Two Ribs

#8

Days, months and even years have changed since my mother's departure. I decided to quit my job after one month of my mother's death. I focus on taking care of my home, my father and my little family. If my time is free, I help you in the company. Sometimes I replace the father to come to the office just checking finances and various other things.

My small family life is getting better, Bang Handi also began to experience an increase in income after starting to participate in various projects with his father and brother Andi. Even as time went on, we were able to buy the car back.

All I was grateful for, until the next year, after three years of my mother's departure, I again had a baby. Allah SWT gave us a son. And again this tiny baby became the grab of my sister.

"Azwa is no longer loved. Om izal dear ade aja" Again Kakaf teases Azwa since the birth of his sister.

Azwa who was in Bang Handi's arms immediately cried. And I could only throw a pillow at Kakaf while glaring at my eyes.

"Don't you love me, Om Izal still loves Azwa"

I tried to persuade Azwa who did not want to stop crying and make her baby sister also cry. Imagine how crowded the sound of crying in the house at that time.

"Eh, why is Uwa's son crying in two?"

Brother Andi with Kak Mia entered my room after accompanying my father to eat after this.

"Tu, Izalah's laxative is nosy" I complained to Brother Andi.

"His son Julak, Om Izal Ganteng plenary universal"

"Kalo ganteng plenary universal kok no wife until now?"

The father who entered my room immediately took Azwa and took her out of the room. Suddenly we all laughed at the words of the father and the kakaf could only remain silent while pursing his mouth.

That was the day I started again with the presence of another tiny baby. And what I feel right now is my mother's absence to help me take care of her sister Azwa whom we named Azka.

Once Azka kept crying. I'm confused what to do. All the ways I tried. Grooved his body with telon oil, changing clothes until the diapers also gave milk to drink. I also joined in crying to see Azka who continued to cry. Then he came and hugged Azka. I read a few verses in Azka's ear while stroking her shoulders slowly. I just silently watched the father and gradually Azka stopped crying and fell asleep in the arms of the father.

"In the recitation of the Quran, if the child cries, do not cry. Read Al Fatihah with four other short letters." You advised me while putting Azka on the bed.

I just nodded silently, patting my son's soft pat.

"De, that's Izal long time no go home"

I sat on my dresser chair.

"Later to call sir, it should be last week Kakaf came home sir."

"Try you call, ask why not go home, let me take care of yengaw first."

(the father's call to my son)

I got out of bed, picked up my phone, while walking out of the room I looked for the mobile phone number kakaf, my handsome brother universal.

"The call you're on is off or out of reach"

I tried again three times.

"No, sir"

I went back into my room and saw my father.

"Mr also called, but did not connect. Try calling his office"

"Sir Andi yes sir, a minute call my brother to come here"

Father just nodded. I know from your face if you are worried.

I called Andi immediately. Not long after that Brother Andi came with Brother Mia and her son.

"Azwa where's de?" Brother Mia entered while wailing in search of Azwa.

"The same way his father. Buy ade's pampers."

" Izal why?" Brother Mia asked me again.

"No going home, no wonder. Usually two weeks come. I called, Ade too, but not active. So you want Brother Andi to call his office."

Brother Andi and Father simultaneously entered my room with a face that is difficult to understand.

"How are you, sir?"

I sat down and took a deep breath.

I got out of bed and sat down in front of my father.

"What's up, sir?"

I hold my father's hand.

"Izal accident" Andi's sister who answered my question.

I sat down and bowed my head on my thigh.

Yes, what news is this.

"Assynogaic"

I heard the voices of Brother Alif and Brother Fian coming.

"Girishal"

We also answered the greetings.

"Come, we'll talk outside"

He raised both of my hands to stand up. I rushed to wipe away my tears that suddenly flowed by themselves.

"What did the office guy say"

Brother Alif immediately asked Brother Andi.

Apparently after calling Kakaf's workplace office, Kak Andi immediately called Kak Alif and Kak Fian to come.

"They said Izal had an accident in the middle of the sea."

"Why isn't my family being told?"

Brother Alif who is a lawyer began to show his face.

"They're still taking care of the evacuation first."

"Ah, what is the reason. Only one person worked in that office. Let's get ready, let's go to Izal's workplace. I broke the company."

"Alif, make sure first what your situation is like. After that we act"

Father said softly.

"Yes sir, Alif will take care of everything. At home there is Handi kan de, Mia let here first ade and father ade. The three of us went to Izal's place."

Brother Alif gave the order. Who was directly nodded at the head by me and sister Mia.

"You're news as soon as possible, brother"

I shed tears again. While letting go my three brothers out the door.

In front of the fence they meet Bang Handi. Brother Andi explained what happened to Bang Handi while kissing Azwa's anxiety, as well as Brother Alif and brother Fian who always kissed their niece's anxiety.

I took over Azwa from Bang Handi.

"Oh my own way, brother, inside there is a wawa Mia and Kai. Come in by yourself"

I asked Azwa to come inside the house. Because I already have Ade, Azwa I started calling brother.

I also stood with bang Handi until the car that was riding on my three older brothers disappeared at the end of the highway.

"Sorry must be fine. Pray a lot, baby"

Bang Handi grabbed my shoulder as we walked in.

I see you still sitting in the living room with brother Mia who has been holding Azka and Azwa who are sitting spoiled in her kai lap.

I jokingly teased Azwa with Kak Andi's son. He was laughing but his eyes were clearly worried. Worried about the situation of one of the father's sons who did not know how he was now.

I sat looking at my father in silence. Hoping that in his old age, he no longer got any shocking news.

And I wish it happened to me. I don't want to lose anymore either.