The Malang Widow

Baby Shanum

The voice of the Adhan in my ear slowly began to drift away. Her voice slowly began to melt me from all my fatigue that a few hours ago berjibaku with my labor process.

Although I tried my hardest to resist my drowsiness, but in the end I slept with my baby that I still hold in the blanket.

Meanwhile Uwais started to open her eyes slowly. He was already used to me waking up at dawn to be able to follow me to pray together with me.

But this time he could only look at me with a strange look. He looked at me with a little fear. Slowly he approached me and this time his gaze was fixed on the baby I was holding in a state of wriggling on my chest.

Uwais smiled at the baby I was holding. Without hesitation he began to rub his hair that was still slightly covered in mucus and dried it. Sometimes he pokes both of his tiny cheeks.

"Oek...Oek.." the loud crying sound of my baby started waking me up. My eyes slowly began to open with a hint of sunlight that had started peering out of my bedroom window and highlighting my eyes caused a glare.

"Uwais???" My eyes widened to find Uwais who had somehow tried to play with her newborn baby sister.

"Permy...The baby was born, right...?" she said with a plain and smiling face looking at my baby.

"Yes son... You go to Pakde's place now, tell budhe yes if Uwais's baby grandpa was born.." My sentence told him to tell this news to my brother.

He nodded his head in agreement, and immediately his feet stepped towards my brother's house which was not far from my house. A few moments later he returned to the room.

"Pulse... The door's still locked...Uwais can not open itself." he said innocently.

I slowly tried to wake myself up. Although several times my eyes seemed to be twitching, I tried my hardest to be able to support my body in order to step.

Although I finally managed to stand up. For a moment I left my baby in his thick blanket next to Umar who was sleeping with his innocent face.

My feet were trembling, my hands were slowly fumbling against the wall to help me support my body in order to continue to step towards the locked door of my house.

A few slow steps I finally reached my door and managed to open it for Uwais. She smiled and excitedly stepped into my sister's house.

"Oek.uk..." Suddenly the sound of crying from my baby came back. I set my breath to gather my strength.

The hunger mixed with weakness when it made me not immediately go back to the room to see the state of my baby, but instead I sat for a moment in front of the family room table to eat some of the biscuits on the table.

As soon as possible I chewed the biscuits to prop up my stomach that was hungry and almost out of energy after labor earlier. After swallowing some biscuits, I put my foot back into the room.

I also found Umar starting to wake up and look at the whereabouts of my baby. Her eyes seemed happy to see my baby crying.

"flower??? You're your own brother?!" The spontaneous sound of my sister-in-law surprised me who was cleaning some of the rags scattered under my bed.

"Yes, mbak." I said softly.

He ran to the kitchen to get some food for me and made me a glass of milk.

"Here you eat first to increase your energy." he said while thrusting some cake and a glass of milk into my hand.

Soon I grabbed it, and I greedily ate the cake and immediately I sipped the milk with lightning. Hunger and weakness prompted me to immediately put the food into my stomach which had almost lost energy since the early morning incident.

"Kog can you go out on your own, can't you ask for help??" ask my brother-in-law who mukai help me clean my labor dirt and put some of the scattered cloth into a bucket.

"Semalem HPku ngedrop mbk, want to ask for help also I was not able to, my baby was born first." said I tried to explain.

"How to now? I'm calling a midwife, right?" His offer to me in a panic.

"Yes, please call the nearest midwife." I said, who began to clean my baby and wrap the baby clothes on his body.

While waiting for the equipment, I checked my birth canal to make sure there was a tear or not. There are only a few wounds that do not require stitches to handle them. My heart was a little relieved, although the pain I still felt on that part.

"It's already..." My sister-in-law handed me the equipment I ordered.

For several hours I was waiting for the presence of a midwife who never visited, finally I tried to cut the umbilical cord of my baby with my own hands.

"Sir, please Umar and Uwais secured first." I asked before I cut the umbilical cord on my baby.

Instantly my brother-in-law brought the two of them back to his house and at the same time gave news to my brother who had just returned from the mosque.

Immediately I cut the umbilical cord with scissors that are new and have never used it. There was no doubt about me, because I used to do that a lot while working in the hospital.

"Oek...Oh.co..." The crying of my baby broke my room.

After everything was done, I now began to breastfeed my baby comfortably and began to be relieved by my circumstances.

Along with my brother, some of my family began to come to see my condition.

"Gee... The midwife looked alone." the words of one of my family who visited me at the time.

"It's not because you want to mengelahirin yourself mbak... But it is a tight state." I said evasively while continuing to breastfeed my baby.

Some of them saw me pitying, but there were also those with cynical gazes.

"Sir, please tell Bik Yaah to help me at home with the same care Uwais and Umar, because I will bother after this for sure...." I asked my sister-in-law who had just returned home to bring me some food.

"alright... Later I call, all of you to finish your dirty clothes that are dirty.." said my sister-in-law who is used to relying on Bik Yamah as energy to ease the homework if the hassle.

"Yuk mending you we take to the hospital first with the baby, let's check the condition first..." Pinta my brother who has prepared his car to immediately slide to the hospital.

"No need, I think I'm fine... No need to go to the hospital, I buy vitamins just to add my stamina.." said me to him who had felt my body improved.

"Yes if you are sure..."

"InshaAllah is sure mas.." I said confidently. He seemed to be stepping out to buy some vitamins that I had recorded on a piece of paper.

"Permy...Umi's...Dedek is beautiful..." Said Uwais and who had just come back and already looked neatly bathed by Bik Yaah.

"Yes son...You say hello first dong dedeknya.." I said with a cheerful face.

"Oiya... Assalamu'alaikum dedek beautiful.." he said with a sparkling face.

"Walaikumsalam brother.." I tried to reply with a tone mimicking the language style of a baby.

"Yes, brother, who do we want to name?" I asked while thinking.

"Uwais doesn't know umi...I love the name..."

"What do you think of Dellisa Shanum? shanum's calling." said I who had indeed predicted the name in my mind when I was pregnant first.

"Yes um... Her name is beautiful, just like her grandpa is also beautiful." said Uwais who looked so happy.