The Story of the Children of the Juragan
246. Sudden attack
The day of Aqiqah that they decided arrived. Fatim's residence is already in a tent. So it seems wider and cooler.
Chairs and tables are also neatly arranged. Several relatives were seen present to help with all the preparations.
Haji Dahlan was also present, because he was asked by papa Adam to slaughter goats that would be used for aqiqah.
Leon and Fatim watched closely, as Haji Dahlan began to scratch the knife on the goat's neck.
"Aren't you afraid?" Leon turned to his wife who was standing next to him while holding his son's crete stroller.
"If I were afraid to see blood, I wouldn't be a doctor, sis." Fatim raised the corner of his lips while shaking his head.
"Oh yeah, that's right." Leon sniggered small. Then his attention returned to the lifeless beast.
The male relatives began to skin and cut the goat. Being a smaller part, so it is easy to cook.
Not strong Fatim stood for a long time, finally he chose to sit on a chair, which was located not far from where he stood.
Since childhood, Fatim did not have the slightest fear of seeing things that smelled of blood. He often saw his grandfather slaughtering chickens, or saw the animal qurban slaughtered on the day of Eid al-Adha.
Leon, who sat beside Fatim, stood up.
"Where are you going, brother?" Fatim scrunched his forehead.
"Help hold the goat can ya? Instead of holding you, I'll be electrocuted before my time."
"Sister Leon."
Fatim rounded his eyes. Her husband could have said that around other people.
While being stared at it looked grinning, then walked closer to the crowd of people who were still skinning mutton.
Fatim watched her husband, who was holding a piece of mutton, with a slightly amused face.
'Rasain tuh, amused right? Gave me a grip. Although amused, still delicious.' Inner Fatim, then singleness a thin smile.
Long enough Fatim saw the process of cutting his aqiqah animals, until his son began to sob. The nursing mother also moved from her seat to the room.
"Fatim, where are you going?" Mama Margaretha asked, seeing Fatim pushing her stroller.
"You go to ma'am's room."
"Yes, let's help you."
Mama Margaretha asked for her stroller, then pushed the little baby who had started crying.
Carefully Fatim walked up the stairs. His left hand held the shoulders of the stairs, while his right hand held his belly which still looked big.
"Here you go, ma."
Fatim was already leaning on the head of the bed. Then his legs were straightened, and he covered his thighs with a pillow. So that his son is not too difficult when sucking his ASI.
Mama Margaretha put her granddaughter slowly in her mother's lap.
"Drink a lot yeah, let's grow big fast." Mama Margaretha rubs the baby's head gently.
"Mama go downstairs first. Who knows if someone needs your mom's help. If you need anything, just call. Let someone come to help you."
"Good, ma. It was two weeks before Fatim gave birth. Slowly be able to do light work."
"Yes, but you don't want anything to happen with you and the baby either.
Fatim nodded his head while smiling. Didn't want to make her mother-in-law worry.
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Now the processed food made from goat meat has been finished in cooking. There are also some other foods. All have been presented neatly on the buffet table.
In the room, Fatim was already wearing all-white clothes. So did Leon and their little daughter.
"You're so handsome, dear."
Fatim praised the good looks of her husband, who wore white cocoa and matching coloured gloves. On his head also perched a matching colored peci.
Leon, who saw his wife's reflection from the mirror, smiled. Then he turned his body, and now the two faced each other.
"You're beautiful too, dear." Leon held both sides of Fatim's cheeks.
Slowly the man brought his face closer to Fatim's. Until the two noses touch each other.
"The show will soon begin. Let's go downstairs." Fatim said, as Leon closed his eyes and was about to kiss Fatim's lips.
Leon opened his eyes and pursed his lips, because his wife could not be romantic with him.
"We have the show. If we're late, everybody's gonna take it."
After saying that, Leon immediately devoured his wife's lips. Fatim, who was unprepared for the surprise attack, immediately rounded his eyes.
And when his wife was almost out of breath, Leon let her go. Fatim beat her husband's chest. But men only chuckle little.
"Don't be angry dong. Think of it as a mood booster for me. It's not like I've been fasting for a few weeks." Celeste Leon.