Unemployment Up Pelaminan
Chapter 52

There is a thing that Ane does not like, which is in a day do nothing but his duty as a wife. Ane wants to do other activities that are not boring or reduce loneliness often appear when the husband works. Tired of not having any activity at home, it feels very monotonous. Many times he was looking for a good television broadcast but none of it was able to make him focus on the television screen. Ane turned off the tv, he daydreamed for a moment glancing at the clock stuck to the wall. He stood up from the sofa, his two feet stepping on the floor tiles towards the front room. The sun is quite hot, suddenly it comes to want to taste vanilla ice cream with chocolate and cashew nuts. Ane could not resist the urge, she ran towards the room wanting to take the jacket and also the hijab. Bi Popon who saw Ane running like a child was shocked and immediately reprimanded his employer's wife, he was afraid of something unexpected because Ane's stomach was already big.

“Aduh, neng don't run around that way, ah, aunt is horrified to see! Slow down, oruh!” exclaim bi Popon worried.

Ane gave a wide grin, “ups, sorry,” replied then stepped slowly towards the room.

Well, the age of Ane's womb stepped on 6 months, less a few months more children will be born. Towards the birth, the mother will go to Jakarta to accompany him until his son is born later, Bhanu also agrees, especially regarding his wife and child. Ane pampit on bi Popon to the minimarket front of the housing want to buy ice cream, originally bi Popon strictly forbid but Ane did the same so bi Popon could not do much other than remind Ane to be careful.

The sound of crying sounded loud and saw one minimarket employee was holding a baby who was crying as he pleased. Ane thought that if the employee brought the child while working, her heart was moved closer to the employee. His gaze led to the baby who was also staring at him softly.

“They are fussy yah mbak? Maybe hungry, have you been given milk?” said Ane pity because the baby's face was reddened by crying. But unexpectedly, the baby stretched his hands forward towards Ane as if he wanted to be carried.

“This baby is not my child mbak,” said the female employee.

The baby's cry grew louder, as if the protest code he gave Ane was not responded well by the woman.

“Eh, cup, cup, babe! Calm down yeah,”

“Mmmm...ma...ma.....,” the baby let out a sound other than the cry of his hand waving at Ane about to be carried.

Ane and the minimarket employee were stunned, but it did not last long because the baby's cry was getting unstoppable, Ane grabbed the baby in her cradle. The baby was only using an oversized singlet shirt on the baby's body.

“Sstt, quiet well dear, good boy quiet well son,” whispered Ane while giving a soft elusan on the baby's fragile back.

Slowly the baby's cry subsided, even looking fixed on Ane's face her tiny fingers rose to touch Ane's face patting gently on the woman's cheek.

“Mmm...ma...ma.....

“Mbak, I did not expect—baby was crying but now, my goodness! How can?” said minimarket employees do not believe.

“If not a child then whose child?” ask Ane.

“Me and my friend when opening this store, uh I knew there was a baby where not to use any pedestal anymore mbak let alone his clothes had been torn shabby, really unkempt kayak terkasian mbak, really, continue from earlier cry on I already love the milk does not want to be silent, continue fitting I want to bathe him I found a piece of paper in his pants pocket—bentar I take first mbak!” the employee went in to take the paper in question.

Without waiting for a long time the employee came back and gave the piece of paper to Ane—the woman was glazed and there was anger in her when reading the letter.

Anyone who finds this baby please take care and take care of him wholeheartedly. I apologize for throwing my responsibilities as a mother onto someone else, I was forced I had no other choice. The baby was a result of rape, I could not take care of him because I had nothing, all this time I survived only the compassion of the people and capitalized on the leftovers I met on the street, he said, I'm just a poor person and I'm afraid I can't take good care of that child because of my limitations, nor do I want people to censure him as an illegitimate child if I take care of him. Please, take care of her, I promise I will not interfere with her life later and claim to be her biological mother. The baby is one year and two months old and has just had a birthday on January 2nd and another one, please give him a beautiful and prayerful name because I have not given him a name. Again, I say thank you and sorry.

“I will take care of this child, mbak!” ane said without any hesitation.

“Mbak serious? I had a plan to report to the police about this child, only I have not been able to get out,”

“I'm serious mbak, so this kid really doesn't have any stuff?” there was no doubt in Ane's eyes, she was determined to take care of the baby in her cradle with sincere and loving affection.

“No mbak, the clothes that the baby was wearing I threw away because it had been torn to pieces mbak, so I took a button shirt inside because there was nothing for the baby,” great-grandchildren of the store.

Ane nodded in understanding, he went into the minimarket to buy milk, diapers and baby porridge not to forget to pay what the employee had given the baby, there was a box of milk, there was a box of milk, pacifiers and clothes worn by the baby even though the minimarket employees refused but Ane insisted on paying for it. The baby in Ane's sling now looks lackey even his eyes look sleepy maybe tired crying.

What a surprise bi Popon when Ane came home with a baby. Curious he asked and Ane told him about the baby.

“Astagfirullah, but anyway still wrong neng, send the child is not the right choice too, pity oruh, why not all titipin in the home? Good thing that can this baby good people if the bad people must have been used whether it was sold or made into street beggars, it is rampant such a case, pity,”

“Hm, bi, can I have a moment please? Please take care of this baby first I want to go home mbak Lingga ask for a few pieces of Caca clothes when small,”

Bi Popon did not approve, the middle-aged woman offered to go to the Lingga house, he was worried if Ane was tired of walking on let alone having time to hold the baby.