Talak After Shah

Baby Cat

After finding out that I was pregnant again, my husband went back overprotective with me. Ms. Dian, our babysitter is now given additional duties. In addition to taking care of our two children who are toddlers, home duties are now he is the handle.

Actually I refused, because I was still strong if only taking care of the house on the sidelines of my teaching schedule. But my husband insisted on forbidding, he said I was too tired if I had to do housework, while I also had to take care of my two children if Dian came home, coupled with my condition which was pregnant young.

Fortunately, Dian did not mind when we asked her to handle my homework.

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"Well, I want star fruit, please look for it in Cheers yes" I texted my husband this afternoon while sitting casually in front of a tivi with my two children

As usual, my husband will be slow to reply to my text, maybe he is too busy, so he does not have time to check his phone.

"Other than starfruit?" finally my husband replied after three hours had passed.

"mangos, guavas, and satay" I replied

"Yes" my husband's short answer.

I'm focusing on my two kids. Si ayuk because it has been four years more, can already play alone. The adek because it is still five months so still continue with me.

"Well, do you want some milk?" bargained

Naura shook her head and slept on my thighs.

"Dad hasn't come home yet, let's want daddy" he said

"After you come home, later if you come home, let's just play with you" I replied

"You father, you want father" Naura began to whine and stomp her feet.

I stroked his head trying to persuade.

"Yes later, wait for Dad to come home" I explained

"Now!, now!" his voice began to rise and cry.

Immediately I sat his position that had collapsed. Mikail stays in my arms.

Naura's crying voice began to tighten, she indeed could not stay away from her father for long. If that's the case, I'll usually take a picture of his father and he'll talk to the photo himself.

I stepped into the room, I took a picture of my husband on the wall, I took it out and I gave it to Naura.

"Nih dad, say the same picture of dad used to be yah" persuaded me while giving a picture of his father.

He took a picture of his father and began to smile.

"Hurry home father, ayuk want in the hold, mother fat hold, ayuk no" he said in a photo of the father

I smiled seeing his behavior. Immediately I reached for the phone lying down and typed a message on my husband

"Yuk tantrum kumat Yah, busy nyari dad continues" type me and send it.

Before long my phone rang a sign calling in, I saw that it was my husband who called. I reach out and press the answer button.

"Hello well, assalamualaikum" I said

"Waalaikumussalam" answered my husband across the street

"Where is ayuk,? still berserk?" tannya

"Gega, look at my father's picture again and say the same father's picture" I replied with a laugh

"Let's go to Ayuk, I'll talk to you"

"Yuk, dad called, but I want to talk to you" I said

Quickly Naura turned towards me and immediately grabbed the phone I gave her.

"Hello dad" he said

"Hello yuk, what's the father's son?"

"Main the same photo of dad"

"Don't cry yeah, will be back again dad came home, now ayuk play first same mother, same adek, later dad came home.oh yeah, don't forget to take a shower baby"

"yes dad"

"Yeah yuk, love hpnya same mother"

"Nih bun" he said while thrusting hp at me

"yes Dad?"

"Here, let's not cry anymore. I heard his father's voice"

"Yes, thank you, Dad"

"He, uh, yes, I've continued my work" my husband closed

"Yes yeah, assalamualaikum" I said

"Girisham"

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This third pregnancy I finally got through was fine. Although the first trimester was heavy, but finally in the final trimester nothing happened to me.

According to midwives' estimates, my HPL was mid-April. And it's the end of March. That means Mikail will be a year old soon.

And this afternoon, like my father, we did not celebrate the birthday festively. We will only create a special event for us. As with the first birthday of the grandfather, we have prepared cakes and gifts for him.

Our right-left neighbor's son had dinner together. Quite simple. The important thing is to make the kids happy.

"Mother asked for his sawer" Bilkis the child next door raised his hand to me

I was shocked and immediately chuckled with his courage. It was at that time that we turned on the music, so the kids jogged.

"Our mother asked too" cried another

"Yes, be patient, take a moment" I replied

Then I went in and out again with the money in my hand. They instantly rowdy saw me out carrying money. They started to move forward towards me

"One-one" I said

My husband, who was holding Mikail, laughed when he saw me with children.

Then I started handing out five thousand bills to them. They soared in excitement as soon as they got the money from me.

"We where's bun?" say the mothers who deliver their children while laughing.

I raised my hands and laughed at them.

"Abis" I answered

"Ah, not fair" they said with a laugh.

After the birthday party is over, the mothers and their children I invite to eat. We ate together while joking and chatting lightly. When they were done, they all went home and the children brought the snacks one by one.

Madam Dian and my mother are tired people, finished the event they both cleaned the house and washed the dishes.

Since I was already pregnant old, I helped them by sweeping the house. While my husband and two children immediately entered the room and opened the gifts that had been brought by the neighboring children.

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I was in the delivery room, I saw the two nurses who a year ago helped me with my second birth were there too.

I squeezed the bedsheets in pain. Many times I grimaced when the pain came

"It's four openings" said one of them after examining my birth canal.

"Hopefully not for long" he said

I just cleared my throat because the pain came back. I could feel the pain coming five times. This pain is more than the first and second. Or maybe I'm the one who forgot the pain, because the pain was incredible.

The lyrics of the clock on the wall showed the number eleven at night, I was still grimacing in pain, there was no sign of me giving birth at that time. I pray in my heart. While my husband continued beside me while trying to strengthen me.

My mother was there too, she was both with my sister Yana. My mother was so agitated that I saw her grimacing in pain.

"Where are we?" much

As I recall that I was at home before leaving for the clinic, the two of them had already gone to sleep.

"There was Dian whom I told to take care of them" my husband replied

I went back to grimacing in pain as the contractions came.

At one night, one of the nurses who had been waiting for me checked my opening

"Open seven" he said

I was wasting a breath of frustration, how much longer I had to wait for my inner self. While the pain is getting worse.

Within five minutes of the examination, I pushed.

"Don't miss me" they said

"People want to make it up, how else" I replied annoyed

"If not yet the time not to force ngeden ya mbak, will tear it a lot" said one of them who had checked me.

Back I'm menisen. Soon the other nurse got up and went back to check my opening

"Open nine" he said

"Quick call Rini ma'am, mbak Indah already opening nine"

Rini's midwife's house is next to her clinic. He did not wait for patients who want partus, he will come when it has opened nine

In pain I could still see one of them talking on the phone. Soon Rini's mom showed up and she started checking on me.

I couldn't stand it anymore, I started to push back right then.

Ms. Rini patiently helped with my birth. My husband and sister Yana who was then at the side also helped.

"The baby's old in this belly" Rini said as she picked up our son.

"The water of his decency is already murky, and a little bit" he added.

I didn't answer anything, I was still too tired and weak to answer his question.

At exactly 01:35 our third child was born safely.

Brother Yana immediately hugged me haru, my mother who was waiting outside immediately entered when the sound of crying sounded. My husband breathed a sigh of relief and stroked my head full of love.

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"Buk, this week we want a ceremony thanksgiving, please dg Bapak, same mbak Ningsih and mas Indra, continue the same mbak Laras and mas Rudi, we want to be grateful, we ask for his presence" my husband said this morning when he called his mother

"What size are you?" ask my mother-in-law across the street

"The thanksgiving of my children's wedding and also the thanksgiving of our house are open" my husband replied.

I who was not far from him who was giving asi heard their conversation because of the diloudspeaker with my husband.

"Your second child's wedding?" tannya

"Yes, this third one too" my husband replied

"What?? third child? so you have another child?"

"Yes, it was April 15th that he was born" my husband said

"Your wife is usually just mbayen, every year bayen, abis your money just for the feein he bayen" my in-laws heard grumbling

"Is that it?" my husband said while looking at me unkindly.

I pretended not to see and kept patting Adam who was still ngenyot to me

"Your mother is still one of all her children, is your bojomu kok every year mbayen, every year mbayen, already like your bojom kittens" still heard my in-laws grumbling.

"Just say yes buk same family, please presence. Assalamualaikum" said my husband who did not want to linger to hear the babbling of his mother.

After putting the phone on the dresser, my husband approached me who was still lying down. Immediately on Adam's cheek and stroked my head.

"Don't be offended by my mother's words" he said.

I nodded. I can imagine what my frustration in-laws are like.

"Baby cat" those words came back to my ears. I smiled amusedly as I muttered that word in my heart.

It seems like my in-laws' words are true, I'm like a baby cat. Which gives birth every year..Haha