PaMud PaPa Young
Stay at Tary's House

"Why ABC's brother D? because 'A'krab continues to 'B'joke and then comes the sense of 'Love and finally 'D'itinggal.'

Zainel stood in front of the basket and bent down to look into it.

“Hah baby."

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"What about this?" Zainel looked confused to see the baby in the cage crying.

"Cup cup cup, don't cry." Zainel tried to make the baby stop crying.

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Instead of stopping crying the baby even louder the sound of crying. Zainel became even more panicked when she saw the baby crying.

"Ah, I want to carry but I can't carry a baby." Zainel was about to hold the baby but she did not know how to hold the baby. So Zainel was afraid to hold the baby.

"Better I knock on Era's door." Zainel walked towards the door of Era's house.

Zaine was already standing in front of the door of the Era house, Zainel knocked on the door of the house while clamoring for Era but there was no response. Zainel moved to her grandmother's house she did the same thing on her grandmother's doorstep but there was no response either.

Zainel came back to her door and saw the baby in the basket crying. Zainel lifted the basket, and Zainel ran in the rain carrying the baby basket towards Tary's house.

Tok.......... Tok

"Tary."Zainel was already standing at the door of Tary's house holding a basket full of babies, Zainel knocked on Tary's door.

While Tary who was still in the family room heard the sound of her door being knocked. Tary got up from her seat she walked towards the door of her house.

"Tary open the door." Zainel.

"Who are you?" Tary rubbed the curtains in her window, trying to peek at the person at her doorstep through the windowpanes.

"It's me Zainel."

"Are you in the middle of the night at my house?" Tary opened the door of the house, she looked at Zainel who was standing holding a basket.

"This you see." Zainel took a step forward and he pointed the basket at Tary.

"Well, what baby?" Tary looked into the basket with a baby.

"I don't know, can you silence this baby? he kept crying."

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"Here let me carry." Tary took the baby out of the basket and held the baby.

"Well, how can we hold a baby?" Zainel was surprised to see Tary who could hold the baby.

"Bisalah, I used to carry my niece who was a baby like gini, brother-in-law and mbak I was busy working so me and mama who took care of her son from the baby."Tary walked while holding the baby.

"You are fit to be a mother." Zainel was still standing at Tary's doorstep.

"Why are you still standing there? come on in." Tary was already in the living room, she turned her back to see Zainel who was still at the door of Tary's house.

"My clothes are wet, if I come in your house is wet." The clothes worn by Zainel were soaked that she was reluctant to enter Tary's house.

"Just come in." Tary told Zainel to go into her house.

"But___." Zainel hesitates to enter Tary's house.

"Nothing but, as soon as you get into my house." Tary forces Zainel into her house.

"All right, assalamu'alaikum." After saying hello Zainel walked into the house.

They were sitting on the sofa in the living room, Tary was sitting while holding the baby.

"What's your baby boy?" Tary spoke while looking into Zainel's eyes.

"Yes not."

"Well, who's the kid?"

"Don't know."

"Where did you find this baby?"

"At the door of my rented house."

"That's right the parents of this baby throw the baby in front of the door of your rented house." Tary turned to look at the baby in her cradle.

"If they don't want to have a mending don't have to make a child." Zainel spoke while looking at the baby who looked like a herd in Tary's sling.

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"Why is he crying?" Zainel stood up and walked over to the sofa Tary was sitting on.

"Cup cup don't cry. How do you think he's thirsty?" Tary stood up from the sofa waving her hand which was holding the baby.

"Well, you've given me to drink the baby."

"Do you know what a baby drinks?"

"Yes, milk is cooked so you don't know."

"Where's the milk?"

"Nothing. What's he gonna drink?" Zainel looked at the basket on the table, Zainel looked for milk in the basket but Zainel found no milk in the basket.

"You're so fat first." Tary approached the baby towards Zainel.

"I can't carry a baby." Zainel walked a step back.

"You sit here first." Tary told Zainel to sit on the couch.

"I'm sitting down." Zainel sat on the couch.

Tary put the baby in Zainel's hands. After that Tary walked away towards the kitchen. Tary was already in the living room with a tray containing two glasses, in the two glasses there is different water in the glass. Tary put the tray on the table.

Sitting on the same sofa as Zainel, Tary feeds the water with a spoon toward the baby's mouth. Gradually water enters the baby's mouth. Tary continued to feed the water into the baby's mouth.

"Like he's not thirsty anymore." Tary saw the white water she was feeding on spray by the baby.

"Yes, now try to put this baby to bed." She felt sleepy and asked Tary to put the baby to sleep.

"Here let me carry." Tary put the spoon into the glass. Tary then took the baby from Zainel's hand. Tary held the baby while shaking her arms.

"Where did he sleep?" Zainel turned to look at the baby in Tary's arms.

"Ssttt, small is your voice. Nantik he can wake up." Tary asks Zainel to turn down her voice.

"Alhamdulillah finally the baby sleeps too. Can I stay here?" Hearing that the rain had not stopped, Zainel asked for permission to stay at Tary's house.

"No way, if we get caught alone in the house, make sure we'll both be in the gate." Tary is terrified when Zainel asks for permission to stay at Tary's house.

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