Not an Ordinary Woman
First battle
The time has already shown at five in the afternoon. It's time for the stalls to close and they rush to clean things up.
There are tidying benches and dining tables, some are sweeping and mopping, washing dishes and cooking furniture, some are cleaning the kitchen. All of them do without complaining and alternating every day.
Ms. Siti herself wrapped rice and vegetables for them to take home.
"Come on, we're home!" bring Bu Siti to the four.
They went home together after Siti's mom locked the door of the stall and the five separated at the crossroad.
Bu Siti did not live there because in the stall there are only two rooms, namely to sell in the front and the kitchen in the back.
Bu Siti lives in a modest house that is located right next to the mosque. The house is only inhabited by three people, namely Ms. Siti and her two single children.
Both have worked and one of them works in a company owned by his uncle or youngest sister Siti.
Ismi, Dini, and Leni return one way because of their contract near Ismi's house. Actually, Siti's bu house is not far from the intersection. Just turn left and enter the alley already arrived. But, he seemed to be following Kamila.
"Where are you going?" Ask Kamila astonished.
"You want to check!" answer mom relax.
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Kamila gasped with Siti's reply. He forgot that this afternoon Ms. Siti said that she would take him to the clinic.
"But Mom, this is Maghrib. Mama better go home! Don't bother taking care of me, Mom! Mila's not good if mom keeps watching me. Afraid the others are envious, Mom!" Kamila reasoned.
Lady Siti shook her head. "No! They won't be jealous. I have already memorized the nature of the three officers, only you who do not understand!" mother's statement made Kamila even more unwell.
There are so many problems that he covered from Bu Siti, related to his life that is increasingly tormented.
Kamila seemed to wipe away the tears coming down from the end of her manic.
"Why are you crying, Mil?" ask Ms. Siti.
Kamila shook her head with a forced smile. "Ah no, Mom! it's just an influx of dust." as soon as he turned away.
Ms. Siti let out a short breath. "Thank God, today the clinic is open!" Show Ms. Siti to a clinic not far away. "Yuk Mil, the night hunt!" take her while pulling Kamila's hand slowly.
With a heavy heart, Kamila continued to follow the steps of Bu Siti up to the clinic.
Kamila could not reason for anything anymore, because the mother forced to go in and see the obstetrician.
"How's Doc? The baby's healthy, right?!" Ms. Siti looks enthusiastic to know.
The doctor was silent for a moment and watched Kamila and Bu Siti alternately. A face that is difficult to explain is drawn there. "Is your child hard to eat or still vomits a lot, Mom?" ask the doctor to Siti.
"No, Doc! Just ordinary. Isn't that right, Mil?!" Ms. Siti answered as her face faced Kamila, then looked back at the doctor. "What's the matter, Doc?" continues asking.
Ms. Siti looked at Kamila to find out the truth through the look on her face. Clearly depicted are many secrets and anxieties that seem there.
"If it does not enter the food, the mother can drink the milk of pregnant women and consume a lot of fruits and vegetables. In addition to health, you can also resist hunger as a substitute for rice!" obviously Doctor.
Alina just kept quiet listening to the doctor. Let alone to buy milk or fruit and vegetables, eating rice alone is most in the stall of Siti bu at rest. If at home, he is not given a ration to eat by his in-laws.
If Riki asks why the food ran out, her mother likes to say that Kamila spent it. In fact, it was all a lie.
"Normally like to check where?" the doctor's question blew his daydream.
Kamila jerks. "Umm, a-anu, that's .. a-I like to check in Bi-Bidan near the house, Doc!" Kamila looked nervous as she answered the question.
"Whose midwife? I'll call him to give him the right medicine. You see, the growth of the baby is less and the weight of pregnant women should go up every month!" says Doctor.
Seeing the nervousness of Kamila, Ms. Siti spoke up. "No need, Doc! Let us check in the future here. Please provide vitamins and milk pregnant women are good according to the doctor. This is her first pregnancy, so we don't understand. After all, my days of not drinking milk were healthy. Yes, Doc!" Bu Siti chuckled at removing Kamila's awkwardness.
The doctor smiled while nodding. "Alright, Mom! I'll give you a suitable recipe for your daughter. But, it's a pretty expensive one, Mom!" says Doctor.
Kamila's getting bad. How not? Confused what to pay for? Let alone to make up for the medicine and milk, to pay for the examination he had none.
Kamila immediately waved her hand in denial. "Not us.." however, had not had time to say, Siti ma'am immediately interrupted.
"It's okay, Doc! I will pay whatever the price. As long as my daughter's content is healthy!" cut off Siti's bu.
"Alright, Mom! Please redeem in the pharmacy room!" The doctor gave a prescription sheet.
After shaking hands, they went out and redeemed drugs and milk pregnant women according to the doctor's prescription.
Bu Siti paid him without exception. He didn't ask Kamila for money for the examination fee or medicine.
"Come, we're home!" invite Siti to smile kindly and invite her out.
Kamila stopped her steps and turned to face Siti. "Mom, I ..."
"You shouldn't have covered anything up for me, Kamila. I want to make all employees comfortable and at home working with mom, it doesn't mean you just need your energy!" Lady Siti cut Kamila's words again because she knew that Kamila must be feeling bad.
"We all think you're part of the family. So tell us all about your life with us. Share all your complaints, so we can help!" say bu Siti soft.
Without saying, Kamila immediately hugged Siti's mom. Collapse has been a defense that he has been solid because of the kindness of Siti. She was crying so much in Siti's arms.
Siti's bu hand continued to gently stroke Kamila's shoulder to provide encouragement and support. "Cry, Mil. I know you're carrying a pretty heavy burden."
Kamila further tightened her embrace to Siti's mom. The person he just knew makes him comfortable and willing to accept himself as he is.
"Hiks .. hiks ... I'm ashamed, Mom!
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