The Retaliation of a Wife Considered a Household Parasite
69: My wife's Son, My Sister's Stepson
“Mother, ... His mother was patient. Mother's tension is getting higher and higher, youh!” reprimanding the sister who had long become furious.
“Yes that's why, quickly cesarean dong, Sus! Tell her doctor, tell her a real job! The doctor told me to think, there are people who want to be born this way even let go! He thinks I'm a cat asking to be born myself. I want to pay, pay dearly! Quickly help me let my son be born quickly what. Eh, this is not even coming! What malpractice do you want?!” septi was still agitated and could not remain silent. He was still lying down in his hospital bed.
The sister snorted. “Gini yeah, Mom. The one who gave birth was not just a mother. In this world that gives birth a lot, but no one serese Mom!”
“S-susss, this is me betting my life just for the lahiran. My lens keeps going up, so please if Sister is a real nun, .. please be useful to me!” nagel Septi.
The goose who was there became dizzy. Septi wants a birth, but the taste of brawl. Septi unceasingly complained of being super noisy and everything there was scolded. Absolutely without exception. Just now, Septi had to ask for the promulgation of the hospital leader. The goose who keeps to his own shame. Moreover, until now, Mr. Yusuf could not be contacted. Mr. Yusuf's number is not active. But Angga suspected, Septi number instead deliberately blocked. The signs are similar, that the Septi number was deliberately blocked. Including when Angga tried to contact the WA number of Fatimah's mother. Even now, Angga is stunned to see the status of WA Arum Jandes Weres.
“This Arum? Masa, anyway? So pretty. Yes, this is really Arum because it is also carried by Aidan. This was right next to him Kalandra,” lirih Angga fell silent and ended up sitting on the floor.
At the status of WA Arum in question, Arum sat holding Aidan, while next to him, Kalandra who carried a yellow duck character rope balloon, embraced Arum with a friendly. In the eyes of Angga, both Aidan and Arum, were greatly changed. His style is like that of a rich man. Makes Angga more curious how the state of his family after almost six months he lived.
“Si Septi not save the number mbak Anggun,” lirih Angga again which was immediately surprised by the screams of pain from Septi who was behind him. Septi screamed while crying like a cry at someone's death.
“Yeah, Dek ... Sister is equally tired doctor. I am tired too, continue this your parents how, I can not contact them,” complained Angga while looking back at Septi.
“Eh, Mom! You again, don't think so much! you don't know, want to be born as sick as this!” septi Spray.
“Depending on charity and worship anyway,” said the cynical Sister as she glanced at the Septi she left at a quick pace.
“Heh, suter, ... your lamb yes by the way!” spray Septi did not accept the difficulty of her pregnancy because her charity and worship impressed less.
“Alah, yelling alone can make the eardrum damaged, .. cringe to get out of babies whose heads already look really can't. Try again. Disabarin, istigfar, hijab wear life is so, so soft, to make tension that takes care of running!” reply the sister deliberately monitored from the front door while crossing.
“Istigfar-istigfar how, Sus? He thought I was going to die, did he tell Istigfar? I want to be born, not die!” Then, in his heart Septi said, “Lagian this baby buntungg why is very difficult anyway out, make my life more difficult.”
Then, the sister made sure to Angga. “Pak, this is his wife asking to move hospital. But I make sure, anywhere if circumstances like this are difficult. Her mother was very tall, very emotional, and could not find it! How, Sir? The baby's head is already visible in the birth canal,” said the sister hoped Angga's cooperation in order to persuade the wife.
“It's about twelve o'clock at night, you know. From noon, ... pity the baby,” continued the nurse along with Angga who had again persuaded Septi, for the umpteenth time.
Angga really inexhaustible, but he was also curious why Septi several times he pergoki keceplosan mengatai the baby's stump.
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The next day, Arum who had finished cooking in the hospital kitchen, deliberately took a shower then and groomed neatly like a habit that Kalandra had mandatory. Dandan but, wear neat clothes to be more respected, then grooming but do not overdo it.
“Do not dance excessively if not for mas Kala,” shrewd Arum who suddenly held back laughter just because given the terms of Kalandra. Because in fact, Kalandra is also an ordinary man who will possessively become personally jealous if there are other men who approach Arum, including the Hajj sir. That's why, to Haji sir, Kalandra jail really.
After each door of the nursery Arum knocked with the menu this morning that he delivered using a special trolley, in the delivery room, he was instead made dumbfounded by the atmosphere that was initially very quiet. The one who opened the door of the room was not a stranger, but Angga!
Of course Arum was surprised because the woman knew, Angga should still be in prison. More surprised it turns out the reason Angga there because Septi had even given birth. There's a baby in the cot next to Septi lying down. After Arum made sure, in the ward there were only three people, including a red baby who appeared to be sleeping. The baby's eyes, which closely resembled Supri's, were closed peacefully.
“You're really born? Well, faster than expected, huh? Congratulations, yes! Wow, just like his dad, yeah!” Arum could not help but laugh. He got two middle fingers from Septi who met him with the word mainstay, “jancuuuk”.
“Original, this is a lot like!” Arum recklessly approached while continuing to hold back his laughter. Satisfied what he thought at once expected according to reality.
“Go you, Ma'am! Jandes gan-jen's base! This clock is so bad!” nagel Septi.
“Well, what's wrong? It's gonna be seven in the morning. Usually I was before dawn even neat. You yes, spiteful just say it! Wait, yeah. Later, I'm the same Kala must be muyen! I'll invite my future in-laws! Uh, yes .. mumpung mas Angga is here, later you guys do not forget to come to my wedding mas Kala. Later I send the invitation directly on m**uyen!” Arum is really excited.
Discussing Arum's wedding invitation, both Angga let alone Septi are equally limp, envious. Because to be honest, Angga was secretly tempted by his ex who had transformed into a super beautiful flower widow without having to menor let alone wear minimal clothes.
Because Septi lowered his head, Arum deliberately took advantage of the opportunity to get back near Septi's son. “Sep, I'm letting go, huh? Just stop, Sep. Let after marriage later, I am the same mas Kala immediately given, let Aidan have a sister. This one is not Aidan's sister. Heh, Mas Angga, the funny thing is not to be blended into a goblog, open your eyes, if this is real stepson mbak Anggun. Jeez, it could be the title of a novel or a soap opera of doom if this is it. Uh, soap operas doom, what is the record of a husband's heart hurting, huh? But whatever it is, the title is mandatory: My wife's son, my sister's stepson!”
Aware of Septi going berserk, Arum hurriedly ran away while laughing loosely. Pleased! Yes, Arum was really satisfied because in the end, one by one of those who had incised wounds especially those who had been the cause of Aidan's tears to flow, finally received the reward.
“Remember, Sep, Mas Angga. Wherever we go, karma will follow because it is ours. It's amazing, and I believe, the sow of the harvest exists because right now we're watching and feeling it,” said Arum while smiling while stepping elegantly leaving the nursery of Septi and Angga and baby Supri.
Arum pushed his empty food trolley down the hospital hallway, full of joy. “My wife's son, my sister's stepson!” he said he had no power to end his happiness.