Against Julid's In-laws

Finally Home Kampung

"Mr why, Mama ?" Sentakku. Mas Bagas even quietly gawked, then sat down just like that. I took water, told him to drink to be calmer.

"Istighfar, Mas. serem ih, kayak kaambet kolor ijo. Read istighfar, Mas... Achaghfirullah,"

"Astaghfirullah, O Allah, Mbak Dita is endless for things."

"I mean ?"

"Said Joni, you go to the hospital, you have a heart attack because you see Viral Mbak Dita's video."

"Yes Allah... Come on, let's go to the village."

I stood up to get ready, telling aunt to hold Kiara first. I have to put in some clothes and important items that must be brought to the village.

"Mas, even bengong kayak oran kambet. Let's get ready."

"No, honey... Let's just send the money, we don't have to go there."

"Ih, Mom ! Kayak time is that, if father why-why, how ? Let's go home, forget your selfishness, eliminate hatred, lest you regret it, Mas."

My husband is still silent, it seems that he is considering my words. I continued to influence him with words of solicitation, kindness and advice, so that my husband would come to his senses.

"Mas, where are you going ?"

"Factory."

"Mas !" My screams tried to stop Mas Bagas, but my husband didn't listen at all. I'm getting ready to go home, my husband is back at work.

"Mas, think again, Mum." I said while chasing Mas Bagas to the front page. My husband was still silent and kept driving his car.

"Mas !"

O God, what demon possessed my husband, until he had a deep hatred for his family.

"Assalamualaikum, Hello Sister Rina..."

"Waalaikumsalam, it's a good time for you to call, Yu. I just wanted your phone, but forgot to keep, a lot of this business."

"Yes, it's okay. Ayu want to ask, that's Mr Mas Bagas why well, Ma'am ? Ma'am Joni has seen ?"

"That's what I want to talk about, too. Your father-in-law is critical, having a heart attack because of your sister-in-law's actions. Now unconscious, pity your mother-in-law. But Si Dita does not care, still ngurusin her husband.

"Astaghfirullah, I'm worried about you, ma'am. I tried to persuade Bagas to come home, but he refused."

"Oh Allah, Bagas why ? Poor dad's here. Mas Joni also told Bagas to go home, even given money to take care of hospital costs."

"Oh, I don't know either, Ma'am. What do I have to do, Ma'am ? Nih, panic head, dead-end brain, confused looking for a solution. I'm afraid father why-why, later my husband will mengesel himself because he does not want to meet his father.

"You keep trying, Yu. Afraid your father-in-law has no age."

"Yes, I tried again. Please keep me informed there well, ma'am. If you don't take nicotine, Ma'am wait in the hospital until you realize."

"Take it easy, Yu, Mas Joni is taking care. I was told to guard at home, because the pentol business must be monitored first.

"Alhamdulillah if so, Ma'am. Keep going."

"Ready, Yu. You calm down, dad."

I would like to thank Mbak Rina and Mas Joni. These are called friends of brotherly taste, they always want to help and be involved in my family problems. I am so grateful to have friends like them.

After calling Ms. Rina, my feelings have not calmed down as well, even though I have also told Mbak Intan to come to the hospital, bring mother food, and provide support. I've transferred money to buy food and fruits. Poor of my mother-in-law, she must have panicked and forgot to eat.

"Ma, please persuade Mas Bagas, Ma."

I told Mama the latest condition. Hoping for advice from my mother can penetrate the recesses of Mas Bagas and melt his heart.

"Good thanks, Ma." My heart was relieved after pouring out this agitated fidget at my beloved mother. As independent as a child, the mother is the most comfortable backrest when feeling the problem is so squeezing the chest.

***

"Bagas, Mama wants to talk, can you ?" Tanya Mama approached Mas Bagas who was watching TV. I peeked out of the kitchen.

"Yes, Ma, why ?"

"Say Ayu, your father is sick. Why don't you go home, son ?"

"Hhm, Bagas has helped with medical expenses, Ma. There is Mbak Dita, surely the father and mother would rather be accompanied by Mbak Dita than Bagas."

"Oh Allah, Bagas... Who are you saying ? The name of the parents, especially the condition is sick, would want his children to gather. It doesn't just need the money."

"Maybe Mama and other parents out there think like that. Same with my parents, ma."

"Don't do it, son. All parents love their children. Maybe sometimes their attitude looks favoritism, his name is also the old man is not an angel, son. You can make mistakes and forget. He thought he had done the same, but the truth was not. Even so, Mama sure all parents love her son."

My husband looked down while rubbing his eyes. Suddenly gray, maybe my husband's heart and mind are at war, arguing, forgiving and going home, or staying here to defend his ego.

"Try Bagas ponder, even though your father and mother look favoritism, but they are the ones who finance you since childhood. Bathe you, take care of you until you are this big. Have you ever been left hungry ?" Mas Bagas shook his head, he still lowered his head to hide his cries. Mama stroked Mas Bagas' back.

"Bagas hurt, Ma. Hiks, hysterics."

"Bagas hates both father and mother. They never want Bagas what, Bagas condition how, what Bagas feel, they never understand, Ma. Hiks, hiks" My husband's cry broke. She was crying while still. My eyes glazed over hearing the sound of her crying. All my life with her, only this time I saw my husband crying until he did.

"I'm sorry your mom and dad, son. They're not a pity, they just misunderstand their child. They think you're the strongest, until you forget that your heart can hurt too. Come on, son, you also have children, and later your other children will be born again. Surely you will understand, so parents are not easy. There are no perfect parents. Forgive them, Son. Sincerely, maybe you are again tested to be stronger to become an independent human being. Whatever you experience, there must be a silver lining. Don't take revenge, my son."

"Ma, what's Bagas, Ma ? Bagas heartache, pain, Ma..."

"Keep aside your heartache, son. Slowly, let the heartache melt with sincerity with your destiny. Now you have to go home, before it's too late. We do not know when the heart is beating. Lest you regret a lifetime for listening more to your ego and anger than your conscience, son."

Bagas was speechless. She was crying as much as she could. I immediately sat next to him. Mas Bagas hugged me tightly. Mom smiled and left us. Mama also advised to let my husband with his feelings, not to be asked much, until he could choose what to do.

***

"Darling, we'll be home later this afternoon." In the morning, my lips smiled at my husband's words. He finally collapsed too.

I immediately got ready again. Just bring some clothes and other necessities.

...

[Yu, are you going home ? Your father-in-law's condition is severe, Yu. I'm aware, but the doctor said that he had a stroke. The body can not be moved, can only fall down while continuing to call your husband's name.]

Pilu heard the news. But I deliberately haven't told my husband, afraid he's not focused on driving.

Arriving at the hospital, Ms. Rina and Mas Joni were waiting in the hospital lobby, and we went straight to the father-in-law's room.

"Assynolt,"

"Babe-ba... A.k..."

"Bagas, you're home."

Two pairs of eyes were staring at us with great astonishment. Mas Bagas approached slowly, mother hugged him, but Mas Bagas only replied with a faint smile, then sat down beside the father.

"Get-gas..." Greet the father with quivering lips, his eyes glazed over and his weak hands tried to reach out to Mas Bagas' hand.

"Sir."

Mas Bagas hugged the father, his tears were freefall. They let go of each other's longing. Whichever child is not sliced to see his father's condition drooping, fitted with an infusion hose and oxygen.