
"Liha. just one year ago your husband died, you've been holding another man" Citra grinned.
"Where are you alone, Papa?" Liha pretended not to hear her former father-in-law's nyiyiran. Choose to divert the conversation.
"Papa's on business" the middle-aged woman replied, sipping a juce. "What do you want to order?" Citra glanced at Abu and Liha who were sitting next to each other alternately.
"No need Ma, we have breakfast" Aslihah refused.
The image was not pushy, his eyes twisting staring at Ais in the lap of Abu.
"Beautiful.. What's her name?" This time Citra asked softly and smiled sweetly.
"Aisha Aunty..." Answer Ais.
"Don't call Auntie dear.I am your Oma" The image feels funny being called aunty by her own granddaughter. "Here..sit the same Oma" Citra patted the chair next to her.
"Oma what is Bi?" Polos Ais looked up at Abu.
"Oma is the same as Grandma, dear" Abu explained looking down at Ais's face.
The image felt envious seeing his granddaughter very spoiled to Abu.
"Oh... Grannies... Belalti Granny Ice there are four, Umma?" Ais's gaze turned to Liha who just silently listened to the core of her in-laws' conversation in this meeting. "Grandmother Ifah, Beautiful Grandma, Grandma Fatimah, teluuus..." Ais stared at Citra afraid to ask her name.
"Grandmother Citra" Citra pointed to her chest smiling in dismay. It turns out that Imron's son is smart and beautiful. The desire to have Ais in exchange for her lost son grew stronger.
"Oh... Granny Citla.. like Umma powder.." plain ice. The image frowned.
"Citra..not Citla..." Image pressing hurup r.
"Yes Citla...."
"Yes, Ayesha's grandmother has a lot" Liha chimed in so that Ais would not do it.
"How many Grandma Ais, only the real Omma, so... You're going with Grandma for a walk tomorrow, Ais will you?" The image smiled, starting to poison Ais's mind.
Liha's face instantly changed withstanding the annoyance. But Liha is still trying to be patient. Abu who knew about it, rubbed Liha's body.
"Where to go, Grandma?" Ais asked curiously at the word streets, of course the boy was happy.
"Walk by plane, surely Ais was happy" Citra persuaded him.
"Mau. but same Umma, same Abi" honestly Ais, turned his parents.
The image was finally silent, the atmosphere became silent. Until a few minutes later, Citra began to open a serious conversation, but not with Ice, but to the couple in front of her.
"Aslihah,"
Deg.
Awakened Liha's suspicions all along. "What does Mama mean?" Liha stared fixedly at the face of the woman who had thrown away her son without notice, but she did not know the shame of her in-laws saying those words. Ambli
"I'm sorry if I interfere" Abu cut. "The life or death of a person is predestined, but if Mother says that Liha is the cause of the death of the mother's son, it is wrong" Abu did not accept Citra's blame on Liha.
"Hahaha, it's very clever of you to talk, you can talk so, because you haven't been a victim! You should know, this woman you married is carrying shit!" Sergey Citra.
"Listen Liha, you've dragged my son in agony, if my son complies with my advice not to marry a pesky carrying woman like you! It must be alive now! Do you know Liha?!" Citra is crying either because it has expelled her child, or there are other things only Citra knows.
Aslihah heard the word bring bad luck it felt like his heart was slashed sembilu. "Whatever you're going to say about me, I don't care, but no one can separate Ice from me, including Mama"
Brak!!
"You're signing me?!"
"Huaa... Ais was afraid.." hearing the table being kicked by Citra, Ais was crying hysterically.
"Darling..." Abu invites Ais away, not letting if Ais to the trauma of hearing the adult quarrel.
While the two women of different ages were still throwing a look at each other. "Huh! Maintaining the attitude in front of small children alone, do not bekus pretentious to take care of his grandchildren!" Aslihah.
"Liha. I don't want to be rude, but I beg you, let Ais stay with us. With Ais staying with us her needs will be fulfilled" Citra said.
"But dear, what Ais needs, is not Ma's abundant treasure, the affection we give her is enough" Liha said.
"So.. you think! If we take care of Aisyah, can't give her affection, is that what you mean?!" The image felt Liha's remark was disdainful. The image of the petenteng stands in front of Liha.
"I'm not saying it's Ma, but it's still fresh in my memory, how Mama behaved to Mama's own son, that's the right answer" Liha would certainly not believe Citra's remarks, she said, no matter what kind of affection he would show Ais, just hearing Liha was already unsure.
"That's because of you Liha! Before Imron knew you, we loved each other! If you don't want to hand Ais over to us, you don't regret Liha!" The image of holding a short-styled bag hanging on the arm then waltzing away.
Aslihah stared at Citra's departure taking a heavy breath. He had expected this would be so.
With heavy steps Liha also left the cafe mall. While walking, Liha contacted her husband. It turns out Abu invites Ais to play ball bath with the children of other visitors.
"Mom..." Ais waved her hand as soon as she saw Liha from a distance. Liha returned a wave of hands with a smile. He was a little relieved, because Ais was already smiling again. She sat down next to her husband.
"Have you gone in-law Liha?" Ask Abu softly.
"It's been. but I'm afraid Bi, if until Mama takes Ais, forcibly," Liha is now really having a big problem. He slid his head on Abu's shoulder, staring at Ais who was burying his body with a ball up to half his body.
"So Mrs Citra said what else?" Ask Abu. Abu was forced to leave Liha to face his own former in-laws, as bringing Ais away from the adult commotion was more important.
"Many Bi, the point is to threaten to force Ais from us" Liha could not if she had to lose Ais.
"Liha, not only are you afraid of losing Ice, but I am the same" Abu said solemnly. Abu already knows the attitude of Citra. Now Abu also has a plan to get ready if Citra dare to take Ais Abu will act.
"Thank you Bi.." concluded Liha.
...Seriate....