Asti Girl Carrying the Curse
Chapter 34. In Hope and Prayer
Asti's cry and speech in a rather loud voice, when the woman entered the house quite surprised everyone. But Bulek Ratih who followed him entered, immediately hugged Asti's body which was still trembling withstanding all emotions.
" That's it... Don't listen to that mother's unqualified babble!" bulek Ratih.
Even Widya's mother, Bude Prapti, and Mr. Cahyadi just fell silent. They've heard from Bude Prapti about Suparlan's mother's problems. Usually Asti is only silent and not affected by the woman's speech and nyinyiran.
Asti's tears wet the batik clothes the woman was wearing. They hugged for quite a while until the soft voice of Bulek Ratih was quite soothing.
" Try, Lek ! All this time I have been silent every Jeng Inneke was talking with the aim of insinuating or underestimating. Asti still wants to learn from his wife Mr. Suparlan because he is a long-time citizen here. But I can't accept that my family is called a rioting party!
Indeed we all bother and disturb his life, what?"
Lek No and Mr. Cahyadi immediately came out of the house. She knew because of her pregnancy, Asti became easily provoked emotions. These men, they do not want to interfere in this matter.
But Lek No was also offended by the woman's remark earlier. Because the distance of the brand is also a bit far, so Lek No did not hear the words of Mother Suparlan.
The man just dropped off his wife and Bude Prapti in front of the house. Then he immediately parked the vehicle owned by Mr. Cahyadi in a special parking lot provided in the corner of the housing there. Even the car that opened it since yesterday is still parked there.
Lek No's husband was just a bit shocked by the way Suparlan's mother dressed when she came out of her house, which she said was inappropriate. Because the woman was only wearing a thin negligee made of red shirts.
It's not just the length of the dress that's above the knee. But the negligent material was printed tightly throughout Mother Suparlan's body which was quite dense and contained. Though in this complex, only the woman who already has a daughter who has sat in the 1st grade of High School.
Sayur sir who was old enough, occasionally glanced at the buyer with a passionate gaze. Mother Suparlan's appearance was quite tempting faith men.
Indeed, Suparlan's mother is a very existent woman with her appearance! It was as if he wanted to show the young women who were his neighbors in this housing complex. If he is more than thirty-six years old, he can still look fresh and attractive.
The atmosphere of daylight inside Satrio's official house became more silent. Occasionally there was a tap of the sound of a hammer from the window - windows in some rooms.
Today Lek No assisted Mr. Cahyadi install mosquito wire gauze on each ventilation under the window. Of course, to prepare for the birth of Asti and Satrio. No mosquitoes enter the house. Because, behind this housing complex, there is a large land filled with various large trees and wild bushes that are not taken care of by their owners. So, if the house is not tightly closed, the mosquito invasion will be enough to disturb the residents of the house around the empty garden.
Asti's hot mood has not subsided. In the past, there was Mbah Harjo Winangun who always gave him advice and strength. Now he feels alone.
Back then when he was in 9th grade Junior High, suddenly all his friends in one class were hostile to him. Asti continues to be shunned by the students of the son of one school, like people affected by infectious diseases. He did not know what mistake he had made. Only wise advice from Mbah Kakung Winangun is what makes us realize, that we can not always make everyone accept or like us.
Since then Asti became more independent and believed in his abilities. Moreover, many years before Mbah Harjo had guided him to study and study the study of Islam in his home.
Bude Prapti assisted Bulek Ratih to prepare lunch and make snacks from the king's bananas brought from the garden from the village. Asti's face was still puffy when he came out of the room and enjoyed lunch together.
"Sorry, Mommy, Mommy. Also Lek No and Bulek Train! Asti has been very patient in facing Mother Suparlan's words. Asti was a little angry. Because it does not accept everyone in this house is considered rioters. Sorry .."
"Already, Asti! We understand too, really. You have a lot of Istighfar, yes. Much Patience...." Said Widya's mother calmly.
Asti began to feel a powerful shock that suddenly struck his stomach. Occasionally he could endure the pain with a slow groan. He realized that his emotions this morning made him quite stressed.
" Get ready, Asti. Contracts are becoming more frequent. We're going to the hospital!"Obviously Widya's mother.
" Mom, drop the lock on the bottom of the closet. There are jewelry belonging to Mbah Putri and Bude Ayu . . . The plan is to sell Asti."
" Look down, Asti. Sasha's been looking for someone to buy it!"
Since the seven-monthly event, Asti has been talking about the legacy of the gold jewelry to her older sister Satrio. The jewelry was an old model, but some of the letters were already illegible due to age. Sasha said such an old-fashioned model of gold jewelry was suitable for a collector. Because they judge it not only from the gold in the jewelry. But more to the value of the jewelry as an antique. Thank goodness if purchased more expensive than the current gold market price.
There was no intention of Asti wearing the jewelry that looked very striking. Because some strands of necklaces alone weigh more than 20 grams. Not to mention bracelets, rings and large studs. If Asti wears it at an organization event in Satrio's office, he will more like a walking gold shop.
Until midnight, the contractions experienced by Asti are still not regular, increasingly making Asti difficult to sleep.
" This is the Dedek to wait for his father to be born, kali! " Said Widya's mother who was also unable to sleep well last night. For sleeping in the same bed with his son-in-law.
Asti is increasingly agitated due to shortness of breath, with the stomach wrapped around overnight. Aided by her mother-in-law, Asti took a bath and changed clothes.
"We're going to the hospital, Mom!" Take Mr. Cahyadi after they finish breakfast.
Mr. Cahyadi and Lek No came out of the house. Intended to pick up a car parked in the corner of a dead-end residential street.
There is enough land to park cars for residents of this complex so as not to interfere with the activities of the official homeowners who go home and go to work. Some of them use four-wheeled vehicles as private owned cars, others are official cars from the office.
Asti's sweat had already run down the river when they reached the hospital lobby. With fast motion Mr. Cahyadi get a wheelchair for Asti who will soon be taken to the examination room Doctor Siska. Incidentally today there is a schedule of obstetricians that from 10:00.
On the recommendation of Siska's doctor, Mr. Cahyadi assisted Lek No to register Asti at the reception desk. The officers, had prepared a room in accordance with the class on BPJS that Satrio has.
The group immediately entered the room for Asti. While Widya's mother is still waiting for Asti in the delivery room to get medical treatment .
During the labor process, Bude Prapti and Bulek Ratih were tense. Doctor Siska said because she gave birth to the first child, so the opening that Asti had to undergo was slower and longer.
Every ache and pain as the baby in his stomach moves to find the birth canal, that is where Asti is praying and pleading with the Supreme Being, that he be given strength and ease.
Every now and then, Widya's mother rubbed the sweat on Asti's forehead and neck with a tissue. The woman also recited some chants of Quranic verses and prayers. So that his grandson is born healthy and does not experience obstacles.
The day began to change the night. The stoic and strong women took turns to look after Asti. The faces of the men in the waiting room looked tense but patient.
Almost 10 hours Asti felt pain and prolonged abdominal pain. Until the face of Mr. Cahyadi looked bright to see the figure of Satrio who came to this room. The boy had taken a shower and changed into jeans and navy blue t-shirts.
Asti who was feeling the most pain, when the doctor Siska began to give cues. Midwife Yati, also helped. Asti groans continued to be heard between the voice of Doctor Siska and Midwife Yati who gave directions.
Satrio immediately grabbed Asti's body, when Widya's mother saw her son's presence. Satrio hugged his wife's shoulder. Because it had been too long to endure pain and pain, Asti did not notice that now her husband had accompanied the birth of his son. Asti's breath was increasingly hunting, a strong blow along with Asti's moans, finally the baby came out with the last push.
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The sound of the baby's cry was heard by people waiting in front of the delivery room door. There is a prayer said. Alhamdulillah! Bulek Ratih cried sobbing . My dear girl has now become a mother.