Between Me and My Husband

The Lamar

After 10 days in the hospital, my mother was finally allowed to go home. Thank God there are no infections or complications, even though the age of the mother is advanced. With close supervision from the family, a healthy lifestyle, taking medication and 2 weeks of chemotherapy the mother may soon recover. I have not broken my prayers and am grateful for what has happened and will happen.

A few days at home, I was busy taking care of my mother. Neighbors also like there is no stopping to visit mother, just asking how she is and must be praying for her recovery. During that time, my aunt came home almost every day. If not in the morning, even though I said there is no need to come every day because I myself know the busy aunt who has catering services. Well our neighbors who are like our grandmothers help take care of mom.

Time also goes by does not feel the mother has 2 times undergoing chemo therapy. And I am so grateful for his progress. I was able to sit in a wheelchair for a long time. How happy, maybe soon mother can also walk as usual. Hope so. Even my mother had said many times that she was healed, so asked me to return to the capital to continue what I left behind.

This morning I took walk2 my mother on our village road. The air is still so fresh here, so many shady trees and at the end of the village there is a stretch of rice fields that are still green add to the atmosphere so beautiful.

"Nduk.." pangil my mother when she reached the end of the road to the rice field. I stopped the push in my mother's wheelchair, then sat crouched down in front of my mother.

"What's wrong mom? Is mom tired? If so, let's go home soon" I said, then moved to want to immediately push the mother's chair back home. But my hand was immediately held by my mother, I would not want to go back crouching in front of her.

"Mother is healed.it is time for you to continue your life" said the mother while stroking my hand gently. I smile.

"Mother.later ma'am, there will come a time when Kania will leave. So for now please let Kania take care of mom first." My answer calms mom. I myself do not know when Aunt Ratna will come, so I should take advantage of my time with my mother before I am properly2 married to the Dipta mas.

"Then what about your school? What about the cost of maternal treatment? I heard you borrowed it from Ratna." Followed the mother with her anxiety.

"If there will be a chance to continue that lecture, Nia will definitely continue. If not, no one needs to regret learning not only at school mom. Regarding the loan from Aunt Ratna, Nia would definitely pay him later. I don't have to worry, I just have to think about my recovery." I answered, I saw my eyes begin to tear. He stroked my head gently.

"It's mom, it's time we go home. The sun is starting to get hot." Stand up and push your wheelchair home.

When I got home, before I took a shower, I bathed my mother. After everything was clean, I bribed my mother in front of the television broadcasting mother's favorite morning soap opera. Just finished half the rice on the plate, I heard nois 2 outside.

"What is nduk, look there!" Pinta my mother, I nodded then placed the plate on the table before I went out.

While outside I was looking for the source of the commotion I heard earlier from inside the house. There are several smooth cars parked, there are at least 5 cars in front of the house in tandem until it is parked closing the entrance. The neighbors came out too, saw what happened. They huddled together to bend their heads so as not to be missed there will be what happens next.

Until I see, the front door of the car opens and out 2 people who I have recognized. Aunty Ratna and om Dhani, walking towards here through the crowd of citizens. Sometimes they greet the people who still know them and mingle with them for a while.

I was still standing on the porch of the house, pecking when I saw one by one the 2 people who were in the car came out. And I caught his figure, a figure who had been dancing around my mind a lot.

Mas Dipta, he's walking ahead of there. Walk towards me. She is charming, with a neat appearance. Her hair in the gel, the thin whiskers and sideburns I had previously seen growing around her face were now clean shaved. Long batik clothes with black pants look really proportional in wearing by him who does have a high body posture.

"Assalamu'alaikum.." I heard a greeting from om Dhani, but it was as if my tongue was too faint to answer it.

"Wa'alaikumsalam" my mother appeared from the inside with pushed by mbok Nah.

"You are how the hell nduk.ada guests say hello even in cuekin" my mother mengedumel beside me.

"What is this? Who's it gonna look for?" Ask mom in succession to the group standing in front of the terrace.

"Sir Wulan, this is Ratna. Our family came here to talk seriously with you." Reply aunt Ratna was a bit closer towards mother.

"Ratna's? Ratna's from the capital? Who built the same mosque as the bridge?" Mom arrived2 enthusiastic, he raised his hand to shake the hand of aunt Ratna.

"Might look like I'm building but it's all from my husband." Aunt Ratna answered, she welcomed my mother's hand.

"really? Deck Ratna or her husband, same to. Mari2, please come in. Sorry the house is narrow." Mother opened the wide road2 to let her guests in. I followed my mother in, before Aunt Ratna's entourage came in. The neighbors are still in a crowd outside the house.

Because the house seat is not suitable for guests to sit on, the chair is removed and replaced with a carpet title. We're all sitting downstairs except mom's still in a wheelchair.

Aunts and uncles were even present among us. No word from where, arrived2 they came shortly after the arrival of the entourage from the capital. With a worried face, I saw my aunt sitting next to my mother. Maybe you are worried about getting a loan soon.

"Welcome to our house, Mr. Dhani Rahmat and his entourage. Sorry if our house is like this. We welcome it openly, though it is simple. With no disrespect, what is it that Dhani Rahmat and the family of Jauh2 come to our house?" Ask my mother, after some people who were still confused sitting where they are now sitting solemnly.

"Well, we apologize in advance if our arrival was impressed suddenly and without telling first. But we also thank you for receiving us and the group well. Our arrival here is actually 2 purposes. First, we want to establish a good relationship, who may have known each other because they separated a long time so not so close anymore. We want to introduce me, my wife, and my son2 to the Wulan family. Likewise, we also want to get to know the Wulan mom family and anak2 more closely. How is it allowed not Miss Wulan?" Tanya om Dhani paused after her long talk. All eyes were staring at my mother. Mom smiled and nodded her head.

"Alhamdulillah, when the arrival of Mr. Dhani and his entourage with good intentions. Of course we'll take it with open arms." Answer mother. Mr. Dhani can be seen smilingly nodding his head at his wife, aunt Ratna before continuing to speak.

"Well, now I'm going to convey our second goal. Our second goal is to convey the wishes of our eldest son named Dipta Dayaka is to propose the daughter of Wulan's mother named Kania Paramitha. Our hopes are high, so that the family mums recognize our good intentions. While waiting for an answer whether our proposal is accepted or rejected, please accept the delivery from us is the same. This is our seriousness of our good will." Pungkas om Dhani pointed to some shipping packages that they put in the middle2.

All eyes turned to look at me. Duh...kira2 I accept what I refuse huh?