CUTS

CUTS
Likes Being With Grief


Days change months and without feeling the time of delivery


Cut has finally arrived. In the same hospital where the husband


also work there. Cut gave birth to a baby boy. During


during labor, Faisal faithfully accompanied Cut with the rest of the family. Infants


nosed like the mother and white followed the skin of the father


his name was Muhammad Iskandar Kutaraja.


At the same time, a man in full uniform


the middle of checking the tattered backpack was startled by the ringing of a cell phone


hers.


Ting…


Rendra could only sigh when he saw the contents


the message contained a picture of the wife dancing with a man in the


a club. The next photo contains a scene of their hot kiss.


“What's up?” a pat on his shoulder resuscitated Rendra


being pensive.


“This!” Rendra handed the phone to Wahid.


“Solve well without emotion! You can't


blame your wife completely. They need us while we can't


always with them. It's only natural that he turns to another man,” Rendra stares no


believe what Wahid says.


“You support my wife cheating? How about that


cheating is your wife?”


“I don't support your wife cheating. And about


my wife, you don't have to worry because I chose the right woman to


being the wife of a soldier like us. Your fate wrongly chose a wife


so don't blame him completely.”


“Cih, I think you will defend me.”


“So what do you want? Making a scene? Hit that guy


because you took your wife? Comeon! Infidelity would not happen if only


only men want to. There must be a desire from both sides. And what


you can continue the marriage with a woman who is clearly already


cheating behind your back? If I did, no! I better find another.”


Rendra was speechless, Wahid's words all along


being his close friend was able to lower Rendra's ego as a man


husband of Risma.


“Do not defend someone if he does not want to


defensible. Let go and find another one!” wahid said last time before


they led a line of soldiers who were about to return to the base after almost a year


working in Papua.


While at the house Mak Cek Siti located at the west end


Indonesia, all the big families are gathering in the event akikah boys


Cut and Faisal. The two new parents looked happy with their presence


Muhammad Iskandar Kutaraja's. The two in-laws also look happy with


the long-awaited presence of the grandson.


The baby who was still red was not even able to


raised his hand due to the weight of the gold bracelet gift from grandfather and


her grandmother. “Buk, sir, his name is Muhammad Iskandar Kutaraja and that means him


male. Why are you wearing her gold? Better give it to me?”


seloroh Faisal with both parents.


While sneering, “You bought yourself! Make grandchildren, everybody


we will give. You all have your own money, so don't ask


same us again.”


Faisal's mother's words made everyone present laugh.


“Is can't use that, Buk. 15 Grams of gold is weight for a baby


like her. It's better that I keep it,” Faisal continued.


“Cannot! You will wear to another marriage.”


“Bukkk.”


Faisal no longer wanted to argue with his mother


her mother blatantly called it another marriage. Like


suspect, he was like being slapped by the words of the mother. Faisal and Cut


Faisal.


“As his name suggests, he is the King of our family, yes


right Sir?” ask Pure Mother to her husband.


“Yes, he will get a bigger inheritance from


his father,” said Mr. Fahri Back.


“Then, if later he has a sister again how? What


will the Father and Mother love his sister if all you love for her


Iskandar?” asked Julie who from earlier only noticed how the two people were


his parents were very pleased with Iskandar's presence.


“You rest easy, we will still have a lot of legacy


for his sisters later. If you are envious, get married soon your son will be


get the same rights as Iskandar,” reply the mother who made Kak


Julie was silent. Sister Julie will never respond to people's words


old when it comes to marriage.


The event is down to the ground with Muhammad Iskandar


Kutaraja takes place lively with an atmosphere full of familiarity created from


every member of the family. The look on Faisal's happy face suddenly disappeared


when three guests came to his house. Wira and Hendri come together with


The shinta. The faces of his two best friends look different than they usually meet. Cut


having another hunch when seeing the interaction of the husband with the three people who


recognized by her husband as a college friend.


The newly birthing cut cannot move freely


so that he could only stare at them from afar and then disappear behind


crowd of other guests.


“Congratulations you've become a father. Your son really


lucky to have complete parents as well as grandparents who love him so much,”


shinta looked at Faisal's face.


“While the unborn child must accept


the fact if he does not have a father who admits it especially grandparents who


will consider him as king,” continued Shinta Back.


Faisal frowned, “What do you mean?” ask


Faisal as his steps were directed to Shinta's stomach.


Shinta nodded softly and Faisal's face went straight


changed with round eyes in surprise. Faisal looked around then


ask again to be sure. “No way, I always wear


safety and you also use KB right?” faisal asked in a lowered voice.


“You forgot to wear it when we picketed and it was me


no more injections.”


Faisal rubbed his face, frustrated by the news


he heard it right when he was happy with his first child together


Cut.


“You're sure she's my baby?”


Plaque…


A loud slap hit Faisal's cheek. “I'm not


cheap lady! Just like you I became cheap because I was willing to sleep


with husband people.”


Faisal's face flushed red, his two friends brought Shintia along


get out of the house without a word.


“Where are friends Dad?” ask Cut to the husband.


“Em. Oh yeah, they're tipped


greetings and apologize for not being able to greet you directly. Last time, Shinta was a little


they were not feeling well, so they took him to the hospital.


Meanwhile, in a car. Heroic


calming the crying Shinta, “Forget Faisal! Your life and the baby


in your stomach is more important than Faisal's confession. Let him, one day he


will receive a reply.” said Hendri while driving a car to Medan. Shinta


some were in the arms of the Hero in the back seat until they finally


fell asleep.


“I didn't expect, Faisal was that coward!”