Enough One Wife
Shopping Vegetables And Neighbor's Strings
Saturday morning, usually after dawn prayers I went to bed, but it did not happen because I saw Jihan pacing outside the room. It is visible because the door and the curtains are wide open. At first he came out carrying garbage, then swept, mopped, then there was the sound of water, it seemed like Jihan was washing cloth manually because we did not have a washing machine.
One of the twins suddenly cried, in just seconds Jihan was already in the room, apparently Nadira who woke up. The baby seemed to be wetting his bed, deftly Jihan changed her diaper. Our twins if at home are rarely wearing diapers because the word Jihan disposable diapers is wasteful. Our previous finances were very mediocre because in addition to supporting our family, some were sent to my family.
"Here, Dira is the same brother, the deck." I said, getting up from the bed and approaching the baby box.
"Lho, is your brother awake? Dira's crying is tight?" said Jihan. "I'm sorry bang, it's bothering you. I thought I'd just fall asleep at the very least" he said.
"Oh yes, I continue to wash it. You're not done washing it?" I said. Without waiting for Jihan's approval, I headed for the bathroom, there were two buckets of dirty clothes still waiting to be completed, it turned out that Jihan had just finished one bucket.
"Bang, no need. Just let me. Soon Dira also sleeps "Jihan overtakes me to the bathroom while fondling Dira.
"It's okay, if Dira is asleep you just go to sleep. Just rest first, last night you stayed up again, right? Who's fussy, Nabila or Nadira?" tanywku. Today I am going on holiday so I can help you." I said, while starting to wash the dirty clothes that had been soaked by Jihan. "Sir, you wash a lot too?"
"That, yesterday I wasn't holy, bang. Not able. Biasalah, Nabila fussy. Don't want to be put. Luckily Nadira is a henchman, so I can carry Nabila all day."
I looked at my wife's face, worthy of the face that used to always be radiant now look haggard. Just sleep less, his body tired of working all day, keeping the twins alone without anyone helping is indeed really draining energy, plus he now has never used scincare again, yes again the reason is because our economy is not stable. Greater spending on mandatory needs rather than inputs, the financial part that holds it must be dizzy to set the money out.
"Yes, now you rest first in the same room children because later delapanan hours I want to take you for a walk." I said. Maybe because he was too tired, finally Jihan according to him, he returned to the room. While I continue the laundry.
"Honey, I'm sorry," I paused at the door, seeing Jihan sleeping with Nadira, while Nabila was in the crate. I hurried to dry my clothes outside, and then immediately went out to shop for breakfast.
My old motorbike drove to the front of the housing, so early this morning there were many vegetable traders who hung out there with various mwr ka merchandise. At first I just wanted to buy two packs of chicken porridge for our breakfast, but looking at the vegetables in the cart, I remembered that our refrigerator was empty, so I went straight to the merchant, stand with the mothers there.
Two ties of spinach, kale, tempeh, tofu, chili, cayenne, shallots, garlic, tomato, pufferfish, catfish, chicken half a kilogram, beef liver half a kilogram, beef liver, carrot and toge one pack. Everything was the food I chose. Actually I am not too familiar with the world of shopping like this because when I was in college I cooked to save on food costs, so shopping in a place like this is like being nostalgic for me.
"Ckckckck, this is Mr Hasan, isn't it? Her husband is Jihan? Not sure if Mr. Hasan flexible also buy it. My husband who has been married for ten years until now has not understood that he was told to shop" said a mother who turned out to be a neighbor of our block. "I often see Jihan hassles taking care of her twin babies, especially if it has been back and forth three, so we mothers wonder, this is her husband why not help? At least hire a maid. Kaishan, at that time recently the lahiran has been wandering everywhere to cook vegetables, even though the seams have not been dry. If you say old man pamali out before forty days." he whispered to me. "Actually I want to help mbak Jihan, but yes the house is different block, want to be invited to shop with also my love in the bonceng husband, it is impossible yes mas I invite all too. Fortunately, I am now helping. Next time if you are bothered to find a maid, mas. So that Jihan's not too heavy."
It felt slapped with the mother's babble, no matter what her intentions, whether good or want to be julid, but what she said was true. All this time Jihan hit everything by herself, let alone our house far away, but she had to hold it all down. If I can't be asked for help. Jihan must be lonely because we don't have neighbors. I became determined to take him away, next month my salary was fifteen as well. It will not be hard to contract a better house
"Thank you, Mom, for sharing the story. I hope I can fix everything, help Jihan not to bother herself." I said, then hurried home.
Along the way, I wanted to cry. Just imagined now, Jihan who has not healed properly seams wounds must experience all that. I remember right, a week after the birth, when we were in control of the midwife, Jihan was bleeding. Midwives to warning so that he does not move much because he is worried about the seams coming off. Not because he was walking at the time.
"Astagfirullah, it is a sin for you San, Hasan. Your wife has been struggling to give birth to your child but your brain is not happy to make her happy!" I cursed myself. How selfish of me, coming home from work instead of trying to help him even feel good to sleep because I feel tired, he said, jihan is certainly more tired because he works not only from eight to five in the afternoon and five working days, but twenty-four hours. From morning I met you. Monday to Sunday!
