The Tears Of Wedding
Chapter 8 Nausea and Vomiting

I used to spend it in the morning or at night during Ramadan. Routine activities carried out by our mosque. Like this morning, I'm cleaning up the mosque, finished ndarus. That's often I do with a few worshipers mothers. When the inside is finished, clean. I also intend to clean the female part of ablution.

As I walk towards the ablution. Ani, a neighbor of mine who lives next door to my house. He helped me brush the ceramics in the ablution and the bathroom in the right part of the mosque which is specifically for women.

"Kar.... You graduated from boarding school, right? ." Said Ani while plucking some grass that grows around the trench.

"Yes, what's wrong with Ani?" Ask Sekara.

Ani also sat on the ceramic fringes of the mosque. He saw one of the banana midges that had withered and entered the fence of the mosque.

"Don't bring the knife? That makes it uncomfortable." look at the banana midrib that protrudes towards the mosque.

I followed his eyes. I again brushed the ceramic walls using a black brush.

"Kar.... " Call Ani again.

I looked towards Ani. I feel like there is something to talk about. I also stopped my activities. I sat by his side. Seraya justifies the broomstick that the bond is no longer tight.

"What's wrong Ani? Fighting again with Yono? " Task me curious.

I was the place to confide in almost a few neighbors and friends. Either they feel comfortable or they feel that what they are saying is going nowhere. But almost every time they have a problem, then I'm their trash can. Sometimes I was just a housewife was confided by one of the principals at Elementary School Neger around my house.

"So that's the mothers on the issue of junub bath.... " Say Ani said.

I glanced at her who seemed to be taking one lidi and testing it on the paving block.

"Continue?" Ask me.

"Hehehe.... " He laughed a little while rubbing his head.

"You want the same Umi Ayu, I'm ashamed. Especially yesterday." Her speech.

I'm getting curious about what Ani wants to ask or tell me.

"Anu, he said he can't swallow that liquid.... " She said shyly.

I pulled the corner of my lips and smiled. My shoulders even shook a little at the words of Sister Ani.

"Yes. continue....? " Tell me again.

"So that's Susi's mom. If you are menstruating, you can not help your husband use his hands and mouth. Well that's my question... " She said slowly.

I'm getting curious about Ani's question. He looked to the right and to the left. He often asked me about matters concerning religion, including sometimes about when his sacred time after menstruation, understand it KB. Of course he came with a note or diary that I once gave so easy to learn together. Then he shifted towards me. So we sat close enough without a gap.

"Well see Kar's adult movie? Continues there is liquid that comes out.. opo must take a mandatory bath? " Task Ani's mother to me.

Whether my face is blushing or not, because my skin is not too white, because when I was a child I was even given the nickname Si Reng. Because my skin is darker than my brothers.

I looked at Mbak Ani in disbelief. Rather than interrogating her whether to watch movies often or not. I'm more focused on whether Mbak Ani knows how to distinguish the liquid that comes out from the ma lu annya or not.

"Mbak Ani, do not often or better not to watch that so. A lot of harm is also a danger to the relationship between Mbak Ani and Mas Yono."Remember me.

" yeah, iyo. Advice Umi Ayu time pas naji last month I yo already catet. But for example to bablasan pas watch pacebuk." Quickly answer.

"Now, Ani can't tell the difference that comes out of it mbak Ani, what liquid?" Ask her half a whisper.

Worried that someone heard our conversation, there was a painting on the front of the mosque.

"You don't know, anyway, if you just watched it must get wet." Said Ani to me.

"Well I don't know how to squirt Kar." Ani lugu replied.

"If for women it is not required to squirt Mbak "Secar said.

“Perhaps the out madzi mbak.” Answer me.

“So mandatory shower or not? Kan unclean?” He asked slowly and half in a whisper.

“Yo it's unclean. Simply cleaned or washed first then wudhu.  But if you want to be more careful yes shower Ma'am, change clothes and dalemannya.” My speech.

“Lah wong fitting on kayak road yesterday fitting on bus iku loh Kar.” It was cleplas ceplos.

I shook my head. I'll just stand up to throw the trash into the kiln. My hand was pulled by Ani's mother.

“Ko sek toh Kar, not yet finished.” Preventably.

I sat down again at the original place. I was waiting for a question that confused him.

“Anu, for example, help your husband use his hands.” Said coyly.

I still haven't gone to see where this conversation is going.

“What's the hand wear?”Ask me who has frowned.

“Ssssttt.. ojo banger-banter toh.”.Her speech.

I pulled out his hand that was clenching my mouth.

“Our pass or serve the husband.but pack a hand.... that......” Mbak Ani said while putting together his two index fingers like a confused person.

“O...hehe..” I chuckle considering the question earlier.

“I am ashamed if I have to ask Umi Ayu, especially in front of mothers whose mouths are like leaky buckets. Lah if you, I get a solution, wes ga leaking blas.” Sumringah.

“Ya hanging, the out. If m a n i shower junub Ma'am. But if not, it is enough to wash his hands clean..”.

“Oh….. Begunu.. Means if you use your mouth ndak need to shower, just wash your mouth until clean.” His murmuring was like mangosteen.

As soon as we looked at each other, my brain finally joined traveling to hear the muttering of Ani Mbak. Our faces are both red. I rushed to leave Ani's own mother. As soon as my stomach got nauseous, I put up with my vomiting by closing both my mouths tightly and with my left hand closing them.

“Kar..” Call Mbak Ani to me.

He ran towards me, as he managed to chase after me, he walked with my steps.

“Ojo cerito-cerito karo sopo-sopo yo..” Say it slowly.

I just nodded and rushed home. The nausea in my stomach was getting worse, my brain was suddenly traveling because the mutterings of Ani's mother made me potentially vomit, and of course broke my fast. Arrived at home when he saw Mas Guntur was looking for clothes in the closet with only wrapped around a towel. My brain automatically re-connects something I heard and never did. Imagine vomiting, really. Suddenly I was unable to endure the nausea, It seemed that all the contents in my stomach were rising into my throat, I was unable to hold it anymore, she said, I ran to the bathroom and I spewed out my stomach which was in my throat.

“Ueeekkkk.. ueeeekkk.

“Dek...”.Call Mas Guntur.

When I feel better, I go back to my room.

“We go to the midwife? Maybe you are pregnant..” Take the Thunder Mas with a face sumringah.

Suddenly my nausea disappeared and changed the pain in my heart.