He is Your Seed

He is Your Seed
Oma's Desire



In accordance with the unilateral decision of Pramudya, now with a heavy heart Moon was forced to follow the request of the husband to attend family events later tonight.


The car that brought the two home from work finally arrived at the courtyard of the Moon and her husband's home. There was no conversation during the trip home since Pram's speech could not bargain.


“Hopefully my feelings are not a bad sign for tonight. I really want to avoid the commotion. But what is my day, my husband Mas Pram. How do I dispute my husband?” the Inner Moon monologued as long as he stepped into the room.


“Month!” Pramudya's call broke the woman's daydream. The moon stopped in her steps and looked back where her husband was.


“What's up, Mas? Do you need anything?” With his obedience the Moon asked. This is what always makes Pram unable to cool to his wife. The creature in front of him was created so soft that it was always able to sweep the hard of the man's heart.


Pram smile. “Who is the water in the bathup for us well? You're not tired?” Pram's question instantly made a smile rise on the Moon's face.


With understanding, Moon smiled and nodded. “Iya, Mas. I'll prepare yah?” for a moment


Until a few minutes Pram enjoyed a cup of tea that Moon made before, now finally the voice of the wife was heard calling.


“Mas, it is ready for the water.” said Moon.


Both of them also enjoy bathing that afternoon both of course with some stages that are quite draining. This is Pram's way of continuing to make their silent marriage from the cry of a child feel always warm and loving. Amidst the fatigue he felt, indulging his body as well as the Moon was a priority for the man.


A long groan seemed to end his second game in the bathroom.


“Pram, finally you arrived also.” A warm greeting and a fluffy smile from a woman who is none other than Eve. Pram's biological brother.


However, the woman's smile receded in the next second as her eyes looked at the figure next to the sister.


“Do not make a fuss, Brother. I forced the Moon to join.” said Pram understood how his family had not liked the Moon all this time.


“Pram, it's a special family event. You brought an outsider without permission from Mother.”, Eve said again commemorating. Despite her mother's name, Eve was the first person to dislike the Moon.


“Hawa..where? Oh Pram's? Have you come yet? Just now I want your sister to contact you.” Usi Dewi is the mother of Pram who always appears with a modern bun appearance. Skin that is still tight because of the treatment of millions on his face really displays a youthful beauty.


Without daring to say hello, the Moon could only bow its head in fear. Pram knew his wife was so scared. That is why he holds the hand of the moon.


“Bu, I can only attend for a moment. The moon is not healthy.” said Pram reasoned.


Not wanting to look bad in front of the child, Usi simply nodded and said. “What not to let the Moon rest in this hotel room. You can continue with our family event, Pram. I don't feel good if you leave before opa and oma disband the show. Do you know the position of Mother in your father's family?”


Pram's intention of wanting to come for a while finally made the man seem to think. Well, he did not forget that the oma and her opinion were so bad for the mother since the departure of the father a few years ago.


Now Pram's gaze was fixed on the woman beside him. It feels so wrong, but leaving the Moon to rest in the room is not a bad thing. The moon will be safe Pram thought.


“Alright, Bu.” said Pram obediently. At least the Moon has been held at family events, just showing the face is enough according to him.


A smile was engraved on Usi's face, he was relieved the child was still willing to listen he said. But what he said was actually true. Pram's position is very influential in protecting the mother.


“Honey, come.” Pram's hand grip leads the wife to a room that Pram has chosen for his wife just to nourish the body.


Upon their arrival in the hotel room, the Moon's eyes seemed to condense. He got a hug from Pram and a swab in his head.


“Mas keep promises right? Won't let you in their pierce. Now let Mas protect Mother's name, well?” pram said full of requests.


The moon cannot refuse. He knew a little about the husband's family so strange.


“Mas, don't drink well? I'm afraid I'm okay. And I can't get in there for sure without Mas.” Moon knows Pram is very unusual with drinks. That's why she was afraid that her husband would get out of control. And cause problems that shouldn't happen.


“No, Month.”


The two were separated at that time. Pram's footsteps widened towards the hotel ballroom.


Pram's view meets the figure of a man who is none other than the opa.


“Opa very happy we can regroup tonight. Opa hopes you will still unite even though opa and oma will no longer be here. Keep intertwining the strings of your brotherhood grandchildren opa and oma.” That hoarse-sounding speech made the entire extended family seem to smile.


They were very happy to see this special big family event go smoothly. None of them were absent.


Until the dinner began.


“Pram,” call from a woman who is none other than the sister of the late father Pram.


“Tante Siti.” Sapa Pram with flat face.


“Where is your wife? Didn't it have to be with you yah?” ask the middle-aged woman.


Pram had expected, the Moon will be the center of attention of his family who really do not like the Moon. “She breaks in the room, Auntie. The body is not good.” said Pram reasoned.


“Not feeling well or not feeling good to see the face of her husband's family? You have to be strict with your wife, Pram. Don't be like your father, look at your mother even have fun as long as your father isn't around.” Both of Usi's eyes rounded to hear the insinuation of the brother-in-law.


Not yet finished their conversation, Eve came with a woman who was pushed in her wheelchair.


“It's Oma, Pram. Pram, Oma said she wanted to talk to you. I go first to the toilet.” Eve also resigned after handing the oma to Pram.


“Oma,” said Pram kneeled in front of the oma who seemed to no longer see.


“Pram, is there any news for Oma's great-grandson? Where's your wife?” Oma's question made Pram gulp his saliva rough.


“Mah, this month was brought a break. Pram present itself is enough right?” Usi who answered suddenly made the oma sound ketus.


“Shut up! I'm not talking to you. Away from me!” Oma's words make Usi and Pram's heart taste.


Especially Pram who really appreciates the Mother. However, Oma was much more to be respected. Mom and Oma are both important women in Pram's life.


“Sorry Oma, Moon in..” Not yet Pram explained, Oma has spoken again.


“Oma wants to meet the granddaughter-in-law of Oma. Oma really wanted to tell your wife to be quick to give a great-grandchild on Oma.” Pram's face turned happy.


Will this mean that the heart of the oma is already open to the Moon? Pram was so happy to hear that. Perhaps the matter of great-grandchildren made the blind woman have to accept her son-in-law's granddaughter.


“Alright, Oma. Let Pram pick up Moon.” said Pram again but urung because the oma prevents.


“Antar Oma met him. Nobody here likes your wife, Pram. Oma must speak from heart to heart. Oma's age soon, it feels like there is no long time to wait for a great-grandchild from you.” After saying that, finally Oma was brought by Pram to the room where the Moon was.


“Emh..ssshh.” Samar-sama Pram heard a voice from inside while pushing the door that was apparently not tightly closed.


Pram's forehead frowned along with the oma who furrowed her brows.


Slowly Pram widened the door leaf and pushed the wheelchair oma.


How surprised Pram to find the view in front of him. The man's eyes were perfectly rounded and the sweat on his forehead fell down with tears dripping down.


“Month!” Pram's screams echoed in the hotel room.


“Hah?” The Moon was lying on the sofa with the body of the man on it seemed to cover a shirt that opened several buttons.


He pushed the strong man above him and stared at the source of the voice.


“Baj*ngan!!” Pram ran over and raised his hand very roughly endlessly.