doing? Can I come in?"
"Mom's son is fine, and the baby is healthy too Mom. Please come in."
"Tea, O God, Mom's worried about Tea."
Mother went into the maternity room and approached Anjani.
Anjani who has become a mother is seen lying with a baby on it. I was relieved to see firsthand that both were okay.
"Emak calm down, said Bu Midwife Teteh no reason really." Said Anjani who was breastfeeding her child.
"Thankful if that's so, how's Tea? Boy or girl?" Ask Mom curious.
"Woman Mak, this is A Adwi again to give her name." Said Anjani while glancing towards Adwi.
"Mmm.. How do we give Laila's name? Lail's the night, our son's the night." Adwi proposes the name.
"Wahh that's good, in the Bible there is also. That's tea." My mother agreed.
"Yes Mak, Anjani likes her name." Anjani also agreed.
Finally, there was no need to wait for long, the newborn baby girl had been given a name. They also directly make a birth certificate at the home of the midwife's mother. Before leaving, Adwi had brought the important files he needed. So, he does not need to go back home to complete the data that is needed.
The mother who was already sleepy was finally able to sleep soundly. He lay on a bed that had been prepared by the mother midwife.
"Wi, why didn't your parents come here?" Ask your mother before going to bed.
"Hehe. was here this afternoon Kok Mak, but he said he wanted to go home first, maybe later this morning again." Adwi lied. Previously, Anjani only left the two on a motorcycle with Adwi.
"Ohh.. I don't think I'm coming."
Mom is asleep, Adwi feels guilty for lying to Mom. But it was also for the good of his family, he did not want Mother to worry about the condition of Anjani who was living with her in-laws.
In the morning, around 9 o'clock, Anjani and his son were allowed to go home. Apparently, Adwi's family has been coming since morning. They went home in a car that had been provided by Adwi's family.
In the car, Anjani, Mum, and Abah sit on the back bench. While in front there is Mamih, and the Father who is driving.
"Tea, you already have children, when you still want to live with in-laws?" Whisper Mom who sat next to Anjani.
"We have no sustenance Mak, later if there is also definitely will split kok Mak." Whisper Anjani to her mother.
At home, Adwi who has arrived first immediately wash clothes Anjani's former maternity covered in blood. Just this time he saw firsthand how the struggle of a woman who risked her life to bleed this much. Adwi thinks he needs to pay more attention to Anjani for the pain and hardship he has felt so far.
"A, where's abis from?" Anjani who was lying in a new room saw Adwi's arrival.
"I was abis nyuci before that." Adwi.
"Eh. when it's not necessary, let's just mother." Mommy.
"Who's Mak, what's wrong."
Adwi doesn't want to trouble anyone. He knew, Mamih would not be able to wash the used clothes. While the mother who came from the village must be respected, not burdened.
"Sir, Bah, be careful on the road huh." Said Anjani to his parents who were going home at that time.
"Yes Mak, be careful, I'm sorry I can't, because there's no vehicle." Adwi.
"Yes, yeah. Gapapa kok Nak Adwi, the same mother Abah also does not want to take nicotine." Mommy uttered
Mother and Abah left the house, and each went home on an ojeg. But, on the way Mother felt surprised, why Adwi reasoned not to be able to deliver because of vehicle constraints? At the time, it was clear that a car belonging to his family was parked in the front yard of his house.
***
One year later, Anjani and Adwi still live in the same place. At that time they were hit by a disaster, their one-year-old baby girl had patches on her skin. Every day, the patches continued to spread and slowly opened wide like a wound. The wound was draining a lot of fluid and pus, they had gone to the doctor several times to check it but the results had not changed at all.
The poor little Laila was whining and crying every day as she continued to tear her itchy body apart. Adwi and Anjani who saw her felt sad and concerned, every day the baby felt an uneasy feeling. The cloth from the clothes he was wearing always stuck to his injured skin. They don't know where to take their son anymore.
"A, this is what it is, Laila Kasian. I can't stand it." Anjani shed her tears, seeing her sleeping child occasionally trying to scratch her body.
"We try to use natural ingredients. I'll look in the garden." Adwi said directly to the garden.
Anjani is still crying inside her room while looking at Adwi's departure. In the room whose door was not closed, he saw the cynical gaze of his mother-in-law who was sitting on the sofa. He wiped his tears and went to the kitchen to do some homework.
'Why are you saying yes? Was there a mistake I made?' Anjani murmured while walking past Mamih.
At that time Mamih did not ask at all, and Anjani was reluctant to say hello. Arriving in the kitchen, Anjani only washed a few dirty dishes because there was nothing else he needed to do.
Lately Anjani rarely do homework. Because his son is fussy, he must always take care of his son. Anjani and Adwi are busy taking care of Laila, while Mamih has never cared for Laila again since Laila suffered from skin disease in her body.
Anjani thought, maybe because he was lazing around, Mamih became cynical to him. Then he tried to do homework even though he had to while holding Laila.
But, Mamih's cold demeanor and cynical gaze did not disappear at all. If not for that, Anjani felt this was because he had hitchhiked a long time inside the house.
Anjani was sad, where else would he go? While his parents who were in the village also felt upset when they lived there.
Anjani who has had a few days of unpleasant attitude from her mother tried to talk about it to Adwi.
"A, I want to split the house with my in-laws." Anjani told Adwi.
"I'm sorry, you must not be comfortable with Mamih, I also want to, but I don't have any money." Adwi said with a sad look on her face.
Anjani understood, currently the income is only enough to meet the needs of their lives and their babies. What else is currently Adwi has cost quite a lot to see several doctors.
"This is why I want to go home A," pinta Anjani, he felt that he could not stand it.
"Yes, if you want to go home, but I can't come, I can't run, there's no bike."
"No papa, I'm the same Laila. I'm going to ride ojeg."
Anjani knows, Adwi must also feel bad if you have to move again to Mother's house. As a head of a family who has not been able to fulfill the desire to live in a separate house, he certainly felt ashamed in front of his two in-laws.
Then Anjani was willing to leave Adwi alone while she went to Mother's house. Because Adwi's motorbike is being borrowed, Anjani who wants to go home is delivered by Adwi to the ojeg base. Together with the ojeg, Anjani pampit and set out with his son leaving Adwi alone.