
Najma was busy receiving guests from earlier, alternately arriving, starting employees of his shop, Aunt Samira and om Indra, family papa Rahman and mama Hamida, followed by employees of nurses and the administration of the operating room of the general hospital, ardi became the head of the central surgical installation. They change, go home and come. And the last guest that afternoon was Sabrina.
When Sabrina came, Mama Hamida was going to the convection office to meet an important client. So Najma was alone accompanied by two housekeepers and children.
"Hi Mba" said Sabrina, who was sitting in the living room.
"Hi Dok" said Najma as she greeted Ardi's co-worker.
"Anyone Doc?" ask Najma then.
"Yes, reportedly, friends from the operating room have been here, I was left because I still have to visit inpatients" said Dr. Sabrina.
"Oh, yes, there were about ten nurses and admin who came here, so please, they bothered to come here on the sidelines of their busy making baby Icha," said Najma, he tried to be friendly, but in the corner of his heart still kept a little pain because of Sabrina's treatment of him, even though he had forgiven, but still could not forget it.
"Sir Ardi hasn't come home yet?" ask doctor Sabrina.
"Not yet, the first day he entered after the holidays accompanied me at home, busier times," Najma said.
"Yes, this is Ardi's turn to guard the polyclinic, I stopped by for a while, the patient queue was fifty, until the afternoon may have just finished," added Sabrina.
"Yes," said Najma, she was a little annoyed to see that Sabrina was more aware of her husband's situation in the hospital, however she had liked and pursued her husband, she said, and do not rule out the current possibility he has not given up on his feelings for Ardi.
"Oaaa...owaaaa.." sounding baby Icha cry from the nursery.
"Director, it looks like baby Icha is hungry, oh yeah, it's breast milk time, I'll take her first,"
"Ah yes please Mba," said Dr. Sabrina. Ten minutes later Najma came out of the nursery with baby Icha in her cradle.
"Sorry doc, I left for a long time, all the diapers changed," said Najma, he felt bad leaving guests alone.
"Ga pa pa Mba, this is I saw a photo album under the table, sorry I opened, it turns out the contents of your wedding photos," said doctor Sabrina.
"Yes, look, look" said Najma, then sat back on the sofa.
"I'm sorry nyuin here huh," Najma slightly clumsily uncovers her khimar and unzips her robe, then starts breastfeeding baby Icha.
Sabrina just smiled and watched Najma.
"Awww.ssssshh..." Najma grimaced in pain as the baby began breastfeeding.
"Why Mba? Bitten?" ask Doctor Sabrina.
"No, there are no baby teeth yet, just say mama maybe his tongue is still rough, so it hurts the first time you suck," replied Najma.
"Oh so," Sabrina's doctor continued to look at the photos of Ardi's marriage to Najma, the heartbreaking pain of seeing the man she had always loved hanging out at the bar with other women. But he tried not to show his heartache and jealousy.
"Fortunate Mba Najma, has a handsome husband, rich, and well-established, lives sitting sweet at home, has got a lot of treasure and love, heheheh," said doctor Sabrina.
"You're the wrong doctor, I don't sit at home, in addition to taking care of my husband and children, I also have a souvenir shop in the middle of the city, I also help my in-laws take care of their business," najma.
"Oh, I see," Sabrina's doctor just gripped her, then closed the photo album on her lap and put it back under the table as before.
"It's starting late afternoon, waiting for brother Ardi also did not come, I say goodbye first Mba, eh yes this is a gift for baby Icha, eh what's the name?" ask Sabrina's doctor and hand over the gift to Najma.
"Thank you doc, Nafisah his name, why rush the hell doc? Don't wait for Ardi to come,"
"I have surgery tomorrow morning, I want to study first,"
"Oh well, Ms. Ani..." Najma called Bu Ani who was in the kitchen.
"Yes Mba Ama," Bu Ani approached towards Najma.
"This is Sabrina's doctor going home, please take her forward, and don't forget the package" Najma said.
"Well Mba," said Bu Ani.
Doctor Sabrina walked forward followed by Bu Ani, not forgetting Bu Ani took a paper bag containing souvenirs and pastries for guests who came to visit baby Icha.
Najma is still breastfeeding baby Icha which is very fond of breastfeeding until overslept. After feeling the baby was full enough, Najma put the head of baby Icha on his shoulder, with a slightly standing position, then patted the baby's back gently, until the baby burps.
After sounding Icha baby burp, Najma asked Bu Ani to bring baby Icha to his room.
"Bu Ani, nitip for a while yes, I want to go up first, I am a bit tired today," Najma said when she saw Bu Ani back from the front.
"Yes Mba," said Bu Ani while taking baby Icha from Najma's deck.
Najma slowly climbed the stairs, because the surgical incision in her stomach sometimes still hurts. Arriving in the room, Najma changed into a knee-length negligee with no arms. Then take a break by sitting on the sofa.
Suddenly he felt very sad. It was the words of doctor Sabrina about how lucky Najma was to marry a handsome, well-established, and also rich man like Ardi.
'Yes, I'm a nobody, I'm an orphan, just a pesantren graduate, a diploma is also just chasing package c. Very far when compared with the guests who came earlier, all are professionals, there are nurses, doctors, admin staff who must be a scholar, relatives of mama Hamida who is also a socialite, and there are many others, moreover, the last one to come was the doctor Sabrina, a neurosurgeon, who must have been smart and the son of a rich man. I am nothing compared to them, let alone I have given birth to a child, my body grew fat, surely Ardi did not like me anymore, ' Najma saw her stomach still bulging her pregnancy scars. He started crying, feeling tired, sad, lonely.
Back and forth he saw the clock, there was no message from Ardi who told him he was going home soon. He grew sad, felt alone, isolated.
"Mother....Fathering....Ama kangen, Ama is afraid to be alone," he said in tears.
"Kreek.." I heard the door open. Ardi, who had just returned from the hospital, was shocked to find his wife crying alone in the room.
"Babe... You why? Kok nangis ..hmm," asked Ardi who immediately sat beside Najma and hugged her. Najma's cry became more and more.
Ardi thought for a moment, maybe this is called baby blues syndrome.