the toughness of the eldest daughter
The first 3 kids
august 10, 2002...
Tri rahhayuni's...
the 3rd sister to me and also the first child of my mother and stepmother..
my mother felt pain and it seemed like she was about to give birth.I was told by my father to prepare necessities such as boiling water, baby clothes, soap, cloths to be used... that day I panicked because my sister was going to be born....
my father went to the house of grandma Ros who works as a child shaman.krna the distance of his house is not so far then it did not take a long time grandma ros had arrived at home...and immediately examined my mother while praying and frightened to feel this precarious atmosphere standing outside the room and then the sound of crying babies..
eaakkk.. eakkkk.. eakkkk...
I cried because my grandmother said allhamdulillah mother and baby healthy and safe, then grandma ros also bathed my new sister who was born.then I was told to throw water used to bathe, then I was told to throw water, tidying up all that has been used. giving birth with shaman is a little different that there is an antidote such as salt, chilli, shell of 3-eye batok, cayenne leaves I do not really remember everything...
some time my sister was born and was ready to bathe, in the building, dibedakin. my father put my sister and buried (brother) meat that came out first before the baby... then covered with zinc and given a lamp or candle at night.I don't know what it is but because living for generations we do that...
one week after the birth of my sister my mother plans to hold a Thanksgiving event tomorrow.
this morning I have to wake up early, because today there will be a show down my sister's bath...
in my city the show down shower and marhaban girls must be fast before the baby is 40 days different from the baby boys can be up to 3 months....
after school I help to decorate the rattan bouayan and also the lidi that will be given snacks for guests later...
finally it is 3 o'clock the invited guests will come soon.I swiftly change clothes and welcome the front door guests...
assalamualaikum.. I answered waalaikumussalam.. please enter ibuk-buk.and enjoy the dish...
today I was so busy.filling the chili that almost ran out. until the day before the magrib.event is finished.live the event for the fathers later tonight finished the magrib prayer.....
my mother prepared to tidy up my sister and equipment for the process of cutting hair, such as scissors, young coconuts, 7-stacking cloth dag also tray place...
soon the guests will come, my father welcomes the invited guests and we are behind to prepare the food and other, and,,
sbari show will start I hold my sister who just finished breastfeeding.
before the process of cutting the heads of hair reciting prayers, sholawat and berzzi.... finished eating events like this usually give an egg in a plastic glass that has been decorated and named my sister containing slices of pandan leaves.
One-on-one was given to guests as they were about to go home, ahggggh,, it is with great pleasure that many have helped like Ayuk and my cousin sister.
after we finished all gathered to talk and also take pictures together, the era took pictures using justel and flim sheets in the form of cliches.. when you want to wash it must see its cliche with light so that it looks like a photo to be washed.
