Husband, If Your Father Is On Your Mother, Your Sins Are On Me
Episode 29's
"Want to see the destruction of a mother? Separate him from his son by force." - Author
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I called my mother-in-law many times in one day. Although far away, I want to keep accompanying him when in a bad state. Although she had accepted and promoted Ana's sudden departure, but it could not be denied, her mind as a mother was torn apart without rest.
"The plan is after marriage, Ana wants to visit you, Re there. I'm going to see Dre. But what can be done, God called him to come home so soon."
The words of my mother-in-law again published the sadness in my heart.
"Mom, Mas Yandri let it be there first. Until everything is in order" I said slowly.
My mother-in-law refused, but with all her might I convinced her that me and Dre here were fine. In fact, he needed Mas Yandri more at a time like today.
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The figure of Mas Yandri who came down from the taxi made my heart tremble. My husband looked lethargic and uninspired.
"Papa," Dre stretched his hand out from inside my sling as he looked at Mas Yandri.
Miraculously, the face of Mas Yandri who had been tangled immediately smiled when he saw our child.
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"Where's Mom doing, Mom?" ask me when we're done with dinner. Mas Yandri slept long enough after he returned from Bandung. I guess, the complexity of the mind makes it difficult to sleep.
"That's good, Neng. Mother Lita plans to return to the village later after 40 days Ana. Maybe stay a little while at Budhe's."
"How's Lita's school?"
"It should be this year he went to college, but because of this incident he decided to postpone first. He wants to accompany mom."
I was silent for a moment,
"Why don't you and Lita move here, Mas? Can we occupy our house there?"
Mas Yandri looked at me.
"Mas doesn't know Neng. I asked Mom to come here for a while. But Mom refused. He wants to stay in Bandung."
"Yes, if it's your decision" I closed the conversation.
***
I enjoy my role every day as a mother. Without feeling Dre has grown big. It's been a lot and sometimes it makes me laugh. How not? He often uttered some unfamiliar-sounding words in my ears. My new job grew, becoming a translator.
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"Assalamualaikum," I knocked on Bu Jejen's door
I waited long enough. Until finally, when I was about to turn home, the door opened.
"Vaalaikumsalam. Uh, you're Re. I guess who," he greeted me.
With a smile he rubbed Dre's cheek and teased him.
"Let's go in, Re," he asked.
"Bu Jejen don't bother making syrup, I'm white water is also enough." I said after sitting on his living room couch. The cake I brought, I put it on the table.
"You are Re, ge er. I'm just gonna grab some chocolate for Dre. Don't make you drink."
Mrs Jejen's words suddenly made me grin.
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"Say mommy, are you sick?" I asked after Mrs Jejen sat in front of me.
"Yes Re, the vertigo is crumpled. Go back and forth to the doctor. But yes, there is no result. We're now going to alternative medicine."
Without him talking, I've understood that Ms. Jejen is in a bad state.
We spent a few minutes later talking about things lightly. He laughed when he heard Dre speak.
"Bu Jejen, I say yes. May you be healthy again. Dizziness me if you don't see Mom for a day. There's nothing to fight with" I laughed.
Just as Ms. Jejen kissed the Dre I was carrying, I slipped the envelope into her hand.
The shock on Bu Jejen's face was clearly visible in my eyes. His eyes look condensed.
"What the fuck is this Re? I don't like rich gini. You want me to come along, I'm happy," he sounded raucous.
"Yee, Mrs Jejen ge er. I love it for you, not for you" I smiled.
"But this is too much." Ms. Jejen was holding the envelope tightly from me.
"That's my mother's fortune. It is hard to be rejected. Pamali nolak windjeki. You are healthy, don't be soy. Eat and take a real break. Don't take care of my father, I forgot my own health." I hugged him and stepped out of the house.
"The same time Dre went home first, ma'am, Assalamualaikum."
"Waalaikumsalam," said Bu Jejen softly with a face that had been inundated with tears.
