The Story of the Children of the Juragan
229. Morning walk
Young mothers are joking with laughter to relieve the stress they experience, when their status changes to motherhood.
Actually, it is not severe stress as experienced by people with mental disorders, until they have to get intensive care. But more to adjusting to new conditions.
Because after all, the circumstances they experienced were very different. Between before and married, or when having a baby.
The same thing is done by the fathers. Usually men tend to be indifferent and at will, before marriage.
But, after getting married and having children, they have to change their attitude and nature. Being more mature, being a good leader, for himself and his wife at least.
They talked long enough. Until faintly heard the sound of the dhuhur prayer adhan. Feeling bad, for fear of interrupting the rest of Wulan and the baby, they were allowed to go home.
Just joking and laughing, it makes them tired. After his guests returned home, Wulan and Salman finally took a break first.
**
In the evening, Wulan and Salman opened one by one gifts brought by relatives and invited guests, who attended the aqiqah event last night.
The first gift that was opened, was from their nuclear family. From Wulan's parents, then from Salman's parents.
Mama Laura gave a gift of mocca-colored gamis stelan. Papa Reyhan gave me a set of diamond jewelry. Mommy Jasmine gives pink sweaters and shoes of the same color. Daddy Marquez gave one company. Grandpa and Atmaja opa also gave a company and a showroom.
Wulan and Salman instantly Tremor. Not expecting her little baby to suddenly become the richest baby. Because he was just one week old, he already had a company, a showroom, and diamond jewelry.
"Hopefully our children will be able to manage all the inheritance from their grandparents and great-grandparents well yes, dear. You can find the right man to help take care of everything. So that everything you get can be more useful."
"Aamiin yes rabbal alamin. Of course I as a mommy, will always pray for the best for our children, mas."
"wait around. You said kids? That's a sign we're gonna have more than one kid, right?" Salman slightly smiled.
"Condition your mind. I'm not done with the puerper. If you keep talking like that, I'd better not just finish."
"Lhololoh, if the reason is not finished, can not pray dong." Salman Kekeh.
"As far as you are, my. Open another gift. Because there's still so much that hasn't been opened."
Wulan. Seen a yellow dress decorated Mote. There are yellow shoes, and matching colored bandanas. When looking at the name of the sender, it is from Oma Rohmah.
Oma Rohmah though she had none, she always strived for the happiness of her children and grandchildren.
And many more interesting gifts, which are given to baby Maryam. Until last night it wasn't enough to open all the cards.
Forced to stop the activity, and will continue the next day, or when there is free time.
**
It's been a month since baby Maryam. Wulan no longer felt pain in her birth canal. He was also able to slightly bathe and dress his little daughter. She always sees her husband when he does this. So that over time he can also.
That morning Wulan and Salman and the baby, who was put in a stroller, took a morning walk. For a breath of fresh air, around its housing complex.
Morning dust dripping on the leaves, morning mist that feels bone-chilling, and a little make the view blurred, not so sound vehicle noise, morning bird chirping. It is a natural phenomenon that makes the heart calm the mind.
"Honey, we're buying yuk marrow porridge." Take Salman.
"Marrow slurry? Is it made of cow bone marrow? Or is it the marrow of human bones?" Wulan asked while shuddering in horror.
He imagined something unusual, making Salman chuckle.
"No. Your guess is all wrong. The marrow porridge is made from rice flour, and is given gravy from melted brown sugar. If you're curious, let's try it."
"Please promise that it tastes really good." Wulan pointed at her husband's face, glaring at him.
"promises. If you're not finished, I'm ready to spend."
Salman also pushed the baby stroller. And move closer to the marrow porridge seller who is near the intersection of the road. Seen from a distance the street stall was already filled with many visitors.
"Bang, his marrow porridge is two yes. Just have a warm tea." Salman gave instructions to the seller. Meanwhile, Wulan is looking for a seat that is deliberately designed lesehan.