Charm Wife Titipan

74. Shakas. Undecided

Shaka looked at the child for a moment, then turned to look at Mom and her wife. The man gave the code to his wife to take Bryan with her.

As usual, the couple will always understand what is said even without a word. Nimas then walked towards his son and knelt in front of him so that their height was level.

"Dear, this is your grandmother. Oma is the Mother of Father. yuk, salim first, we take a bath, yes!"

Bryan said without asking much. Ms. Marissa still welcomed the size of her grandson's hand with a little half-heartedness. Although this little boy before him was really similar to Bryan without leaving behind the slightest item that could at least indicate Bryan was the son of Nimas, Ms. Marisaa is still closing her heart to the little five know it.

After shaking hands, Nimas pulls Bryan's hand to go with him as the husband wishes. After the departure of the mother and child, then Shaka spoke from heart to heart with his mother. He brought the young woman to sit on the porch.

"It's a hard choice for me, Ma. I can't go back home. Not because I'm angry or still upset with Papa. Truly I have forgotten the incident that I was no longer recognized by the child anymore. I just want my house to be okay. I am very calm about what I have. I am happy with my home. I love Nimas, Ma. My love is not because I feel burdened with responsibility by Brother Bryan. But I love Nimas from my heart. I'd be sick if I remembered Nimas being treated badly. So, I'd better decide I'm going to go see Papa, but not to go back home. Promise me, I'll see you every day. I'll make time for you guys."

"Shaka, it's not a problem whether you want to see us or not. You know, we're old. In times like ours, you shouldn't be far from us. Don't you feel like we're being too outrageous with us, we need you too. Will you not regret it if you continue like this until your parents are gone?"

"Mama don't talk be..."

"Yes, how should you talk? Mama regrets everything, Mama realizes Mama was wrong. This time, my mother will promise nothing. Mama will accept Nimas as Mama's daughter-in-law. We started all over again, Shaka."

"What guarantees you change?"

"You won't know if you don't come home."

"I'll talk about this with Nimas. Mama can go home now."

Again and again, Ms. Marissa was offended and hurt by her son who had twice come to her house and twice also got evicted. But he did not show his heart, he felt that it would make it difficult for him to bring Shaka home.

"Yes, Mama's coming home now. I hope you can go home soon, at least see Papa first in the hospital. Here, you give it to Bryan." Ms. Marisaa handed over a typical TK child color pencil commonly called a crayon.

Shaka looked at the thing for a moment and then accepted it doubtfully.

"How's little Bryan in Mama's eyes?"

"He's very similar to our Bryan. Mama was surprised when she saw him, seen from any side Bryan's face attached with his son."

"No, Mama, I told you earlier that Mama had said I was wrong, had realized Mama's mistake. Take them home too, it will definitely be a little crowded if there is Bryan there. Mom's home, yeah. Papa's alone in the hospital."

Shaka was still on the porch as Ms. Marissa slowly distanced herself from her home. The man looked at the thing in his hand. Somehow Shaka felt he did not fully trust his own mother. There were some things that came to his mind.

Why did her mother come after five years of her leaving the house? Why did she beg to come home when her husband was sick? Why was it that during his departure he only came to himself once, and then there was no longer any attempt to apologize? And various other questions suddenly sneak into Shaka's head. Not meant to be prejudiced, but it felt like something was stuck in his heart.

"Home home, Mom?" tanya Nimas came with a cup of warm sweet tea for her husband.

"Udah, Deck. Just got home, this is Mama giving this to Brian." Shaka handed the crayon to his wife. "So before Mas came Mama said anything?" coined.

"Your mother apologized to me. My mom regretted everything she had done in the past. Mama also said that Mama wants us to go back home. I know this is hard for you, Mom. You must be confused how. There is no harm if we follow Mama. Mama apologized to us, Mama sacrificed to come to us. Mom is older than us, Mom. Mama's our parents, but she's willing to come here, leave her ailing husband just to apologize to us and ask us to come home. Do you have the heart not to obey what Mama asks? He's never asked us for anything, has he?"

Nimas uttered the long sentence as quietly and as low as possible as his hands clasped tightly from her husband's fingers. The quarrel that occurred a few years ago enough to make Nimas Kapok and do not want to repeat his actions again. Deeds that trigger quarrels and the exclusion of the husband.

"This thought first, yes. If to meet them okelah Mas will not think long. But to go back home, you can't make a decision that easy."

Not long after, came Bryan with his fresh face after bathing. Smelling as fragrant as his body also managed to enter into the lives of the noses of his parents.

"Wih, Daddy's son is very fragrant."

"Where's oma?" bryan asked who did not heed Shaka's compliment.

"Back, honey. Oma hurry up, Opa is sick again."

"And I have not met you yet, I have come home."

"Later we meet again with Oma, yes. We look at Opa who is in the hospital, later you can meet there," said Nimas who immediately got a sharp and surprised look from her husband.

"Mas never said we'd like to see Papa tonight, Dek" Shaka protested.

"When else do you want, Mom?Papa is sick. Want to look at your own parents why you have to go later?"