The Cottage of In-Law Tak Indah

The Strangeness of a Giselle

As a young couple and live in a house that is not too wide, hose sepan passed, on weekends used to clean the house together. Just sweeping, mopping, cleaning the bathroom, changing bed linen, washing, and drying clothes. Both of them do look so compact for household affairs. If Giselle sweeps, then Gibran will mop the floor. If Giselle changes the bed linen, Gibran will put all the dirty laundry in the washing machine and wash it. All done together. Very different from when she was one with her mother-in-law.

A husband is like a god who cannot hold household chores. It is as if the husband has a higher social strata. Must not help household work, as much as possible do not inhabit the kitchen, and some other restrictions. But in their house, everything was done together. Once, Giselle refused and wanted to do it all by herself. Gibran refused. According to Gibran, there is no harm if a husband chooses to help his wife.

However, this weekend Giselle was just like a mager, and did not want to get out of bed. Throughout the morning, until noon the woman was just engrossed in coiling with her blanket patterned with flowers.

“Let's go, we cleaned the house this morning? It's almost noon,” said Gibran as he took a seat next to his wife.

However, quickly Giselle shook her head, “Today the holidays used to clean it can not the heck Mas? I feel really lazy to do anything, really mager I admit,” he said as he rolled to the right and to the left, as if feeling so comfortable with his bed.

Gibran also laughed, “Tumben .. usually you are diligent. Tumben the mager? Don't you want to enter the red cross period Dear.” The man guessed that it was possible that his wife would enter his menstrual period. Because some women do have their own habits that are different before the period.

Giselle also shook her head, “Not knowing, only I'm really missing this Mas. My body also feels cold so, sleepy continues to feel,” he said while several times yawned until his eyes felt watery.

Seeing his wife who may be in the menstrual period and also maybe soybean with his work, Gibran also approached and pulled a blanket to cover the body of his wife who complained of the cold. “Yes already, you sleep first, I let clean our house. If I just mopped the floor and cleaned the bathroom, I could. Lots of rest, let your body taste better,” he said then closed by landing a kiss of love on Giselle's forehead.

Afterwards, Gibran chose to sweep the floor in his house. From the living room, every room, to the kitchen everything is swept Gibran until it is completely clean. After that, Gibran also used a vacuum cleaner to vacuum carpets and sofas. The floor of the house was mopped using fragrant cere. After that, the man who put dirty clothes into the washing machine, once finished he also immediately dried it. Not felt, the sun was getting higher, already nyari midday Gibran clean his house.

The whole time of cleaning would have made the man hungry, realizing that Giselle might still be sleeping, so the man chose to order food and durian ice cendol. It is indeed in the scorching heat and enjoying ice cendol with durian feels good.

After the food was ordered arrived, Gibran then brought the food and also brought a plate that was filled with rice, complete with side dishes and into his room. Patiently the man woke his wife, “Let's get up first .. eat first yuk, you haven't eaten. Cook want to sleep anyway? This alone is even very noon,” he said while shaking his wife's body so that he could wake up soon.

Slowly Giselle blinked, rubbed her two eyes for a moment, and slowly opened her eyelids slowly, she smiled at her husband who was already beside her. “My old sleep huh Mas?” tanyanya so awake.

Gibran nodded, “Iya .. almost half the day you sleep. Eat first yuk,” he said while carrying a plate with various vegetables and side dishes.

“Until brought here? Even though eating at the dining table is okay, Mas,” he said as he received one plate and put it on his thighs.

Receiving the plate, Gibran opened the ice cendol durian in the cup container. For some reason, for Giselle the smell of durian cendol was stinging. Suddenly, his stomach churned and he put the plate filled with food on the bed just like that and ran to the bathroom.

“Why you? We check into yuk Hospital?” Take it to his wife.

Giselle shook her head, “Nggak .. I was just a soy sauce or maybe a catch in the wind anyway Mas,” I thought might be catching a cold.

“Where are you going now? I help,” asked Gibran who looked worried as soon as his wife was about to walk.

“I want to go to the kitchen, take warm water Mas,” he said.

With a swift, Gibran lifted Giselle's body, carried her bridal style and sat her in a chair near the dining table. The man who took a glass and filled it with warm water, then handed it to Giselle, “This .. drink it first,” he said.

However, when her sense of smell smelled the smell of Sere which she thought was unpleasant, Giselle immediately ran over and covered her mouth with her hands. The woman ran back to her bathroom and again drained the liquid from her stomach. I don't know, it feels like his stomach is churning violently. Again Gibran ran after his wife. Satisfied with removing all the fluid from her stomach, both of Giselle's legs were so limp. The woman just ripped and sat on the bathroom floor. Now she was actually crying and holding onto her limp knees.

Gibran was crouching in front of his wife, “You why? If not healthy, we go to the Hospital only yuk.” Take him again to his wife.

Giselle just shook her head and continued to cry, “Neither .. I feel like it's really all around the kitchen that stinks really Mas? The smell of Citronella (Sere)? Usually the smell of apples,” protests that feel the floor in the kitchen smells different.

Gibran nodded, “ Yes ... which apple ran out, so I put it on. Are you weird, honey? Can't stand the stinging smell, huh? Don't-don't you ..” said the man just hung up.

Slowly the man rubbed Giselle's back, “We check with Obstetrician yuk? Want huh? Or I buy a test pack, tomorrow morning you check yes,” he said who asked his wife to check first. From the direction of Gibran's talk, the man suspected that perhaps a new life was growing in his wife's womb. If it were true, Gibran would be so grateful that God finally granted his wish.

But quickly Giselle denied it, “Not Mas .. might want to enter the period and I might catch a cold,” sahutnya still holding his stomach.

As if he did not want to argue, Gibran nodded. “Yes already, it is important that you get well soon. But I'll be out for a while. I bought you a test pack. Test it first. The result of anything does not matter to me, it also helps so that you do not carelessly take medicine. Okay?” ask the man to Giselle.

Reduce the risk if the wrong diagnosis, and make his wife was not carelessly taking the drug. While if the assumption is right, then indeed his wife must get the right and right medicine, also not allowed to carelessly take drugs.

It seems that Gibran is now so convinced that Giselle is not just catching a cold or entering a period of red cross. Because, not usually Giselle nausea to vomiting like this. I have been living with Giselle for two years. Gibran knew how his wife was. If only, it was true that the third year of her marriage would be a truly beautiful year.