THE BABY MY HUSBAND BROUGHT
Who's Citra?

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Sssttt .. don't fuss." slowly and carefully Bang Rian put his index finger in his mouth. "The king just slept."

"Bang Rian su-what, Ma?" manya curious. I didn't care what Bang Rian said just now.

Mama was silent for a moment, then looked at her son. Then his eyes looked back at me.

"Su--what, Ma? Already have children? Are you married again? That's what Mama meant?" I was curious and a little emotional.

The king came back crying, probably because he was surprised by my voice just now which was slightly raised.

"No, I told you not to make a fuss!" Bang Rian was following the emotions.

In his hands returned the little body of the King so that he would not weep again. However, the King was still crying hysterically right now.

"Ma ..." call me. "Javab, Ma ...."

"Su-dah night. I mean Mama's already night. Mom is tired of taking a break. Now you and Rian are learning to take care of the king, yeah." Mom got up from her seat and stepped into the guest room. I followed his back until he disappeared behind the door. It's free if I shout at him and ask for his explanation now.

I bit my lip and I squeezed my shirt. What are they hiding from me? I have to find out the truth.

"Bang ..." call me. The tall and dashing man still had difficulty silencing the King. He did not hear my call.

Ten minutes passed, the King was still crying hysterically. It's eleven o'clock tonight now. I was still sitting on the couch watching my husband and his new toy. I don't know what to do. This baby alone is not clear where it came from.

"Deck ...." Suddenly Bang Rian called out to me.

"Hmmm ..." I replied accordingly.

"Try changing you fat. Maybe if you're the same the king will be quiet."

"No way." I threw away my face. It's good to have me carry, to ask me about the adoption of this baby just isn't. They have made a unilateral decision. I was also hurt by my mother's words just now.

"Kasian, her, Deck. Try first you carry. My hands are also sealed, huh."

"No way!" I took my phone out of my pants pocket and my lentic finger danced over this flat object screen. I don't care about my husband or the baby's cry.

The baby's voice long ago sounded like a wail in my ear. Oh, my God, my eardrum just feels like it's about to break. I can't concentrate on my phone. Aaarrrgggh .. sucks!

Bag the cell phone back and I approach the still-standing Bang Rian.

I took the King from his arms. The typical fragrance of a baby immediately burst from his tiny body. Kugendong Raja while I sing the song salawat I can.

I positioned the King's sling as if he was belching a baby, with his head leaning on my left shoulder.

Soon the King burped loudly. Bang Rian and I laughed when they heard it. After it was miraculous, he instantly kept silent and closed, still in my arms.

Blood rustling. This baby made me fall in love at first sight. Her skin was so soft when I touched her cheeks. But the skin is brown, in contrast to Bang Rian's skin is pure white.

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"Bang, we're not done talking, yet" I said as the king had already placed it on the position bed in the middle of me and Bang Rian.

"Ssttt ... Slowly yes, Deck, by the way."

"Can't you believe this is my cousin's son?" he asked me back.

"Clear, Bang. I need proof. Not just a word."

Bang Rian fell silent and thought for a moment. Then he took a breath and exhaled slowly.

"Saturday ahead of us to Bandung so that you may believe. You ask my brother there directly."

"I want it tomorrow!" my reply. Next Saturday means another week, I can't wait too long.

Bang Rian grunts. "What the fuck are you, Deck. I just got home, still tired. Tomorrow we have to go there again."

"If you don't want to, I'll go alone." I am a stubborn person too.

"Alright, all right, tomorrow we both go to Bandung to prove." As usual, Bang Rian finally relented.

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"Whose king is son, Bik Leha?" I asked one of the Bang Rian family when we just arrived in Bandung. I just came alone with Bang Rian now.

"She's Citra, she's Rian's cousin's tea." Bik Leha spoke in her thick sunda dialect.

The image? This time I heard the name. I've never heard that name as his brother.

"So Citra tea has long migrated to the city, and rarely returned home. It hurt that he just came back here. But he just died yesterday. That is why your husband adopted the King.

Pity the King for his life now. Mother and Father Citra were also long ago deceased.

There is Citra's husband but abroad has not returned home until now." Bik Leha's later explanation is the same as Mama said yesterday.

Bik Leha is the sister of my mother-in-law. But I don't want to just believe their words. I want other evidence, too.

"There's a picture of Citra and her husband isn't, Bik? Or a picture of the image with the baby?" my many. Perhaps I can confirm that the King really looks like one of them and his son Citra. Bik Leha seemed to think for a moment. 

"Nothing, my aunt doesn't miss."

I breathed out violently. There is no strong evidence, this is just a talk it turns out.

Obviously strange in my opinion, Bang Rian yesterday was so deft when fondling and making milk for the King. As if I was used to it.

Also my mother's words that hurt my heart, she said that I was barren. Can you tell where he is if I'm barren? I have never checked myself into a doctor. All of this is so confusing and makes my head dizzy.

"I want you to point out where the Citra's tomb is, Bang!" I asked when we came home from Leha's house.

Bang Rian seemed to be surprised by my words just now.

"It ... ehmm ... anu ...."

Seriate

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Duuh, about Bang Rian can show Citra tomb huh?