
On the other hand, Zaki who had not had time to shower, was busy taking care of Sifa who had been crying since. Zaki fondled Sifa who inexplicably whined continuously.
“Cup cup... Why do we cry? What's that sick? Can't say anymore, how to try.” Zaki talked to himself while carrying Sifa here and there. Sometimes he wiggled baby toys in front of the boy's face, but still Sifa's cries did not stop. Zaki took the pacifier and plugged the tip of the pacifier into Sifa's mouth, the boy kept his head away from the pacifier bottle and continued to cry.
“Yes God, this is a baby why? cry mulu?” Zaki confusion. He even to death showed his ugly face to make Sifa laugh, reddening lips, tongue-raising, and a variety of other expressions but Sifa still did not want to laugh. Her crying is getting worse. Zaki brought Sifa out, to the back of the house in search of a fresh breeze, Sifa's whining did not subside either.
“Mas, that's why the baby's nagging?” asked Mbak Lulu, the next door neighbor who happened to be drying clothes behind his house.
“No idea, Ma'am. From that moment on. Cup cup cup.”
“Lah, where is Cyranya? So cute are you looking for a baby like that?”
“Mmm... Cyra again..” Zaki was confused as to what to answer. There's no way he said that if he and Cyra were exchanging positions, there could be widespread household problems. And they can be impromptu celebrities due to gosipin in every corner of the housing complex.
“Against cooking?” ask Mama Lili.
“Eh, no. More out, shopping needs home.”
“Why not go shopping together?”
“No, bother if bring Sifa.”
“Mas Zaki does not work? Tumben at home.”
“Neg. Another vacation. Yes I brought Sifa in first.”
“Ya yes.”
Zaki walked into the house with a faint smile looking at Sifa who had started to shut up. Not only did I miss taking care of Sifa, Zaki was also troubled while cooking. Amidst his activities that were slicing chilies, Sifa cried and asked to be carried. The kitchen work was abandoned because he had to take care of Sifa.
After cradling Sifa for up to an hour, Zaki was finally able to continue cooking even in a hurry for fear that Sifa would wake up before she finished cooking. And sure enough, he had just turned off the gas and vegetable stove still on the cauldron, there was the sound of Sifa's cry that was awakened by being surprised to hear the loud sound of sutil colliding with the cauldron when Zaki accidentally put the object with a single throw due to rush.
Sifa's cry grew stronger because she was not also taken from the swing.
“Yes yes, briefly. don't nag!” zaki exclaimed as he hurriedly poured the vegetables into the bowl. Vegetables will wither if left too long on a still hot cauldron. As a result of his hasty movements, his arm was knocked off the cauldron which was still very hot. Zaki put all the dirty equipment into the sink and let all the dirty stuff pile up there. Then he washed his hands with soap so as not to make Sifa's skin spiciness if exposed to the palms of his hands used to hold the chili.
While grabbing the vegetable bowl and side dish he had just cooked and putting it on the dining table, Zaki ran away from the kitchen and headed to the room to pick up Sifa.
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