Against Julid's In-laws

Mom is stubborn

"Noritas ... Hae ... !" I heard the sound of mother-in-law crying. What's with mom, this early in the morning suddenly crying.

"Mom, why ?" ask Mas Bagas.

"Oh Allah, ma'am, ngagetin aja, kirain there is a lizard butts. Is she sick or what ?"

"Mother misses Dita, tell her to come here, torch, torch."

"Oh my God, ma'am, stay on the phone."

"He can't be contacted. Plus, it was a nightmare mom. Gas, Ayu. Try you guys to Dita's house."

"Mom, don't have a lot of weird thoughts. Mbak Dita is already big, will not be why."

"Gas, you don't know how Aldi is. Please get there, Gas. Afraid of your mother why."

"You mean that guy likes to play rough, ma'am ?"

"Yes, Bagas, pity your mother, I ask for help, Gas.

"Yes, let me go to Dita's house, Mom."

"I'm coming, Mas !"

"You're here, baby. Who will take care of whose mother ?"

"Let's go, Bagas. You are not alone." answered the mother.

Bagas finally agreed. By ten in the morning, Mas Bagas and I went to Dita's house. Actually we are lazy to relate to him, no longer care. Free Mbak Dita cared for, his ears are absolutely difficult to hear good advice. Let nyungsep.

Usually, humans are aware when there is at the lowest point in their lives. But, how else, the mother is still sick, if not obeyed can be bothered. If it gets sick, the danger dong.

"Mbak Dita !"

"Mbak !"

"Mas, your mother's time is still sleeping ?"

"Mas doesn't know either, dear."

"Mbak Dita ... Aldi .. woy, open the door !" yell emotion. It has been half an hour not opened the door, even though the car and motor occupants of the house are on the terrace. There must be someone inside.

"Where are you going, baby ?"

"Through the back."

"But, honey, it's not polite."

"Yes, Mom, Dita's your sister, we just want to see her, not the thief."

I'm looking for a gap to the back door. After finding her, I met a housekeeper here instead.

"Mbok, Ma'am Dita where ?"

"You're through the back door ? Better just go home, Ma'am Dita can be wrathful."

"What's wrong, Mbok ? The Aldi is there ?"

"Mas Aldi is no longer home."

"Oh, but Ma'am Dita is there, well, come on Mas !"

"Wait for Ma'am !"

Bodoamat, I just broke through. After all, my intentions are good not to mess around. Anyway, Mbak Dita's ears are clumped with stone what how, anyway.

"Mbak Dita ?" I was shocked to see Mbak Dita coming out of his room. His cheeks and temples were bruised. What really happened ?

"Sir, why is your face ?" ask Mas Bagas.

I was so surprised my husband asked. Surely he was surprised like me because his Mpa became a bonyok like a catfish.

"Kejedot ! Not much of it. What are you guys doing here ?"

"Eh, buset, Ma'am nanya ? You wonder ? Yeah, we're here because I want to see Mama. It's been days when my own mother wasn't invited."

"Whisper you, come ngoceh ! I'll look at you later, tell mom, be patient. I'm lazy, I'm not feeling well either. Relax, I must be home. There, you guys go home !"

"Yes, ma'am, it's a car with a motorbike, what a hard thing to stay there today. Before we take mom to Jakarta."

"Sir, if your husband is rude, you better leave him." said my husband.

"Don't interfere, you're sirik I have a rich husband, huh ?"

Dih, crazy, where's his brain, anyway. It's rich, but if it's samsak, bonyok, like a cork salted fish, what's good ? Time after money to pawn sanity and health. Base, fill the head of most moss.

"Come on, we're home. It's free to talk to your mom. We should have brought someone who speaks animal language, let your mother's advice."

I pulled my husband out. This over time makes the blood high. We returned home empty-handed. When the mother found out her favorite child did not want to come, her face immediately became cloudy, like a cloud that was ready to pour rainstorm.

"Udah, Mom, don't cry. Later also Mbak Dita here."

"Hiks, hiks, is Dita hurt in there ?"

My husband and I looked at each other. To be honest, I'm afraid to think. We had to lie, say everything is safe under control, so that mother can rest without thinking about the situation of Ms. Dita. It should be, in a position like this, I realize that Mbak Dita is not a child to be proud of. Just look, old man is sick, look at it for a moment just lazy for mercy.

***

"Mas, when are we going to Jakarta ?"

"Mas is confused too, dear. I told my mother that we would take her to Jakarta, but she refused. I just want to stay here. But, Mas has not had the heart to leave the mother with a condition like gini."

"Hhmmm, how well, the problem is your factory finances are again problematic, we must finish from now."

"Yes, I'm talking to mom again. You're ready."

Husband went to mother's room. I want to hear the conversation between mother and son. I just peeked at the door, accidentally did not enter, let me talk freely.

"Mom, the day after we go to Jakarta, yeah."

"When are we here ?" asked what, answered what. Well, my mother-in-law's sick still sucks.

"Mbak Dita said he'd come later. Never mind, don't think Dita continued. Focus on taking care of your health.

"But I want permission first Dita, may or may not go to Jakarta."

"Remain permission, Ma'am ? So, do you want to come or not ?"

"Mom won't come. Won't be comfortable living with Ayu's daughter-in-law. I want it here, but when I'm alone with the sick, I'm afraid of how."

"How do you do, Mom ? Bagas must return to Jakarta immediately."

"You're here first."

"Where can it be, Mom. Don't be stubborn, ma'am." I said along chimed in. I'm upset, so just come in. After all, having in-laws is a stone head once. In fact, what you do for his good, still only thought of Mbak Dita.

"You'll just go if you leave your mother like this."

"okay, Mum. After all, the mother has not been infused, only the healing stage. Let Mbak Rina and Joni who mantau. So, we're still going home the day after tomorrow."

"Do you really want to go home ? No pity on mom, Gas ?"

"Mother wants to stay here, so I ask for help Ma'am Dita alone." insisted my husband with an annoyed look.

Fortunately my husband did not hate his mother. Want mom to be abstract, weird, annoying, or whatever it is, she's never taken heart. Yeah, just a little angry. Understandably, his mother was like an atomic bomb, making anyone around him explode with emotion.

Mas Bagas out of mom's room.

"Well, don't seduce Bagas. If you're upset with mom, you'll be upset later if you're cured."

"Hahaha, mommy, who's a julid, the hell ! Mother anyway, the Julid. Nih, Mom, as a good ghost, Ayu tells you yes, not an old pretender, but the thought of mother is sometimes not as old as her age. Gini Ma'am, sometimes, I have to be the same Ma'am Dita, let her think. If the mother continues to think of happiness, Mbak Dita, there is a thin dry bone. Hence, Mas Bagas wants to take care of the mother really, uh, even choose to be made babu same Mbak Dita."

"You are not in the position of mother, will not understand to be a mother like this. For her life has been good, your household is also peaceful. So, I purposely let you guys be independent. Different from Dita, his fate is not good. I have a rich, but rude husband. I don't want my son to be a victim of KDRT."

Mom-in-law confiding session.

"Pity is the same Mother Dita may, but do not repotin one child doang. We don't mind taking care of mom, but in Jakarta. If here is a hassle, a long way back and forth, while Mas Bagas also a lot of business."

"See who you open a business in Jakarta. Already, just move on, keep living in this house."

"Gosh, I think moving around is easy, like for a tidy sambel ? Yeah, not that dong, ma'am."

"Already, the mother was sick even invited to debate. You're a less good ghost, later I exchange in the market new to know the taste."

Dih, mom even joked. Yes, please mother-in-law, basically the day after returning to Jakarta. Let me have people watch over and take care of mom every day. So, my husband and I are not too worried about leaving my mother alone here.