Being a Milk Mom For Twin Nieces
Chapters 2. Breastfeeding the First Time

“Cup, cup, cup. Shut up, how else do I have to keep you quiet, huh?”

Puk, puk, puk.

Arsatya patted the ass of one of her babies who woke up at night, while the other baby was left crying on his bed.

“Hey, quiet. I'm tired, tomorrow your father has to work. Why can't you guys just shut up?” his own chatter on two crying babies.

Instead of being silent, the two babies cried even louder after hearing Arsatya's loud voice. It was not only the two babies who were bothered by the sound of her scolding, however, but other family members were also disturbed because they were still in mourning and they were still gathered at Arsatya's house because the recitation would be carried out until the next 40 days.

Ranti comes, “What's up, son? Ansha and Chesa woke up?” ranti asked her son.

“Tadi Ansha wet the bed and now everything is awake, formula-fed but do not want to be silent, Ma,” Arsatya complained. Since this afternoon, the babies were calm and peacefully asleep, but at midnight they would cry and scream unpredictably.

“My head is dizzy, Ma. The sound of their cries made my head almost break, they did not let me fall asleep for a moment,” the man's brother told the mother.

“Here, let's have a fat mama. You sleep then,” Ranti takes over the still crying baby.

“Mana can sleep if they keep crying. Just take them away from this room, I'm tired of going to sleep,” said the father of the babies.

Outside the room. Anindya ran from the stairs to the source of the sound of baby crying on the second floor.

With her wheezing breath and disheveled appearance, her eyes turned red if her sleep was disturbed due to the sound of the baby's cry that surprised her, “Tante, what's wrong? I heard the voices of Ansha and Chesa crying loudly until it sounded down,” asked Anindya who saw her two ponies crying loudly in her grandmother's arms.

“Yes, they've been crying since, probably because they're hungry, Nin. Being given a sigh of unwillingness,” said Ranti carrying and petting her two grandchildren who occasionally still whine.

“Let the carrying Anin one of them, Auntie,” pinta Anindya take Chesa from Rianti's right hand.

“Hush, cup cup cup. Pondering the beautiful Onty, the strong, the smart, the smart, don't cry, baby, Cup, cup, cup,” said Anin cradling Chesa in her cradle.

The two-day-old baby immediately fell asleep quietly and did not dwell in Anindya's arms. Now it's Ansha's turn to wake up in her grandmother's arms.

Before cradling Ansha, Anindya wants to put Chesa to bed in her cot which means she has to go into the father's room of the baby. Slowly, Anindya opened the door of the room and slowly put the baby to bed very carefully.

“Bobo first, yes, unfortunately Onty. Later Onty bring your sister here, yes, promise not to cry, okay?” anindya said talking to the baby who was asleep in her bed.

Vaguely, Arsatya could still hear Anindya's voice talking to the baby, but she let it go as long as the baby did not cry.

Through the night, Anindya still held Ansha in her arms. The little Ansha kept whining, while the formula made over and over again by her grandmother did not want to go into her stomach at all.

“Tante, if Anin loves him Anin's ASI, may not, yes?” anindya said to the in-laws of her late brother.

“Unfortunately ASI Anin is still out?” asked Ranti who then looked at Anindya's chest which looked dense and full

“Don't know, but it hurts a lot, Tan, probably because it wasn't removed. Can Anin give this to Ansha?” ask Anindya.

In front of Ranti, Anindya undressed. Aided by Ranti, Anindya is led to position a good and correct baby when going to breastfeed.

Anindya directs the baby's mouth Ansha in the right position, the baby immediately sips ASI Anin greedily according to her instinct.

“Okay, it feels like this, Tan?” Anindya grimaces as baby Ansha takes a strong sip on ASI Anindya.

“Why?”

“Sickness, auh. It hurts so much, Auntie. Ssshh... ” Anindya grimaces withstanding unbearable pain as her ASI is sucked in by baby Ansha with all her might.

“Slow-slow, Darling. Onty pain. Auntie is sick, why won't she stop for a moment or slow down, Auntie?”

The baby had indeed become calm, now replace Anindya who was crying to let out tears so uncomfortable when the baby sipped his breast milk.

“Sick, Aunt,” he said while forcibly pulling the source of ASI from the mouth of baby Ansha.

However, it instead made the baby Ansha cry loudly in surprise.

“Nin, slow down, Son. Don't be forced into it like that. He's a baby, and yours will be scuffed. Indeed, that is how felt by all mothers at the beginning of breastfeeding, pain is certain. The surface of the newborn's tongue is rough textured, but will be used for a long time,” gentle advice from Rianti.

“Sick, Tan. Anin couldn't stand it. Hush, hush, cup-cup. Forgive Onty, dear,” said Anindya regretted forcibly pulling ASI from the mouth of baby Ansha.

Ansha was still crying, Anindya felt pity but she had to give the ASI again. With a hard gulp, he will try to once again give breast milk to baby Ansha even though the surface of the payu-dara already feels sore due to blisters.

“Try changing right side, Nin,” suggestion Rianti.

Anindya according to, she let her breast be drunk by Ansha's baby even though her body was jumped because occasionally the surface of the baby's tongue felt slashing at the end of Anindya's fingers.

In Ranti's room, the two sat leaning on the bed with Ansha in Anindya's lap. Allowing overnight ASI Anindya to be sucked in by a thirsty baby Ansha.

It did not feel like morning had arrived, the sun had shone brightly from the partially open window slit barricade.

“Auh!!” back pu-ting Anindya was painful because baby Ansha again sipped breast milk without being released from last night until the baby woke up again.

“You're awake, honey? Ah, it's smart not to cry, Ansha wants to nenen again with Onty? Da? Ansha's hungry, huh?” said Anindya to take baby Ansha chat.

“Huk, uks,” as if the baby understood when Anindya spoke to him. The baby Ansha answered him with a rolling hand and a moving leg interspersed with a distinctive and adorable baby voice.

Again Anindya directed her seducer so that his position was right into the mouth of Ansha. As soon as the baby Ansha sipped it greedily and Anindya realized that the pain and tension in the area around her chest that is usually felt every morning, now it is not felt.

“This is your provision, dear. Mimi's a lot of grandchildren, yes, let onty also not feel pain anymore. Thank you, dear,” said Anindya rubbed the sweaty head of the boy for drinking breast milk with greed.