CONFESSION STONED
SPECIAL PARTS

“Long mother ..” whine Mima on Bu Yanti. “Daddy can't come in.” His mouth has been running since.

“In a moment, Mima's mother's father came out of the room carrying a baby sister. Want no?” tanya Bu Yanti persuaded Mima who was careless because he was not invited into the operating room.

“Mot.” Mima seemed to consistently patronize her younger brother starting from the womb.

“Where is this, Kung? Mima doesn't want to be with her sister. Will his sister take him home?” asked Bu Yanti to Mr. Wirya who was sitting opposite him with Dul.

“Ya .. how else, we will take it home aja.” Mr. Wirya smiled looking at Mima who bent his face looking at his nails.

“OK,” replied Bu Yanti turned to Mima. “Denger what Akung said? Later his sister Uti and Akung take him home. Uti seneng no new temen.”

“Don't ..” says Mima looks up. “That's my sister, can't be taken.”

“Hmmm—” mumble Bu Yanti.

“It still has snacks. Eat this first—” Dul stand up pengangsurkan plastic containing snacks that had been supplied their father to wait. Mima took the plastic but just hugged it.

Mima wears a small flower-patterned knee-length shirt and a pair of white-studded sandals. His hair was tied high in the back. Before leaving for the hospital from Pak Wirya's residence, Bu Yanti dressed the little girl. Mima really always increases when meeting Akung and Uti.

Advising Bara and Sejah not to spoil the child, it was not applied Bu Yanti to her grandson. Although in terms of regulations, the woman is classified as strict, but the way to spoil Mima looks prominent in terms of buying girls' trinkets. In that week alone, Mima just bought her favorite cartoon princess suit.

Mima, who has not gotten his wish from his father, was able to get it easily. He just needs to complain a little bit about his Uti.

The door of the operating room opened and the heads of the four people who were waiting outside instantly turned their heads. I came out with a big smile.

“Udah born! Sister Mima and Mas Dul, handsome and healthy!” exclaiming Bara approached Mima and held the girl. “Later called ‘Mbak Mima’ want, ‘kan?” Bara again kissed Mima because of her happy feelings.

“By seeing? Where?” tanya Mima put her hand on Bara's neck.

“Bby, but soon yes .. sister and mother are still ready to meet us all.” Bara sat next to Bu Yanti still holding her daughter.

“Mima fussy no Mas?” ask Bara to Dul.

“Do not ask that,” said Dul a little snorting at his sister.

Bara laughed then tightened his embrace on Mima. “Iya? Said you were fussy. How have you got a sister but fussy?” ask Bara to her daughter.

“His sister will take Uti home if fussy continues,” said Bu Yanti.

“Enggak—no, no fuss earlier. Just so fussy,” said Mima showed his fingertips.

All who were there chuckled at the worried face of Mima who felt threatened by her sister to be taken.

*****

Third day in the hospital. As with the birth of his previous child, Bara was granted two days' leave from his office. The regulation of the Employment Law was felt Bara not enough considering the experience of Mima's birth before. The baby girl who is struggling, very draining energy Bara in the early days of becoming a new father.

And now, Bara assesses he is quite experienced in caring for newborns. But even so, unexpected events can always occur to add to one's experience. Eg ….

“I want on my mother's lap. Mother has not held me for a long time,” said Mima from the edge of the bed that was laid in the face of Dijah. His face was dramatic.

“Yesterday belly big mom has her sister. It still hurts. His sister also wants nyusu. Mima is that? Mom so sad,” sahut Sjahit with the same face. The two women seemed to be playing a heart-wrenching drama.

“I also want to sleep next to mom,” Mima said again.

“Ya Gusti ..” muttered Sejah who recently contracted his female in-laws. She was breastfeeding her baby with a curtain closing around the bed.

Bara was outside with Bu Yanti and Mr. Wirya who had just come from picking up Dul back from school. Mima's warm and adorable look was like terror to her. He needs help immediately.

“Luckily I remain the most beautiful,” said Mima again.

“Yes yes, Mima remains the most beautiful. There is no rival,” replied Sejah with the view of watching the baby boy who was drinking greedily.

“Bu!” call Mima.

“Ya Nak ..” sahut Sejah returned to look at Mima. The boy was visibly upset that he felt his nonsense was not cared about. He felt that the mother who every day hugged him to sleep, now had divided his attention.

“I don't want to be called ‘Mbak’,” said Mima again.

“Gosh ..” muttered Colored who now imitates her husband's trademark. “Which father? Looks like mom needs help. Outside there is Akung and Uti you know.. there is Mas Dul as well,” said Dijah to distract his daughter.

“Who needs Daddy's help?” ask Bara when entering the curtain. “New three days have another baby, already need help Mas?” tanya Bara laughed. He already understood what was complained about the Colonized just now when he saw the clear look of Mima.

Bara approached the side of the bed where Mima was sitting with her legs hanging. He immediately grabbed his daughter's tiny back into his arms. And Mima who was still feeling sorry for herself, immediately returned the embrace.

“Big yes ..” says Bara. “Dad more rivals,” he continued again.

“Make his mother, keep his father is the most handsome.” Colored grimacing flashed a gaze at Bara.

“Her mother's praise is quite entertaining as capital next month.” Nyengir. “Drinking stage?” tanya Bara turned to the face of the baby who was half-sourced.

“Such a stage even. Different from Mima first,” replied Dijah.

“His name is male ..” sahut ema chuckles. “Inuri.”

She sneered at her husband's answer.

“Daddy want to kiss Mommy can?” tanya Bara looked down at the face of Mima who was staring at her younger brother. “So here,” said Bara showed his fingertips to Mima.

Mima nodded slowly and Bara laughed as she lowered her head to kiss Dijah's cheek.

Sejah nodded. Her tears are filled because of the taste of haru. The more children, he felt increasingly crybaby and easy to cry for small things. Seeing Mima perform dance at the school performance alone, can make him wipe the corner of the eye. He feels older. It feels like just yesterday he was sprawled because he was drunk with Mima. Suddenly the baby was already towering and dancing nimbly on the stage.

“Dad there to say something to you. At first Dad went to Mas, but Mas think I'm the only father who said.”

“What is it?” cut the Sejah directly a little anxious.

“You don't want to, you can refuse. That's your right,” Bara said. “Udah finished nyuinya, ‘kan? Benerin his clothes first .. Mas want to call Dad,” said Bara while confirming the location of his wife's hospital uniform neck. Their baby boys are already sound asleep.

Sejah nodded and slowly confirmed his lying down. His heart was half thumping and half was curious about what his father-in-law would say.

After Bara opened the whole curtain and piled everything to the left side, at the same time Mr. Wirya, Bu Yanti and Dul who were watching television turned to the side of the bed.

“Yah ..” call Bara.

“Udah sleep youngest grandson Akung?” asked Mr. Wirya to get up from his seat.

“Dad who said,” said Bara assign duties to his father.

“Mesti Dad,” sela Bu Yanti approached Mima and stroked the girl's pigtail. Bara sneered while thrusting a chair at his mother.

“No need, Father aja.” Bu Yanti asked Bara to give the chair to Mr. Wirya. While he himself still stood hugging Mima in place of Bara earlier.

“Begini Colored ..” said Mr. Wirya.

“Ya ..” The man immediately replied impatiently.

“Name of your son, was told Bara. Ibrahim Son of Satyadarma. A name with many good meanings. Father finally had a grandson who bears the name Satyadarma. That's not a must. But I also do not deny, if Dad is happy. Perhaps this was the feeling that Kang Mas Guntur, Heru's father, would have felt had he been alive. Got a grandson who has the same last name." Mr. Wirya spoke in a low tone as if disguising his speech from the ears of Dul who was watching television.

“Ya ..” said Sejah slowly hinted that he heard clearly every word of his in-laws.

“But ... I have an idea that needs your approval. In the future, people will realize that the name Dul is a little different. Not important, but the name Dul with one syllable, I think it would be more beautiful if also added Son Satyadarma. I'm just trying to prepare a full future for Dul. As you know, Dul is very close to Dad. I don't want Dul to be different later .. Maybe that's the last thing I can give you. But of course, if you allow it. How?” asked Mr. Wirya to examine the face of the already reddened Dijah.

Seconds later, tears were unstoppable. How could someone else who has no blood relation with his child be so thoughtful about the future. Sejah never again asked or wanted to know about Dul's real father. But implicitly, he had heard the whispers of Bara and Heru about the maximum punishment that had taken Fredy's life. Sejah does not know if Dul understands and understands about it. He did not dare to bring it up. Memories of Dul's past and his self are still very heavy to speak of clearly.

“Where to Darling?” tanya Bara rubbed her back.

Sejah nodded many times while wiping his tears. “Ask Dul Mas—tanya Dul, I m seneng. I wanna. But Dul can choose now. Tanya Dul,” replied Colored.

Mr. Wirya immediately turned to Dul who was diligently watching the formula one racing show on television. “Dul, here—” call Mr. Wirya confident.

Seen saw Dul immediately turned his head. He thought that since then maybe Dul had listened to what they were talking about.

Dul put the television remote on the table and walked up to Mr. Wirya. The boy's body was tall towered above a child his age. Her skin and face resembled that of her mother.

“Yes, Kung?” sahut Dul's.

“Akung just want to ask, your name ‘kan too short. What if I added the same last name as Ibrahim? Your name will be Abdullah Son of Satyadarma. How's it? If you want, your father will take care of the name-changing document.” Mr. Wirya sat up and held Dul's arm while saying that. Dul who had been judged sometimes so mature at the age of 13 years.

“The name will be the same as Dad and Akung?” tanya Dul made sure with a serious face.

“Iya, same ..” replied Mr. Wirya nodded.

“Use Satyadarma?” ask Dul again to make sure.

“Satyadarma,” said Mr. Wirya nodded.

“I want. When added? Can you add directly?” ask Dul enthusiastically.

Mr. Wirya laughed. Bara smiled still rubbing the back of Sejah who shrunk his tears. Bu Yanti turned her eyes to Mima. He has been trying to hide the tears that have soared since.

“Let's take care of it as soon as possible,” said Bara.

******

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