Enough One Wife

Enough One Wife
Alhamdulillah Ride Department


Krucuk krucuk. The atmosphere was sad because our conversation was moving to change with me who blushed because it was found to be hungry too, while Jihan felt guilty for having spent all the martabak I brought. He who is breastfeeding, especially twins, his appetite increases many times because every hour must be shared with children. It was like eating for three people, so it was natural that everything was spent without a babibubebo.


"That's right, sorry. I'm really insensitive. Husband has not eaten is spent. There is no rice either." Jihan looked sad. "Abang will definitely be difficult tonight because you can not sleep if the condition is hungry."


"That's okay, you're resistant. The important thing is that you're full so the children's milk needs are safe." I said, pretending to be tough when agitated as well. As Jihan said, I can at least go hungry. It is usually difficult to sleep if the stomach is empty. "Are there really no deck groceries?" my question, after the stomach again kicked keroncong.


"There's instant noodles. Brother wants? There are two packs left. I made ya." Jihan rushed to our kitchen, from the sound of the stove being checked clearly that she had started cooking. Again, I should be grateful to have a wife as quick as Jihan. She was so sensitive to her husband's condition. Always try to do your best.


Before long, the smell began to smell. Jihan came up with a tray containing two bowls of boiled noodles plus half-cooked eggs and sliced cayenne pepper. He presented it right in front of me.


"Please bang," he said. One bowl was near me, the other was pulled.


"Lho, you want to eat too, deck?" my many.


"Huh?" Jihan fell silent. "Yes bang." he lowered his head.


"I'm sorry baby, that was .. I mean Brother, you have eaten martabak and bright moon. But nothing at all. Well, gini you know dear, brother is not a problem you eat again, just dumbfounded by the portion of your meal. But Brother is happy every meal accompanied like this. Brother just does not want you to eat forced to accompany Brother. But if you're really hungry you're even really happy." I'm worried that he's offended so talk digress. I've read that the hormones of breastfeeding women have not fully returned to normal as before, can be sensational as well as when still pregnant. That's why I'm really looking after. So that he does not think and then affect his ASI. It was only because of shock. All this time I was not too concerned with eating it during this breastfeeding period, because of the busyness in the office. Previously eating Jihan normal-normal course, even I have never seen him can spend martabak as much as himself once sitting. "Darling, how quiet? Is he angry?" my many.


Jihan raised her head, then smiled. Smile like I had to. "Hehehe, no bang. Sorry if I ate a lot. Also more fat yeah, bang. But now I can't diet, bang. Sorry yeah. So this bullet. I'm afraid that limiting food will be less ASI. She struggles with weight gain. I'm sorry to bang if it's not good in the eyes." he apologized repeatedly so that makes me more unwell. "I was also actually initially confused bang, why his appetite rose many times this way. It even got so fierce. But the doctor said when we check up the kids it's natural because our baby's two, bang."


"Hehehehe, no deck. My brother is happy if you eat a lot. It is true that God gives us extra sustenance. Love him at the right time again. Luckily Abang had a wife like you whose prayers were quickly accepted by Allah." I said.


"Daddy, you know not. Brother rises the department. The brother who was previously just an ordinary staff went up two levels. Now my brother is a manager. Furthermore, the salary of Brother who was originally only three million is now fifteen million. Imagine the deck, good God is the same as us. It must be because of the prayers. God knows, and children need to eat enough and nutritious, so given additional funds for us." I said, with teary eyes.


Since marrying Jihan, I have indeed felt that life is much luckier. There are so many positive things that he has transmitted to me. Starting from the good habits that make me initially so irregular so that in just three years can rise in office quite soaring. He also made me feel like a better human being and cared about everyone including my family, even though I was so ignorant before.


"Alhamdulillah. MashaAllah, Tabarakallah." Jihan glazed. He was so happy. "Congratulations bang, Brother is really great."


I know, all this time he must have had trouble managing our family's finances mediocre. Almost without savings, but everything managed to be arranged in such a way as to be enough by Jihan. She really is the best wife for me.


"This is all thanks to your prayer, brother. You are also the one who always cheers on my brother. You always advise Brother if it has started to be a little lazy. This is all for you and your dear children. Brother promises to work harder because in the future, with a position as a manager, there will be many opportunities to look for additional, hopefully our lives are better ya." I said.


"Amijin, bang." Jihan assures tight. "Oh yeah bang, don't forget to tell mom. So that we may always be prayed." Said again.


I'm nodding. Directly took the only HP of the two of us that I carried everywhere, while Jihan was home without HP. Actually, this is Jihan's phone that I ended up wearing because my HP was missing. To replace the new we don't have the money yet. All of our funds were drained for twin streams and care when they were born which was quite costly.


She was born weighing less than two pounds. They must enter the incubator for three days. For their treatment we had to go back and forth. At that time we really had to rely on ourselves because we were in the region and away from parents. Jihan's parents and new mother came on the third day after birth due to work constraints.


From the village, I heard the voice of my mother so happy. Just like Jihan, the mother also gave thanks several times, and even heard the sound of sobs because the mother's children urakan finally became people too. It can also make a family name.


"Remember San, all right. Don't fuckin. Don't cocky. Love your wife and child. If it wasn't for their prayers, you wouldn't have gotten all of this." said the mother, giving long advice. I nodded my head, assuring all my mother's prayers and counsel.