After the Rain

Mum

Arriving at the room, Miss Maryam was greeted by the grunts of her daughter, Habibah. The 42-year-old woman did not expect that her mother would lose control when she saw Daniar.

"Mom why does it have to be so rough with Daniar?" tegur Habibah's.

"Well, why? He deserves that kind of treatment" said Miss Maryam, pursing her lips.

"Ish, Mom .. but don't have to throw him out like that? In front of everyone again" grumbled Habibah.

"Yes nice dong. Let the people know the true behavior of Niar" replied Miss Maryam. "Once in a while, the child must be taught a lesson. He took Yandri from Mom. Now, he had also caused Khodijah to die. At any time, I will never forgive him. I won't!" ma'am Maryam was full of anger.

"Enough, Grandma! Whatever Grandma accuses Aunt Niar of, it's not true!" farhan was standing in the doorway of his sister's room.

Maryam and Habibah turned their heads. A little shocked to see the whereabouts of Farhan who of course had heard the conversation of the mother and child.

"Sorry, Farhan. Your grandmother didn't mean se–"

Farhan raised his right hand, as a signal that his aunt would not continue speaking. Next, Farhan approached Maryam.

"Farhan is sorry if Farhan has been rude to Grandma, but what Grandma did to bi Niar, it's been outrageous. Farhan never knew what the matter was between Grandma and bi Niar. However, if Grandma attributed the death of the mother to bi Niar, it was a big mistake. The departure of the mother was already qadarullah, not because of bi Niar!" Once again, Farhan gave firmness in his every speech.

"Well, you were the kid yesterday afternoon, Farhan. So don't be so smart talking about Grandma," rent Miss Maryam.

"Ish, Grandma Muslim, right? Surely Grandma knows the fifth pillar of faith, right? That as a Muslim, we must believe and believe in qada and qadar, in the destiny of Allah, the accuracy of God!" farhan.

"Have-already ... Grandma is not your santri, so do not talk in front of Grandma," said Miss Maryam, emotion. "Hurry and clean our clothes, Bah. We're home!" ma'am Maryam's orders to her son.

I don't know what covered the eyes of the woman. It seemed, he already never wanted to accept the opinions of others. And more importantly, a truth.

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Half an hour later, Danita arrived at Ms. Salma's house. He immediately entered the door that was indeed unlocked.

"Mother! Astaghfirullahaladzim ... Why, Bin?" ask Danita, immediately lay Miss Salma on the sofa.

"So, when Enin received a call from Auntie, Enin suddenly fainted," the Star reported.

Oh my God, maybe you don't know the real state of Niar's sister yet, so she fainted, Danita's mind.

"Bin, can you please get me some eucalyptus!" danita's orders.

"Well, Bi," said Bintang.

The little girl then went to her room to pick up the eucalyptus. Before long, he returned to the living room and immediately handed over the thing that Danita asked for.

"This, Bi." The star handed the eucalyptus oil to her aunt.

"Thank you, honey," Danita said.

Danita opens the white wood lid. A little smear to the tip of the index finger. He then brought the tip of his index finger closer to Miss Salma's nostril. Hope the mother can inhale the aroma to be immediately aware.

A few minutes later.

"Eff...."

Ms. Salma muttered. Slowly, he opened both eyes. For a moment, Ms. Salma could only stare blankly at Danita who was holding her head above Danita's thighs.

"Mother ... Can you hear Nita's voice?" ask Danita, slowly.

"Niar-niar? W-what happened to your brother, Dek? What do you mean miscarriage? What's?! Tell Mom?" mama Salma exclaimed, wiggling on both shoulders of her second daughter.

"Sorry, Mom!" Lirih Danita's.

Ms. Salma pushed both of Danita's shoulders until the child lurched back.

"Mom doesn't need your forgiveness, I need an explanation from you. Say, Nita! Tell me, what happened to your sister?!" Ms. Salma was screaming. He could no longer suppress his emotions.

"But Nita really doesn't know, Mom," Danita replied.

"Then, why can you say that your sister miscarried? How do you know if Daniar miscarried? Say, Nita!" Now Ms. Salma started yelling at her son.

"Nita ... Nita knows from Danisa's whatsapp status, ma'am. Try, I see for myself," replied Danita who was unable to evade or cover up what was happening to her brother.

Ms. Salma immediately grabbed the phone lying on the table. He then rubbed the flat object screen and looked for the application that Danita meant.

Both of Ms Salma's eyes were perfectly rounded when she saw whatsapp status her youngest daughter shared a few hours ago. In the photo posted by her son, Daniar is seen lying in a room filled with medical equipment. The caption below is written. God loves babies more. Stay upbeat, brother. There is always a rainbow after the rain.

"Astaghfiullah!" Ms. Salma screamed loudly. A moment later, he looked at his grandson. "What happened to your mother, Bin?" tanyakanya.

Mum. The star just silently heard her grandmother's question.

"Easy, Mom. We better wait for news from Danisa. After all, the Star was only a child. He doesn't understand anything yet" Danita said.

"Where can I wait, Dek! Please order a taxi online. Right now, I'm going to the hospital" said Ms. Salma.

"Ish, Mother. No need to rush like that. Besides, do you know which hospital Niar's sister is in?" ask Danita.

Ms. Salma looked back at her grandson. He argues that the Star must have known where his mother was.

"Star, Honey. Do you know where your mother is being treated?" ask Miss Salma again.

Once again the stars are silent. His mouth seemed to be tightly closed. In keeping with the promise he had made, the Star was completely silent. A word, not out of his mouth.

"Jawab, Man. Enin asked you," said Danisa, gently.

The stars did not answer. He just ran to his room. Make Miss Salma and Danita throw one another a glance.

"What's wrong with that kid?" mummified Bu Salma.

"Come, Ma. Maybe Bintang also felt shock over what had happened to his mother" Danita replied.

"Yes, quickly you call Yandri. Let him know so he can get home soon. I'm sure, at a time like this, Yandri's presence must be very necessary."

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Without excuse, Miss Maryam passed away through the back door. He was reluctant to stay at his daughter-in-law's house. The intention to follow the tahlilan almarhumah until the seventh day, disappeared immediately after the tragedy this morning.

On the bus that took her away, Miss Maryam closed her eyes. His blood boiled again as he recalled Daniar's plain face. For some reason, Miss Maryam hated that face even more. The sinless face though according to Maryam, the woman had sinned because she had kept Jandri away from her.

But deep down in his heart. Ms. Maryam felt guilty for not being able to accept Daniar as a daughter-in-law.

If only you could be patient first, Yan. Maybe you can accept Daniar with a chest roomy. Mother instead of hating Daniar, I just hate the time that makes you rush to marry him. If you can wait a year or two after graduating from college, maybe you can accept your marriage, inner Miss Maryam while staring at the photo of her son who is always in the wallet