
A few days after the incident, my mother was furious with Mas Yandri, and she came back to visit me. This time with Lita. Lita is still occasionally seen daydreaming when staring at a photo of Ana on display in a decorative closet. Life goes on for the living. As for the ones that are gone, gradually they will be forgotten. However, the memories of togetherness continue to be eternal.
***
"Mom, really yes if you mean the son forever belongs to his mother that means his mother is still obliged to remind that the child is wrong even though he was married?" I asked out of curiosity. Its nothing. I don't have a brother, so my mom never gave me advice on this.
"Neng thought, I mean the boy forever belongs to his mother, meaning that the boy is obliged to provide and obey the orders of his mother continue."
Mom looked at me snacking on her favorite corn chips.
"Before I answer, I want the name first. What intention did you have to have a child? Let's not talk about people because they're married but don't have children? Or, so that someone will support you when you are old?"
"Make offspring, Mom," I grinned.
Mom blinks her lips.
"Whatever the reason, you still have the obligation to take care, take care, teach what is right and wrong and educate your child right?"
I'm nodding.
"It happens to all children. Both male and female. But, for girls, the responsibility of educating will move to the shoulders of her husband when married. While the boy, will stick to his mother. Mother still has to educate her son for life. In a sense, if the child is wrong, it is mandatory to be reprimanded and reminded.
Not to provide for a lifetime or follow Mom's orders even if Mom's orders are wrong."
I nodded in understanding.
"Many parents, especially a mother, misrepresents that boys are forever theirs. They hold this boy fully responsible for their livelihood. And oblige the child to always obey. In fact, obedience does not apply to the wrong thing.
Many boys who are also husbands put their mothers first for their reasons forever belong to their mothers and their heaven is with the mother, but they neglect other responsibilities. For example, against the wife.
That is why a good mother should be able to position herself. Hands down only when their child goes the wrong way. Already, enough to get there. No need to interfere too far will the child's life. Children also need to be given the understanding that life must be balanced. Between their duty to obey their mother and their duty as a husband."
"Well, I'm such a pinter." I'm amazed.
"Being born!" he answered and laughed.
"Mothers who understand, will not demand revenge for what he has done for the child. Will not charge and require the problem of living on the child especially if the child is already married. Even if the child gives a living, it is not counted as an obligation or return. It is a sign of respect, a sign of devotion and a sign of affection for a child to his mother.
You have a boy too. Educate your child to become a child who is devoted to parents and also responsible for his own life. When you've seen your child become a sholeh person, that's when you can live with pride and your chin up."
***
Mas Yandri came home from the office with a pale face, apparently he had a fever.
"Yes Neng, pas abis lunch Mas tiduran briefly in mushola. The power is in the wind" replied Mas Yandri lethargic.
I felt her forehead and was surprised because the heat was quite high. In a hurry, I took the washcloth to compress it.
"Mas, lots of water to drink. Neng will not give medicine first, fever will process the body against the disease, if the medicine is now, then fear of rising again fever. Just let the water not dehydrate."
Mas Yandri nodded.
***
Just before midnight, I heard Mas Yandri delirious. When I touched his forehead, the heat got higher. I tried to wake her up to take medicine but it was in vain. Panicking, I rushed to pull her body strong. After a very exhausting struggle, I managed to sit Mas Yandri in the car right in the passenger seat next to the driver.
I ran back to get Dre in the room. I wrapped her tightly and took her to the car. Dre who is fast asleep I lay in the back seat. My sense of well-being was lost due to panic by Mas Yandri's condition.
Pressing the gas slowly, I immediately passed to mother's house.
***
Mom was surprised to see me holding Dre.
"Nitip Dre ya Ma'am. Mas Yandri was sick, Neng was going to the hospital," I said briefly.
Without asking much questions mom immediately picked up Dre and woke Lita up. Unbeknownst to me, Lita had changed clothes and entered the car to accompany me.
***
"The platelet yield is low, ma'am, you must be treated for a while.
The doctor explained to me that Mas Yandri had dengue fever.
"Have you been given a heat-lowering drug?" ask doctor.
I'm shaking. "Not yet a doctor. I just gave a lot of water to my husband."
The doctor in front of me understood.
"Yes mom, it's true. Relief in fever is the provision of enough water to prevent dehydration patients. For cases of dengue fever, improper administration of fever-lowering drugs can also further lower platelets and increase the risk of bleeding. Please go to the administration to check the availability of rooms."
I thanked him, and left Mas Yandri who was still lying in the IGD room on Lita. With a rush, my feet stepped out to take care of Mas Yandri's inpatient process.