The Unused Ex
Reyhan's Number

The night in the room..

Maya was breastfeeding her son when Suhan came in and lay down beside her bed.

"Abii. ngagetin. Kirain who.." so glad Maya was a little surprised. Not why, but the woman felt uncomfortable if someone else watched while she was asI-hi her son. Even though it was her own husband. Maya is not used to it.

"Who dares to go into our room without knocking on the door, Mii." - Suhan said, looking at their starving son.

"Duh.jagoan his pitiful Abi seems very hungry anyway?" babble Suhan while grabbing one tiny finger of his son.

Maya smiled as she looked at their son's face.

"Yes. She just woke up, Bii. That's hungry. Lana was also sleeping. Two full hours of sleep do not wake up!" sahut Maya storytelling.

"Oh yeah? Wah... in addition to the puffer, you also want to sleep too huh, Soleh?"

"What the hell, Bi. The average baby still has many hours of sleep. But it is advised to give ASI every two or three hours. That's why Umi woke him up. Uh, apparently even starving gini here.."

"Hm.. I think it's really good Mamamnya Jagoan Abi. For a little can dong..?" seduhan Goda immediately brought his head closer to Maya's lap.

At once Maya's face became red.

"Tell what the hell? Not ashamed of what! This is Dede's ration. Yes Dek, huh?"

"Ehh, before you had Dedek, this was Abi's ration, Dek.."

"Make it worse! Yes, Bi.. So what's Dede's name?"

"That time.. Birrul Ramadhani's. Ramadan the bearer of good.."

"But Dedek baby was not born in Ramadan, Bi. It is still the month of Rajab..Three more days into Ramadan.."

"Yes the name should be changed too, Mi? So Birrul Rajabi?"

"Haihi.. Abi can do it! Where is the name of Birrul Rajabi's son?"

"Lho's? Even good dong if the name of our child will be the first. So it's second to none.. Like Umi, there's nothing in Abi's heart.."

"Was.. Most eloquent if it's all about fighting! Hitherto. Birrul Ramadhani. His name is better. Hoahm... It's so sleepy.."

"Yes already. Umi sleeps first. Here's the Dede Birrul. Let Abi be timang-timang first. Abi pingin tilawahin Muhammad's letter before going to bed. May Birrul be a righteous son and always follow in the footsteps of our apostle, Muhammad Saw.."

"Aamiin.."

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Next morning..

"Want to take a shower?"

"Yes, Bi.. But is it okay?"

"Lho's? Why why anyway? It is recommended to take a shower. But the water was warm first. Let it go to the body fresh too. In the afternoon, it was just done. High for a minute. Let Abi be ready for the warm water first,"

After a while, Suhan returned to the room. He then wants to bring back the wife's body. But soon prevented by Maya.

"Abi.. Don't carry it! Umi is strong enough to walk alone! Umi was born normal. Thank goodness.."

"Alhamdulillah yes. Abi is also happy because Umi can recover quickly. But please don't reject Abi's desire to manjain Umi huh? Mumpung Abi again work leave fan can manage Umi. So let Abi help Umi with this and that?"

Hearing the reason, Maya finally wants to let Suhan carry her to the bathroom. He immediately hid his face when he passed Bryan who had just woken up.

"Ciailee's.. The Princess was very happy, early in the morning was carried to the bathroom! Bryan wants dong to get washed up!"

"Hush! Don't tempt your brother keep Bry! I took a shower in the back bathroom. You said you were going back to Yogya this morning? Is it eight o'clock?" reprimand Bu Rahma who emerged from the kitchen room.

"Huh??! Eight o'clock, Mom?! Ciloko! The address can be sprayed later if it comes late!"

"What time is there on Sunday, Bry?"

"Club? What club are you in, son? Don't be weird!"

Maya could still hear the mother's lecture as she was dropped off in a plastic chair in the bathroom.

"Well.. Would you mind being given a shower?" hail Suhan with a seductive smile.

"No! Thank you, Bi. Get out first. Please help Dede Birrul yes, Bi. Let's get that washed out,"

"Yes, the audience was disappointed." joked Suhan, before finally passing away to go back to their room.

That's how Suhan is. He is quick to be a father and also a reliable husband. Birrul is, after all, the fruit of his first love with Maya which he had to look forward to for almost two years.

After marriage, they were not directly entrusted Birrul by the Almighty. For a year, Mayan's womb was empty.

Maya was at the most pessimistic point and thought she was barren. But Suhan hastily dismissed that assumption.

He always broke the heart of his wife. While unceasingly every night Suhan was given the title of the Creator to grant them a child.

And alhamdulillah. Birrul finally appears and accompanies their day-to-day. Although her presence harua paid for with a fairly broken pregnancy syndrome, to the point of having to make Maya a total bed rest.

But, thanks to the presence of the fruit of their love, now Suhan sure. If the power of love in their small family will be strengthened.

With Birrul, Suhan hopes Maya will truly open her whole heart to Suhan. Without any more sense of reluctance and awkward that sometimes still Suhan felt from Maya's attitude towards him.

Suhan returned to the room. Just to find his in-laws, Mr. Teja was holding a baby Birrul.

"Sir.." said Suhan.

"Nak Suhan.. I want to take sunbathe Otong first. Just a second.." Mr Teja said.

"Oh, yes, sir. Suhan was also willing to do sunbathing Dede Birrul,"

"So his name is Birrul?"

"Yes, Sir!"

"What does that mean, son?"

"Congratulations, Sir.. Birrul Ramadhani's.. Ramadan the bearer of good.."

Mr. Teja was silent for a while, before returning to comment.

"Why not Birrul Rajabi? Is it still in the month of Rajab?" proposed Mr. Teja with a serious expression.

"Haha.. I also wanted to propose that. But Maya says it's better Birrul Ramadhani,"

Mr. Teja then nodded his head several times.

"Well.. What matters is that it's good. Yes already. You go forward with Dede Birrul!"

"Yes Sir!"

After his in-laws passed, Suhan immediately quickly tidied up the mattress and also a pillow for Maya's leaning place. While cleaning the mattress, Suhan heard the sound of his wife's phone ringing long enough. A sign of an incoming call.

Suhan also intends to catch a glimpse of the name of his caller. But the call stopped.

Even so, a moment later came the ringing back. This time it was a sign of a new message coming in.

Then Suhan opened the call log trail. And he saw an unknown number that turned out to have called Maya's phone just a moment ago.

When he came out and put his phone back. Suhan accidentally read a little view of the message that just came in. And what he saw again disturbed his mind.

The short message was written, though,

085********: Maya, it's me, Reyhan...

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