
Sarah returns to William's home by riding an online motorcycle taxi and hand-holds a plastic bag filled with milk, baby diapers and clothes for Belle.
"Willi where?" Mama's head was wailing looking for the figure of her eldest son.
"Go to the office, he said there are guests," said Sarah bragged a little.
"Oh, the child has just become a husband one day there is no romantic-romantic," complained Mama with frown, but not because of William's behavior but his eyes were fixed on the luggage in the hands of his daughter-in-law, "What'sthat?"
"Eh, the groceries have Belle, Ma," said Sarah as she inched quickly to her room.
"The plastic bag is black kayaking in the market?" mumbling Mama suspected.
In the room, Sarah quickly unpacked her groceries. Baby diaper without a brand, he moved it to a storage box that he bought in the market.
Then he quickly slipped into the kitchen after making sure no one saw him. Sarah took out a colored plastic container and immediately returned to the room. He opened the milk packaging and poured it into the plastic container.
"If it's like this, no one knows the price of milk and diapers for Belle." Sarah observed her results with pride.
"Mama!" As she was about to go out with the milk box to the kitchen, Sarah was surprised to find her in-laws at the door of her room.
"Kok surprised, Mama just want to ask Belle's milk has been purchased? he's fussy it looks hungry."
"This-this is just gonna take you to the kitchen." Sarah showed me a container of milk she was carrying from the room.
"Why put it here, Sarah? It will not be sterile."
"So the cardboard is torn, Ma."
"M." Mmm." Mama just mumbled indistinctly. Sarah immediately walked into the kitchen and made Belle milk, because Mama's mumble seemed to mean more than 'good'.
"Sarah, why don't you get your ASI out?" mama asked as she took over Belle from her in-laws sling.
"ASI? Oh, yes ... Less know too, Ma." Sarah's head kept bowing looking at Belle in her arms. He tried to avoid the gaze of his in-laws who seemed to scan his entire limbs.
"You must be very sad, yes, giving birth without anyone accompanying you. Forgive William yes, Sarah." Instead of coming out of his room, his father-in-law was sitting on the edge of the bed.
"It's okay, Ma. We've done something wrong, but my boarding buddy is good he's been helping out all this time."
"Thank God. You gave birth to a normal or a caesarean?"
"Normal, Ma" said Sarah after thinking for a while.
"Oh yeah, what age is Belle really? What date was he born?"
Sarah wants to scream 'Stop! Don't ask anything.' He was afraid, because one lie came out of his mouth, another lie flowed to cover all the stories he made.
"Sadah?"
"Eh, the 10th, Ma," answered Sarah quickly. It just so happened that his eyes were pounded on the number 10 in William's t-shirt that was draped on the back of the chair.
"November 10th?" guess Mama. Sarah nodded doubtfully, for she never counted and no matter what age the baby she was carrying right now, "Well, born on this day of the hero." Mama kissed Belle's leg gnawing in the air.
'If you were born on the day of the hero, I really wish you were a hero to my papa, Belle.'
"Mom to the kitchen first yes, want to prepare lunch. You rest yes. Uh, your puerperium is over, Sarah?" Suddenly she turned around before reaching the door.
"Nephas?" Both of Sarah's eyebrows are linked, her entire brain is trying to find what is meant by the word puerperium.
"That's, the blood that comes out after giving birth is like the moon."
"Ow, I've, Ma." Sarah hoped the answer was correct.
Sarah shuddered to see what her mother-in-law meant.
"Don't let that brunette touch me. If I was too rash to sell myself before, but not now. As long as that foster husband can give me money, it's safe so far."
Sarah again counted the rest of the money William gave her this morning. He kept it tightly under the folds of his clothes in his cloth bag.
At night after returning from the office, William clucked annoyed to find Sarah joking with the baby in her bed.
"Eh, Papa's home." Sarah's voice, likened to that of a child, made William nauseous.
"Stop saying that, it's inappropriate for your old face" William said as he walked into the bathroom.
The sound of running water from the bathroom made Sarah's mind drift everywhere. The chest that field flashed again in his memory.
'Focus Sarah, your only goal is money!'
"Naah, it's Papa's done bathing," Sarah told Belle as soon as the bathroom door opened.
"Don't call me Papa, I'm not the baby's parent!"
"Belle same Papa first yes, Mama wants to take a shower." Not caring for the expression of protest from William's mouth, Sarah instead handed Belle into the man's arms.
"Hey! Take her again, I can't carry her!" William was confused. Both of her hands carried Belle with only her under the armpits of the baby.
"Sstt, don't yell. You scared him, look he's gonna cry at your loud voice."
Belle's lips are pulled down. His two clear eyes seemed to be filled with tears.
"He's crying, Sarah!" William was getting more panicked when Belle's lips seemed to shake accompanied by the sound of a stuck stuffing.
"Not to scream, he's afraid. Soft talk, comfortable talk and carry." Sarah walks casually into the bathroom and closes the door leaving William alone with Belle.
"Saraaahh." William was angry. He did not dare to shout anymore, the baby was already moving restlessly in his hands.
"Ssttt, don't move much later!" William moved Belle's body like a doll.
"Put it on the bed if you can't carry it." Sarah screamed from the bathroom.
"Bringing woman!" aspir William.
"Hic .. Hiccup .. Huuhuu." Belle started crying, the baby thought she was being scolded by the brown-eyed man.
"Cup, cup, cup. Don't cry." William lay the small body on the bed, but Belle remained motionless.
"He's still crying, Saraaah!" William shouted back.
"Give toys or milk." Sarah screamed back from the bathroom.
"Okay, here's the milk." William took the remaining half of the bottle and gave it to Belle.
The baby began to shut up and suck the milk William gave him. His clear eyes fascinated William. Unknowingly her lips untied her smile and her fingers rubbed Belle's round cheeks like a red apple.
William's eyes suddenly widened, when his hands felt a warm liquid coming out of the baby's pants.
"Saraaahhhh!"
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