khitan boys (the circumcised)

For syar'i and/or medical reasons, khitan (circumcision) is a must for (moslem) men.  In our society, it is usually done when boys are around 11 years old.

Untuk alasan syar'1 dan/atau medis, khitan adalah sebuah keharusan untuk seorang laki-laki (muslim). Di lingkungan kami, khitan biasanya dilakukan ketika anak berusia sekitar 11 tahun.

Ar and Ir are 9 but they've asked to have it. We needed to make sure they were ready for this. I mean, it's kinda freaky to know that a part of your penis will be cut a little. But they convinced us they were ready. This has persuaded their cousins Muyas and Azam to have khitan too. 

Ar dan Ir baru 9 tahun, tapi mereka sudah minta. Kami harus berulang kali memastikan bahwa mereka benar-benar siap. Maksudku, agak ngeri kan ya, membayangkan nanti penismu diiris sedikit... Tapi mereka meyakinkan kami, bahwa mereka siap. Ini membuat sepupu mereka Muyas dan Azam, jadi berani dan minta dikhitan juga.

So we gave them what they wanted. Yesterday afternoon the khitan was done by my brother in law, Muyas's father. It was great, like we had a massal khitan. No party nor celebration, but it was merry enough to have grandparents and uncles and aunties and cousins come together to give supports to the brave boys.

Jadi kami ikuti kemauan mereka. Kemarin sore mereka dikhitan oleh kakak iparku yang juga ayah Muyas. Seru, seperti khitanan massal. Tidak ada pesta atau perayaan, tapi cukup meriah dengan embah-embah dan om tante dan sepupu-sepupu berkumpul memberi semangat pada anak-anak pemberani ini.

So glad that the boys didn't cry during the surgery. Brave boys. At night when the anesthesia slowly stopped working, they started feeling the hurt and pain, and cried. But it wasn't too long. I was ready for a long sleepless night, where I might need to fan the hurt penis all night and keep talking to calm down its owner. But it wasn't necessary. They slept tight and so did I.

Tidak ada yang menangis selama operasi. Hanya malamnya, ketika obat bius mulai berhenti bekerja, rasa sakit mulai terasa, mereka mulai menangis. Untungnya tidak lama. Aku sudah siap bakal melek semalaman, mengipasi penis yang kesakitan, sambil terus bicara menenangkan si empunya. Ternyata tidak perlu. Mereka tidur pulas, dan aku juga.

This morning I bathed- well, wiped- them- with wet clothes, and they said it doesn't hurt any more. 

Pagi ini aku memandikan, eh, menyibin mereka, dan katanya sudah tidak sakit lagi.

So one worry has over, one more step of being a parent is passed. Congratulations, big boys!

Jadi sebuah kekhawatiran berlalu, satu tahap jadi orang tua terlewati. Selamat, big boys!