Thaha
Elio still a Baby 3
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I took a heavy breath, trying to collect every air particle that entered my lung bag and locked it for a while
later I'll get it out, later, nyicil.
"Baby, look, there's no milk in my chest, so you can't drink milk with that way....?" (Baby, there's no milk on Mommy's chest, so Elio can't drink milk that way...?).
"Ndak'o Mommy Ndak'o, this Mommy, this!" Elio still insisted on unbuttoning my shirt which has now lost one of its top buttons
pity my new shirt
"can't honey, there's no water, there's no milk"
"but aunty say, that Mommy Will give her baby milk with that way, like aunty did"
(but anti-say, if a mother would milk her child in that way, as anti-does)
"yes, that's true but, Mommy can't do that"
(yes, it's true but, Mommy can't do it)
"why....? why Mommy why....?"
I tried to explain to Elio in a simpler language that would have been accepted by Elio's simpler thought, but Elio was, in fact, more stubborn than I imagined
it is also impossible for me to explain if I have to conceive first, give birth can produce new ASI. unfortunately young children never want to know, which they know only one. whatever they want must be there, no matter what they want, must be there, and if not, then crying is their main weapon
Slowly I tried to lift Elio in my arms to hold him gently even though Elio's hand always refused
it's okay, not everything has to be done, right....? anyway how can I give what Elio wants....?
tau ah dizzy !
I slowly directed Elio's head to lean against my chest, stepping towards the clothes to pick up the baby carrier I had seen before
long I held, either because Lela was crying or was already sleepy finally Elio fell asleep with his hands still grasping the top of my shirt
as I confirmed that Elio was sound in his sleep, I stepped closer to the bed to lay Elio down, taking Elio's milk thrown over the edge of the bed
although the eyes have begun to be difficult to compromise, I had to postpone it to be closed when I saw the incoming call from Louis that was heard again, since the phone call from Louis I ignored
"assalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarokatuh, Bi, Elio is asleep....?" Louis started
"wa'alaikum salam warohmatullah wabarokatuh, already, sorry earlier Zu hastily turned off the connection"
"it's okay, so what does the smart kid want.....?" it turns out Louis' curiosity is still not finished
"Elio wants milk" I replied briefly, a little strange actually to discuss something like this with Louis
"was it made....?" with ease Louis even asked has been made or not....?
the problem is that the milk desired by Elio can not be made using the mantra "sim salabim" directly so
"the problem was that the milk Elio wanted was not the milk he used to drink"
I'm trying to find the safest word to explain to Louis
"Elio wants a new brand ...? or a new taste....? tomorrow I try to ask Mai to buy" this astagfirullah problem milk is not in production at any factory, or not sold freely, mbak Mai want to find where to try....?
"nobody sells the problem by"
"what kind of milk....?" Louis asked confused
"dairy ready to serve" I was confused to answer how
this really is the most absurd conversation I ever had with Louis...?
"oh, after this I tried to contact one of my friends, they were selling pure milk, but from the unfortunate, maybe tomorrow morning can be sent"
I scratched my head that did not itch, why so long this discussion of milk problems, to creep into the unfortunate all
"by, pure milk that's not for sale" I tried to emphasize every word carefully, so that Louis could catch my point
"pure milk is not for sale...?" either Louis asked again to clarify, or he was trying to digest the word
"that pure milk....?" either Louis caught my point or not, but I could hear a surprised tone in his tone
"yes that pure milk!"
o Allah when this matter of milk ends
astagfirullah
"not the National pure milk....?"
this even propagates to the National pure milk, yes when ASI is sold around, O Allah, Karim
"no"
length of discussion
"Elio asked for that....?"
"yes"
"yes"
"oooohhh, yeah, I'll give Luca permission from Elisha"
"by...., there's no content"
this is how to try the story, instead use everything to ask permission Luca same Elisha, this husband aware or not....?
"if you get permission from Luca and Elisha later, Albi will not....?"
this is a long discussion, Astagfirullah.
"by, even if Zu wants to, still can't, it's empty" between crying or shouting, I was confused which one to choose first, which one, but for sure I wouldn't dare to yell at Louis
fear of sin
hell is hot, God
something's cold
but I don't want God
a seme!
"yes we will program" Louis even lightly said it, as if everything can be solved by just flicking a finger
it's not that easy, man
"by, Elio's age is too big tablets" is not a problem I object or not but in Islam the matter of preparation is indeed there is a determination and provision
there are rules
so it can't be original!
"not to mention, Elio is still 1 year and 8 months, there are still 4 months left"
hasn't....? but why is his height like a child whose age is even around 4 years....?
"1 year 8 months....?"
I didn't ask, more about trying to recall old memories than ever since I met Elio
"Albi don't forget Elio....."
"you, don't get ingetin!" I said in a slightly irritated tone, I already understand where Louis' conversation is going to go
I am still a little upset if Louis starts to talk about height, it is only Europeans who are tall.?.?, Asia too, even though the average petite.
but still!, did Louis never read about how sensitive women are when it comes to height and age.....?
oye! that's a hard limit
don't dabble!
"no mean to that by, my wife's really sensitive, so how.....? still not two years old, Albi would.....? later if our adult Elio will not bother, Elio will be more free to interact with Albi, and also our daughter later, how....? "
if we weigh in further, what Louis says is true, no but it is true, when Elio balig I have to limit interaction with Elio, although basically Elio is Louis's nephew, Louis, but that doesn't mean Elio is my mahram.
does it have to be tried....?
because when the affair was done has met 2 (two) conditions of eating Elio position will be the same as my biological child in the view of Shara'. First, breastfeeding is done when the baby is under two years old (calculated with a qamariyah calendar). So breastfeeding to children over two years, does not result in tahraman. Second, the woman has breastfed as many as 5 (five) breastfeeding times at separate times. So that breastfeeding less than five (5) times, does not cause tahraman
of course it is based on the word of Allah SWT (which means),âMothers should breastfeed their children for two full years, that is for those who want to perfect breastfeeding.â
(QS Al-Baqarah 233).
and there is also a hadith from the mother of Aisha RA that the Prophet ordered the wife of Abu Hudhaifah to breastfeed a child named Salim five times (khamsa radhaâatin).
(Sr Ahmad, 6/201).
"shouldn't....?"
"it goes back to Albi's decision, if Albi wants, tomorrow we make an appointment with doctor Azura, how about....? try Albi ask for Allah's guidance first, later the time of qiyamullail, if tomorrow morning Albi is ready with the answer Albi, we call doctor Azura, ok....?"
"eeemmm" I just said yes, my brain is currently full of possibilities, positives and negatives based on my limited scales of mind
"yes Albi, bobok gih, it's night, so that later can wake up to qiyamullail, good night la mia anima gemella"
my ears were a little itchy when I heard Louis speaking Italian, I couldn't compromise my Italian vocabulary of just a few words
"eemm, you too, fi Amanillah, assalamualaikum my Aslan" I said the last sentence very slowly
"wa'alaikum salam warohmatullah wabarokatuh Mrs.Aslan"
I smiled when I heard Louis' last words, maybe he misheard "my" I said
let's end today's story and fill in the energy to welcome a new story tomorrow morning
good night everyone, let Allah guide us to our beautiful dream
night
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