Glass Bottle Sundari
Chapter 4

"Good.huek..." Sundari regurgitated what he had just eaten. His limp body fell to the floor. Junab who massaged his nape was only able to speak Istighfar softly.

"Still dizzy deck?" Ask Junab quietly. "Do I permit it? Don't work, don't have to leave you alone gini." Junab said as he rubbed the eucalyptus oil.

"No need, it will be good." Sundari said as she stood towards her bed. These few days his head is often dizzy, nausea vomiting also every morning and night. Apparently this second pregnancy is different from the first one.

"Related?" Junab put a pillow on his wife's head to make it more comfortable to use.

"Yes," Sundari smiled softly.

"Yes, I'm leaving first." Junab kissed Sundari. "Assalamualaik."

"Waalaikumsalam," answered his wife weakly.

Junab left his own wife at home. But he has to work. Especially with the existence of his prospective son in Sundari's womb, making him more active in working. He wants to make his wife and children happy. Her dream is to have her own home, although not big. Aged together, carrying their grandchildren.

Unknowingly, Junab smiled to himself with his wishful thinking. His love for Sundari has grown since they got married. The woman had captivated her heart without words. His smile always gives shade. Junab promised to put that smile on Sundari's face. With force.

*****

Nine months later.

"Subahalloh's chat. How beautiful your son is," Lek Nanik swung the little Rima swing in his carrier. Sundari gave birth to a beautiful daughter a week ago.

"Alhamdulillah." Sundari smiled to see her daughter deep in Nanik's lek swing.

"You don't do a lot of heavy things first. Much rest. Do not tarak," advice lek Nanik different from the custom in his village. Usually mothers who have given birth do tarak or abstinence from eating certain foods. But Lek Nanik seems to be quite familiar with medical information at this time. Sundari himself nodded more listening.

"Yes lek. I told you, so there is no need to tarak. But just as symbok forbidden to drink a lot of water, he said let the wound dry spit." Junab said from inside the room that was only a plywood sheet.

"Indeed the old man was that. Can not drink much so as not to pee often, so it will be a little touched by water, keep the wound so flat dry, it rarely hit the water." Sundari was calm.

"Later to explain slowly the same symbols. By the way parents can not directly sret.sret lek, later offended, pity." Sundari said with a smile. Lek Nanik smiled back

"Let's go, really." Lek Nanik put Rima in bed. He looked at Junab who seemed ready to go to work.

"Done work straight home Jun, don't crawl. Poor Sundari alone at home." Lek Nanik said to Junab.

"Yes lek. Ready it!" Junab approached the woman who had been considered his own mother.

"Yes. InshaAlloh." Answer lek Nanik.

"Dec, I'm leaving first. Assalamualaikum."

*****

After Junab died, Lek Nanik also said goodbye to the market. For while Sundari does not sell herbal medicine, her body still needs rest after giving birth. Indeed his daughter is not as fussy as her first son. But because he lives alone without being accompanied by his symbol, then all the work is automatically done by himself.

Washing clothes, cooking, cleaning the house are all done alone. Rima diapers are always washed when exposed to toothpaste. Besides because the amount is not so much, it does so that the laundry does not accumulate. Sometimes Junab also helped her fold dry clothes and arrange them in the closet.

Junab's affection made Sundari even more in love with the man. If Sundari complained tired, Junab did not hesitate to massage his legs or back. When midnight Rima woke up, not infrequently Junab helped replace Rima's diaper. Or just accompany Sundari awake to hold Rima who is fussy.

Like tonight. Sundari was breastfeeding Rima when she saw Junab waking up and sitting next to her. Many times he yawned, but was detained to accompany his wife. Sundari was indeed breastfeeding while sitting down, because she had just changed Rima's diaper.

"Mas, just sleep. I have to work tomorrow." Sundari stroked Junab's hair with one free hand.

Junab closed her eyes as she felt Sundari's soft hand rub her hair. Either because of drowsiness or are enjoying the sensation of touch Sundari.

"Mas... Well really, sleepy that... Just go to sleep. This Rima has also started her henchmen."

"Heem... But I want a hug" said Junab spoiled.

"iihi... Don't lose to his son."

"iihi... Rima don't fuss. Pinjem mom for a moment. Mr. Kangen wants to be hugged... Yeah, yeah, yeah... " Junab said to the baby Rima who had fallen asleep in Sundari's sling while winking her ignorant eyes.

"Huh, what the hell?" Sundari pinched Junab's stomach slowly.

"Look... Again dong." Junab Temptation.

Sundari chuckled at her husband's excessive behavior, according to him. Slowly laid baby Rima in a small bed next to her in her head. He saw Rima's mouth conical like she was breastfeeding. Sundari felt anxious and wanted to kiss her. But when he saw Junab who was glaring at him as if to say, "Don't disturb his sleep. He'll wake up!" Sundari immediately retreated, walking closer to Junab.

Sumringah Junab welcomes Sundari. His hands were wide open, his eyes were shining happily. He kissed his wife's face, then pulled her into his arms. Even though they do not have intimate relationships. But for Junab, sleeping with his wife in his arms can charge his spirit.

Sundari fell asleep in her husband's arms. He really feels happy. Although she was married to Junab without any love before, but the man had proved to her that she was worthy of love.

To Sundari himself, Junab was an iron-riding prince who had saved his pride. How he smiled hearing people gossip about his widow's status at such a young age.  How he was willing to accept all the advantages and disadvantages Sundari. Junab was also able to become his priest. It is not only the priest of prayer, but the priest who is able to straighten his way to his Lord.