Unknown Baby
S,D,T,E = One, Two, Three, Four

At this moment Faiq felt his life was complete. There are children, wives and careers. Which delights do you deny? He never thought of his old self. How to ignore a fun yes-yes and think you'll be single for life? Really ridiculous.

Excited after returning home from work, someone is waiting at home with a bright smile. It turned out to be so much fun.

"Thank you for coming into our lives" Faiq said, peeping at Yuno's cheeks. Next to the baby's eyes was closed felt Faiq's lips that kissed him.

"Ac eumm .. haa." The baby smiled. His hand grabbed Faiq's face.

A soft little finger touched the surface of the man's face, the smell of the powder burst when the kiss for the little one came again. Little happiness comes just by looking at her tiny smile. Why can this baby be thrown away? Faiq really did not think.

The right choice to bring this baby into his home, destiny is like leading them into a family. Faiq was grateful that Yuno was present and became her unifier with Myesha.

"This is the coffee." Myesha put the coffee on the table close to Faiq.

Still holding Yuno, the man's hand grabbed the coffee. Sipping it lightly until it feels hot and bitter into the throat.

"Work time I don't calm down leaving you at home, so I asked Mom to come here. He said he'd come here."

There's actually another reason. Her mother could tell Myesha that her cooking was terrible and had to change. He was weak-hearted to criticize the woman's cooking. Although it will be painful but Faiq believes Myesha can change through the help of her mother.

"What number is your mother?"

"My biological mother, number 4."

Myesha nodded, it was no problem. It has been one week since Andre became a fugitive, there are reports of someone seeing Andre in the Bantul area. Then he's near here. His heart was not calm, afraid that at any time Andre suddenly appeared and disturbed him.

"Mas I'm curious, but if Mas doesn't want a story I don't mean it."

"What are you wondering?"

"On the number of your mother. And why do they get along so well, which I don't think is unusual."

"Oh that, I'm telling you the origin."

That afternoon Faiq said, Father, Darman. Having a long family history, as a child of a prominent family at that time Darman was pressured to have a son or would not get a inheritance. Her parents' property will be given to her cousin.

At that time Santi, Darman's wife was also restless. Living in a new order with all government dictatorships is very difficult. His two daughters could be forcibly taken by the bad guys if they did not have power. So he let Darman get married again.

Santi has 3 friends. From childhood they are housed together and neighbors. Santi, Dian, Tini, Eni. She had a problem with wanting to have a son. Because of the close friendship one of his friends went forward profitably became his second wife. Dian eventually marries Darman, but the baby born is not a boy.

The four friends discussed again, finally Tini advanced to marry Darman. But again the one born a daughter. Until the rest of Eni, they pinned their hopes on the woman. Wishing wholeheartedly that the child to be born would be a man.

Seeing the seriousness of his wives, Darman also did not stay silent. He went there and came to meet the shaman until kyai. Fasting three months until meditating. Whatever he did to have a boy.

At this critical moment, Faiq was born from Eni's womb. Wife number 4. Everyone loves Faiq. The inheritance of hundreds of acres of land belonged to his family.

"So because they were friendly from the beginning so compact really?"

"Yes, they're compact. Husbands share, possessions share, children also belong together without distinction."

"I also want to have a very familiar theme like your mothers."

"Yes, one person, but not as familiar as your mothers."

"It is better to have one friend but to be trusted than to have a thousand friends full of lies."

Hearing that Myesha smiled. One friend is enough. Can understand himself and can be invited to share his taste.

"Mas himself has friends?" ask Myesha.

"much. But there are those who are close to nothing."

Their chatter was stopped when Faiq's father's car clicked for the gate to open. Hurriedly Faiq gave Yuno to Myesha's lap and ran to open the gate.

Mr. Darman is only a few hours away from Faiq's house. Tells the story of Mr. Burhan who is now in prison. Believe me, I can't believe Mr. Burhan was actually the head of a gang at school. You could say bad boy. But Mr. Darman thinks Mr. Burhan has changed and been as successful as he is now. His wealth was made in a dirty way. Unlike him who can be rich because it produces boys.

"Thank you, Mom. I'm going here." Myesha.

While fondling Yuno Bu Eni smiled. "Make mother's daughter-in-law and granddaughter what the hell is not."

True what Faiq said, Myesha got a subtle reprimand about her cooking. Slowly Myesha changed and learned to cook with Bu Eni. Myesha tells me that she has no mother and how her family is doing. Bu Eni was very pity and increasingly affectionate with Myesha. She played the role of a mother and seriously taught Myesha.

"Mom, if I want to eat lunch to Mas Faiq, can't I?" ask Myesha.

"Yes, try it. He must have liked surprises. Especially now that your cooking is good."

Myesha smiles. He immediately put roasted chicken and vegetables into the bushel. Prepare to deliver to the hospital.

"Titip Yuno brags, Mom?"

"You be careful on the road."

Myesha nodded and grabbed the motor key. Drive it to the hospital in the middle of the city. This was the first time she had come to this hospital after marrying Faiq. Didn't expect to marry a doctor who works here.

Sister Faiq was in her room with Doctor Sella. Myesha immediately walked according to the nurse's direction. The door was unlocked and Myesha could see clearly Faiq was laughing and looked familiar with the woman. Why was there such a strange sigh appearing in his heart.

"The doctor is beautiful, not as buluk as I am." Mumbled. Feeling less.

Faiq's smile for Sella is why he hurt her. Like someone bleeding but invisible.

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