
Day after day Nara lived with frustration, but she still tried to be happy in front of her little daughter. His body was still in pain, his spine was like it was not fused, maybe the figure of speech was so terrible to hear, but that was how he felt.
Syakila was forbidden to use diapers at all, as a result she had to wash her toothpaste often and also used Syakila defecation. Parents say, having children must be clean and hygenic, so that babies do not get sick easily. Nara tried to follow all the instructions of Rendi's in-laws even though she herself was still lay in caring for the baby.
Today, Rendi is staying at the campus because there is an event there. As a result, Nara is alone at home with Syakila. Fortunately Syakila was not fussy and understood the condition of Nara. As she interacts more often with the syakila, the baby's smile makes Nara very happy and can forget all her burdens and pain in an instant.
“Funny the hell you are, son,” said Nara while touching Syakila's cheek gently. While playing with Syakila, suddenly someone knocked on the door of Nara's house.
There was a bit of fear, as he had never met any of the neighbors in the compound.
Because the tv room with the outside door close together, Nara immediately stood up and opened the door slowly. Although actually he did not want to open the door of his house, but the sound of the tv must have been heard to the outside, it made Nara even more unwell.
“Iya?” greet Nara while opening the door. How surprised Nara when she saw Gibran already in front of her house.
“Loh? Gibran?!” shock Nara.
“Hai! Can I come in?” ask the man.
“Oh .. may, but I'm so sorry to mess up,” said Nara who immediately tidied up the place, even though the place was always neat and clean.
Gibran walked in slowly and sat down next to the door, as it was indeed a small room, probably only able to receive about 7 guests in the room. Gibran's eyes were fixed on the baby in the small bed.
“That's your son?” ask Gibran while pointing at Syakila.
“Iya, hehe. Name's Syakila. Why are you suddenly here? Not ngabarin first anyway,” said Nara who is actually very awkward because he uses home clothes, fearing it is not polite and not nice to see Gibran.
“Sorry yes I did not know you. Yesterday you asked me for help, I arrived in front of the alley, but look you've gone with your husband, I'm not here,” Gibran explained to the woman. Nara immediately remembered that she had not told him anything about herself until now.
“Ah! Yes, too, I forgot that I asked you for help.” Nara rubbed the back of her non-itchy head.
“Ngakpapa, I understand your condition really. Thank goodness you are healthy as your baby. How are you?” ask Gibran.
This is the first time anyone has asked Nara's situation, until Nara himself is confused about how and does not know what to answer.
“Eh .. emmm, I'm fine. Thank you all healthy, hehe.” Nara was so happy that she wanted to cry, however, she had to hold back her tears until at least Gibran came home.
“Thank God. Joints to where?” ask Gibran while looking around the house.
“Rendi again nginep on campus, he said there is a tuh event, so I'm just the same Syakila.” Nara explained the situation with a smile, as if nothing had happened. “I made a drink huh?” continued Nara.
“If ngerepotin is not necessary,” replied Gibran.
Nara immediately stood up and made a warm tea for Gibran. Even Nara made a drink next to the bathroom, because it was a very small space. For Nara, the important thing can be a comfortable place and shelter, that is enough.
Seen Gibran was playing with Syakila and teasing the baby, it seems Gibran was very happy to play with Syakila. Nara imagined if that was playing with
That Shakila was Rendi, however, it seemed like it was just a delusion of her high level alone. Tears almost trickled down Nara's cheeks when she saw such a thing before her eyes. A few minutes later, he returned with a cup of tea.
“This, drink yes. No need to rush to relax,” said Nara while giving the cup to Gibran.
“Thank you, I'm so confident. Oh yes, I bring this for you as Syakila,” said Gibran who took something in his big bag and pulled out some gifts for the two of them.
“Ih! No need to loh. I am so ngerepotin you ntar,” said Nara.
“No, congratulations on the birth of your baby. Very funny you!” praise Gibran.
In the end, Nara accepted Gibran's gift.
“Thank you yes, you are very good with me.” Nara is touched to learn that Gibran gave gifts to both of them.
Gibran also enjoyed his time with Syakila and Nara. Although Nara was not happy because she often hurt Gibran.
“Suami you often go?” Gibran begins the topic of conversation that makes Nara recollect her grief.
“Yes, he is the chairman of BEM, so busy. No one knows the status of our marriage, so you know what else. I have to understand her position,” replied Nara while playing with Syakila's hands. Syakila squeezed Nara's index finger and made the woman smile, somehow it made Gibran moved and glazed.
“But you can demand he make it at home. You are his wife. Do not let him be arbitrary with you because he is the chairman of BEM and the head of the family,” advice Gibran to Nara who appears injured. Even Nara's body was getting thinner.
“I asked Rendi to stay home, but in vain. I had no price in his eyes. Maybe he's still busy, so there's no time for me.”
Nara is still trying to think positively.
“He's gone too far and can't position himself as a father, you know. You yourself will be hurt if that's the way. Don't torture yourself, I've said a lot, right?” Gibran restarted their talks the other day.
“For now, I can't do anything, Gibran. No problem, everything is fine. I will take care of Syakila, because this is my duty as a mother.” Nara smiled looking at her beautiful daughter.
Gibran could not do anything else because all was Nara's will. After quite a night and according to Gibran, already past the guest visit, he immediately left Nara alone with Syakila.
Actually he had absolutely no heart, yet he could do nothing.
“Thank you yes, Gibran. If you are free, just play here.” Which demon possessed Nara, why could she say that to another man. Gibran just smiled at Nara's invitation and immediately left Nara in the small rented with an unbearable heart.