
Mala got word that Azam was coming home in retreat, she wanted to ask permission from her husband if after forty days would stay at his brother's house.
"What?! You want to go to your brother's house?" asked Azam in shock.
"Yes mas, bang Ridho invited her to stay at his house. She said Selvi wanted me to stay there for Azam outside the city" Mala said.
Azam was silent, he felt very anxious to talk to Ridho. But can not go home quickly, because it turns out the agreement in the down two days again. Total him out of town means five days.
"Mas, can you?" ask Mala.
"Yes, maybe you also need a refresher of mind. I allow it." said Azam.
He was worried that maybe Ridho would hold his wife back. Really, he wants to go home soon. But can't, let him talk to Ridho later.
"Thank you, if you want to go home. I also went home" Mala said, giving her peace of mind so that her husband would not worry about her.
"Yes, take care of yourself in your brother's house" Azam said, finally allowing Mala to go to stay at his brother's house.
Mala hung up her phone, she was relieved. Although Ridho said don't tell Azam, Mala can't. She must ask permission first to her husband, what else after giving birth she must go out of her house.
Now he is preparing to prepare his clothes and clothes Ameer who will be brought to his brother's house for two days or three days.
Bi Darsih helped him, he saw Mala was very happy to be staying at her brother's house tomorrow morning.
"Would you like to stay at Mr Ridho's house?" ask bi Darsih.
"Yes bi, I've permission the same mas Azam." replied Mala.
"When did Azam come home?" ask bi Darsih again.
"She was extended there, so two days later. I came home maybe two days later before Azam came home" Mala said.
"Mom, is this because it has something to do with Azam's mas?"
Silently, she turned to her maid and smiled. Mala never covered any secrets on bi Darsih, she considered bi Darsih like her mother who always advised her if she was sad or wanted to give up on Azam's attitude.
"Maybe bi, bang Ridho just wants to talk to mas Azam. That if I'm at his house, let him come to Ridho's bang house" Mala said.
"Indeed ma'am, Azam must be given a chance to improve. In the early days of marriage, aunty saw the same mother Azam look harmonious. Mas Azam who is considerate and likes mother's cooking, but because of what so changed" said bi Darsih.
"Because the agreement is bi, the time has come. Mas Azam was still hoping that Najwa would come back to him, and I was pregnant again. That's why he turned and was indifferent to me, maybe at that time everything was not in accordance with his plan" Mala said.
"Yes, maybe that's too. But really, mbak Najwa does not want to be the same mas Azam. Though Azam mas is handsome as well, well established and have a company" said bi Darsih.
"Maybe there's something different with her husband now bi" Mala guessed.
"Yes, her husband mbak Najwa also did not lose handsome really. But she looks so polite, auntie's seen that wedding reception."
"I didn't get invited at the time?"
"Maybe weigh there's Azam's mas, ma'am."
"Totally so."
Both of them were silent, they were glaring with their own thoughts. Until the sound of Ameer's cry blew them away. Bi Darsih swiftly got up and immediately took Ameer from the crib.
"Waah, it's like I'm hungry" said bi Darsih.
Bi Darsih gives Ameer to Mala, she undresses the top and immediately gives breast milk to her starving child.
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Two days Mala was at Ridho's house, she was very happy to be at his brother's house. What's more her sister-in-law, Selvi is also very happy that her husband's sister is staying at her house.
"Well, Ameer's already puffed up. Must be drinking a lot of milk" said Selvi.
"Yes, sister, if he drinks too long" said Mala.
Selvi held the baby, she was very happy. Because she is also now pregnant young, she can only get pregnant after going through a pregnancy program by an obstetrician. Fortunately, it immediately succeeded, after two years of marriage with Ridho has not been given a child.
"It's nice to have such a big, fast baby, nice in her cradle. If you're a red baby, you're afraid of falling in your arms" Selvi said.
"I was originally so brother, but bi Darsih told and taught me to make a carry Ameer so as not to be stiff. Every night I have to drink breast milk, so I have to take it myself from the box" Mala said.
Selvi smiled, hearing Mala was pregnant, she also wanted to have children and consult with an obstetrician.
"How many weeks has she been pregnant?" ask Mala.
"You two months means eight weeks, the doctor says you can't be tired first. Afraid that the fetus will be weak and miscarry" Selvi said.
"Yes, I didn't know I was pregnant. Uh, it was fainting so I knew from there that I was pregnant" Mala said.
"It's lucky you got pregnant, Mala" Selvi said.
"I'm not lucky, brother, I'm not loved by Azam" said Mala took a deep breath.
"Don't think about it, he must love you. According to the brother, you brought you to the house exactly. Let Azam come to pick you up and talk to Ridho. I think they need to talk" Selvi said again.
"Yes, but I have permission from Azam to stay here. He's allowed, but it looks heavy."
"Yes, it must be your husband's permission."
"Therefore I said first, if the purpose of bang Ridho bring me back here. Yes, it must be Azam came to pick me up." said Mala.
"Yes. It must be the permission of the husband if he wants to leave, what else is now easy to tell by calling."
"But two days I was here. Mas Azam has not called yes, usually he wants every magrib to call." said Mala was surprised by her husband.
Suddenly he was worried that he would change again, and his face changed. Selvi saw the change in face of Mala, her sister-in-law.
"Maybe she's busy Mala" Selvi said, calming her sister-in-law down.
"Yes kali sak" Mala responded.
But she is worried too, usually Azam calls and video calls with her to show Ameer to her. So it feels strange that these two days Azam did not call him again.
The sound of crying Ameer disperse Mala's mind, Selvi who was holding Ameer was now returning a baby weighing five kilos now. Really fat the body of that forty-five-day-old baby.
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