Brother-in-law Looked at my Aurat

Go home

Mas Raka came home early this afternoon from taking care of her work. He said it was because Brother Zian wanted to go home.

Mama came out of Brother Zian's room while continuing to embrace her first son.

"Tuh, Mama ... still don't want Brother Zian to come home" whispered Mas Raka. I nodded slowly.

Mas Raka took me along to take Kak Zian to the terrace. Actually I'm lazy, but for Mas Raka's sake, I went to the terrace.

"Son, the sky is thick, is it not postponed to go home?”

Brother Zian shook hands with Mama, then kissed her forehead long ago. They then hugged.

" It's okay, Ma. There's a coat when it rains."

"Here again yes, son ...." My mother's tears fell.

Brother Zian smiled. "Yes, of course Ma."

"I mean Mama, not for a month. Too often."

Brother Zian smiled as he wiped the tears on Mama's cheek. “OK, insya Allah.”

Brother Zian hugged Mama again, then changed to embrace Mas Raka. They talked for a while.

Brother Zian also said goodbye to me while cupping his two hands without shaking hands. I had to smile at him. I was forced to cupped two hands in front of my chest.

Brother Zian headed for his motorcycle in the yard, Mama brought a lot of souvenirs in a large cardboard box in the bonanza of his motorbike.

He greeted us and waved to us. Mama's tears are coming back.

Finally ... Brother Zian is home. Yup! There is a taste of plong in the heart. To me, she's still in law.

Mas Raka and I entered after Motor Kak Zian came out of the gate of the house. We sat on the living room couch while Mama was still sitting on the patio chair.

I looked into one of the upper corners of the room, where CCTV was installed.

"The CCTV was installed here and in the front, because a few years ago there was once a burglar in."

I swallowed heavy. Mas Raka talks start to discuss CCTV.

"Oh, so. That's good, Mommy." I'm nodding.

"Yes, so we can't make out here" joked Mas Raka.

I just shrugged my shoulders. Maybe the CCTV monitor is located in Mas Raka's workroom in one of the rooms I've never been in. Geez! Thankfully my husband was good.

Ten minutes after Zian's coming home. The rain fell heavily, the strong wind and the lightning were earthy against each other. Electricity goes out immediately.

Mas Raka to the terrace, I caught up with him. I saw Mama pacing back and forth looking towards the gate. His face looks agitated.

"Ma, come in so as not to catch a cold," Mas Raka asked.

"Duh, Zian must have rained, why didn't Zian just come back here?" Still looking towards the gate, Mama hopes that Kak Zian returns.

"Sister must be sheltering, Ma. No need to worry." Mas Raka calms Mama.

Mom finally wanted to come in. Me and Mas Raka went up to the room.

"Come here, honey." Mas Raka asked me to sit on his lap. He kissed my bandaged hand.

"Sister Zian didn't stay here long ...." Mas Raka like fishing talk.

"Then?" I answered normally.

"Mama is still less happy with my handsome brother again kind hearted." Mas Raka looked at my face, to my eyes.

"Yes, I know that Mas's brother is good, don't be praised." Mas Raka seemed to be starting to insinuate me. I'll just answer that.

"Eat him, it's strange that there are people who don't like Brother Zian." Mas Raka's eyes still turned to my eyes.

"Kak Zian thought it was forever good war? You think he doesn't have a bad side?" I knit an eyebrow.

"meaning?"

"Sister Zian wasn't always good, he sent me a letter that pissed me off at him, just because he saw ...."

I was in flames, my breath hunting fast as if I was running. My emotions are back up. I was hooked and almost knocked over.

"Letter? Saw what?" Mas Raka was chasing my sentence.

I shut my face. My own husband had never seen my body as a whole, but my sister-in-law saw it first.

"I-it, Mas ...." Doubt I want to say it.

"Yes, I'm Raka .. his sister Zian. What?!"

I frowned, Mas Raka looked tense hearing someone's voice. The sound I had heard from Mas Raka's cell phone that informed her that Kak Zian ....

"Oh my God, what's my brother's condition, which hospital?" Mas Raka's face was straight.

"Okay, all right." He hung up the phone while saying Istigfar. "Sister Zian was in an accident, we're going to the hospital now," Mas Raka told me. He pressed his left chest ....

"Sister Zian was in an accident?" I put on a surprised face, but in my heart there was no concern in the slightest.

I immediately took some water for Mas Raka as she must have been surprised to the point of holding her left chest.

"Yes, a single accident, Kak Zian's motorbike hit a large tree that suddenly fell into the street he said. Hopefully, brother is not bad," said Mas Raka while taking the water I thrust.

“Duh, yes hopefully Brother Zian is fine.” I pretended sympathy. Inversely with the heart.

"Amen. I hope you're not shocked to hear that." Mas Raka worried about Mama who from earlier did seem a bit heavy with Kak Zian's return.

A mother's bond is very strong with her child.

"Yes hopefully ...."

We got ready to go to the hospital, then went down to Mama's room. Mas Raka knocked on Mama's room door.

"Ma ...."

"Yes, son?" Mom opened the door.

"We're going to the hospital now ...."

"Who's sick?" Mom's face was tense.

"Eng ... Brother Zian .. accident."

"Oh my God, Zian!" My mom was shocked and hysterical.

Mas Raka calms Mama. "Quiet, Ma. We pray brother is not bad."

"Milio ...." Mama's crying broke.

The fifty-year-old woman looked pale. Mas Raka told Mama to go to the car.

My mother kept crying as she headed to the hospital. I hugged my in-laws.

"Why should Zian rush home? My mother stopped it." Mama's voice among her sobs.

"It's a disaster, Ma. Patient mom, yes." Mas Raka who sat in the front seat turned to Mama who kept me hugging in the middle seat. Mas Raka himself was still holding onto his left chest.

Arrive at the hospital ....

Brother Zian got handling in the ER. He was injured on his front head and right arm. Brother Zian remained conscious while grimacing in pain.

Not too bad, I sneered silently. Just then, Kak Zian's eyes were fixed on me. I turned into a concerned look.

"Oh my God, son. Must be your headache, huh?"Mom asked while crying.

"Silence, Mom. Mother's child is strong, not concussion even though a lot of blood comes out. Patients should not be spoken to first, yes" the doctor asked.

Brother Zian was moved to the nursery after that. The doctor just opened Kak Zian's shirt when his arm was bandaged to make his chest field and sixpack stomach at a glance I saw.

Eyes ... why also look in that direction? Brrrr!

I went to the toilet with Mama and Mas Raka, but no longer wanted to pee. Itchy hands to tell Naya.

I called Naya.

"What, Ma'am?" ask Naya when the call is connected.

"I'm in the hospital, brother. Brother Zian accident while returning to his house.”

"Astagfirullah .. how is the condition?" Naya sounded shocked.

"Obviously, not very bad. Sebel, hell! I was glad he came home. Huh, the address he will stay at Mas Raka's house during the recovery period." I immediately vent while walking in the corridor of the hospital with slow steps.

"Yes, God, Ma'am. Brother Zian is getting a disaster, and Mbak still thinks so? What's the problem, anyway? So much as he hates Brother Zian? Time just because Kak Zian warned Mbak about the towel and accidentally saw Mbak's awrah, until now Mbak still only concerned about it? Whoa!"

"No need to talk!" sewot. I vent instead lectured. I'm afraid I'll close the call before Naya's talk gets longer.

I regret calling Naya. He's in Brother Zian's camp. Don't you think Naya likes Brother Zian? Don't get to ....

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