Sharing Love: Winning Without Love
Papa Siaga's
Tonight Khaira can rest because baby Arsyila sleep hours are still many. Slowly, Khaira put Arsyila to sleep in the baby box. Make sure the baby is sleeping. Then he took an electric pumping device to store his ASI.
While sitting and playing gadgets, Khaira pumped. Peristaltic movement of the pumping tool can produce ASI little by little so that Khaira feels relieved because its ASI can be removed.
"What did you just say, darling?" radit asked as soon as he went back into the room.
"I just pumped, Mas .. because if not removed later I can get the worst fever can get Mastitis (inflammation in breast tissue. This condition is often experienced by nursing mothers so that it interferes with the process of giving breast MILK to babies)." he said while waiting for all of his ASI has been pumped.
Radit who was observing his wife, gently rubbed the top of his head. "The struggle of a noble mother is very dear."
Khaira looked at her husband's face with a smile. "All Mothers will do their best for their children, Mas .. even give their lives a Mother would be willing."
Hearing his wife's words, Radit then took a seat at Khaira's side. "Truly, all mothers are great people. You too, my dear. You're so great..." Radit paused his words for a moment. "Honey, for Arsyila's thanks later I want to share with the children in the Orphanage what can?"
Khaira listened to her husband. "By Mas .. can be very. Let's go to the Orphanage, Mas. Directly involved there."
Radit nodded his head. "Yes ... later go directly to the Orphanage, but wait for Arsyila stronger first and you recover first. As long as you don't recover, I won't let you go anywhere."
"Ishhh, it's so bad Mas .. I can't go down. Wherever you can't. I'm not papa." Said Khaira while keeping ASIP in an ASI pocket and put the date there.
"I'm worried Honey .. yesterday I saw the thread and needle that Doctor Indri brought it was painful. Keep fighting you yesterday, remember you who limp and almost close your eyes, my heart is so tight Dear .. I'm afraid anything happens to you." He said seriously.
Khaira smiled as she held her husband's hand. "I really wasn't strong yesterday, Mom. My whole body is in pain. Mocked a few times still hasn't come out her Arsyila. Grateful to finally be able to finish the fight. God still allows me to meet Arsyila and accompany you." Khaira said tearfully.
"And I kept the ASIP first, Mas." Khaira stood up and kept the ASIP in the fridge, then sat back down next to her husband.
"All that?" radit asked his wife.
Khaira nodded her head. "Yes ... What do you want? Drinks or what, I can make." said Khaira offered something to her husband because in fact Khaira still did not feel good to be cared for by her husband in such a way.
Radit immediately shook his head. "I don't want anything, honey. Here aja .. hug Honey. Kangen...."
Without hesitation, Radit grabbed onto his wife's body and hugged her tightly. "You smell baby, honey. Kayak Arsyila." he said while kissing his wife's forehead.
While Khaira just chuckles amusedly. "Abis now says Arsyila, Mas .. has a baby, so I smell like a baby."
"What is the baby's sleep, baby? At midnight, what's up too?" radit asked while still hugging his wife.
"If abis was born gini, still follow his activities during the womb first, Mas. After 40 days, it will change. Later we apply Sleep Training aja Mas, so that Arsyila learn time from the baby, have the right sleep hours as well." said Khaira who still linger in the arms of her husband.
Radit was listening to his wife. "If it's night, Arsyila's clock is broken, we have time together, baby. Can date you."
Khaira slightly raised her head to look at her husband's face. "It's fine, it can't be more yes Mas .. I'm still in the postpartum period (niphasic period), detained yes" she said while smiling seductively at her husband.
According to the two of them walking towards their bed, Radit turned off the lights and just turned on the sleeping lights on the side of the nightstand.
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Near night, Khaira suddenly awakens to the sound of a baby crying. The woman still blinked and began to wake up, but by her side her husband was no longer there. Radit's bed is empty.
Then Khaira sat down, rubbed his eyes for a while, then he would get out of bed apparently Radit had first woke up and was carrying Arsyila.
"You're carrying Baby Arsyila, Mas?" Khaira said as she walked closer to her husband.
Radit looked at Khaira. "Yes, as soon as he cried, I woke up earlier. I was fat first, but still crying. I can't bear to wake you up, you're a really good boboknya." he said with a smile looking at his wife's face.
"Here Mas, the Baby. I love ASI first. Thanks, you Papa's on high alert...."
Arsyila has now changed hands, Khaira takes her and gives her ASI. The crying soon subsided and the little baby sucked the breast milk so strongly.
Radit was still waiting and sitting by his wife's side. Khaira suddenly frowned. "You're going to bed, tomorrow work for the office, right? Let me give you ASI and bed Arsyila first."
Radit shook his head. "I'm still on holiday, baby, take ten days off. Hopefully during that time, you have recovered" he said.
Not long after Arsyila went back to sleep and Khaira put her slowly back into the baby box.
"Let's go back, Mas, it's still midnight...." He patted his empty bed.
Radit immediately took his place on Khaira's side. Bringing his wife back in his bed. While hoping Arsyila is not fussy and wake up when it is morning.
The dark night had passed, the sun began to turn and its light slowly entered through the gaps of their curtains. Khaira wakes up and takes a bath first, while her husband and Arsyila are still asleep.
A few minutes passed, when Khaira came out of the bathroom apparently her husband was awake. Khaira smiled and greeted him. "Morning Mas." she said as she sat in front of the dresser.
"Dear One." he said as he stood up from his bed, then looked at Arsyila's baby box. "Hi, Papa's son .. wake up yuk Nak, it's morning" he said.
Khaira who saw it from the reflection of the mirror, smiled to see the interaction of her husband and baby.
After greeting Arsyila, Radit then approached his wife. The man stole a kiss on his wife's cheek. "I'll take a shower, honey...." He said as he chuckled into the bathroom.
In about 15 minutes, Radit had returned and his face was fresh. "I've prepared warm water for Arsyila's bath too, honey" she said as soon as she came out of the bathroom.
Khaira nodded her head. "Makasih Mas .. You Papa is very alert. Love U Papa's...."