Died Ahead of Marriage
Ex. Part 22—Women It
Amar attracts Anan who continues to be researched by the woman.
"Already Ma, don't scare my son like that." Anan realizes the reaction of the mother who keeps reading something between Ama, Anna, and Anan. However, Amar tries to keep away from bringing Anan back to his room.
Amar's mother glanced at Anna who was heading towards the kitchen. "Have you heard she's pregnant? Didn't you guys split up? The time she got pregnant? Pregnant whose child?"
Amar began to rile hearing the mother's lashings. He glanced towards the kitchen door, but he was nowhere to be seen. But he was sure that his wife must have heard everything.
"Hugeo, now you clean first and change clothes" said Amar. Anan nodded his head, and Amar closed the door of the son's room. He didn't want his son to listen to what was going to happen in this house.
Behind him, it turns out that the mother has crossed her chest staring with a probing face. "Are you sure the boy is really your meat d4rah? Why is she getting pregnant again? When did you refer? Why didn't you ever tell us?"
"Ecchem, Mom. You don't do that! You should be more like the next generation than us" said the father mediated.
"Already, Pa! Papa don't interfere first. This time I want to talk to Amar. It's good that the woman left our child for a long time, you know she's pregnant again?"
Amar looked at the mother, straight. "What does Mama mean by the word 'that woman?' Anna has a name. And, we're separated doesn't mean we're divorced! We it just takes time to think, and we're back together."
The mother walked to the dining table. "What did you think for so many years that even your grandmother had died without knowing where she was? It is Amar! Why do you keep hanging on with that woman?"
Amar's mother glanced towards the kitchen. He deliberately amplified his voice so that Anna would listen to everything they were talking about.
"Curtain, pregnant? I don't know whose kid?"
"Ma, Anna is pregnant with my child! Granddaughter Mama! If Mama comes back to this country just to break up our family, better Mama go back abroad."
The mother stared at her mother. "Mar? Now you're really sassy for Mama huh? It must be because of that woman! Your brain has been washed by him, hasn't it?"
Anna listened to the chat hiding in the corner of the kitchen. He curled up and looked pale.
"Miss, why hide there?" ask Aunt who helped with the cooking.
"Mrs? Let's go out first?" take Auntie's hand out of Anna's.
"Bi, leave me!" said Anna flat.
Amar was worried, peering into the kitchen. It was evident in her eyes that Anna was being persuaded by the middle-aged woman she had paid to help prepare food and other necessities.
"Mistress?" Aunt looks almost desperate. The woman's response was very cold and flat. Aunt glanced at Amar who was slowly walking over.
"Tu—"
Amar coded for Aunt not to speak. Aunt nodded her head and gave a place to this Great Lord of the house.
Amar was crouching right in front of his wife. Anna glanced at the husband flatly. However, it was only for a moment. Anna again bowed her head, contemplating all that was said by the woman who gave birth to her husband.
"Why come here? Come out. Your parents came all the way here just to meet the son alone wayang." Anna was still curled up and this time threw her face away.
Amar pulled his wife's hand. "You don't take heart, do you? My mom was like that. It's just, Mama's heart is actually very good. Don't think too much about what your mom says. Because, they are my d4rah meat—"
"But you know for yourself the truth, Bang. Because it was—" Anna's mouth was silenced because Amar closed it.
"Here you are not alone here. Join and eat first. You must be very hungry."
Anna is seen beginning to relax the body implying she can no longer rebel. Submissively Anna nodded with the help of her husband. The one thing he could not deny was that hunger was so great.
Anna embraces the husband's arm. Amar pulled Anna's head to lean against her arm.
"Ekhem." Amar's mother deliberately throttled violently.
