I'm Not a Wild Grass

Visit to the House of In-Law (POV Laila)

'In that delirious position, I clearly heard him mention two names. Mutia and Laila..'

At this time, I was walking up the stairs with a mind that was still imagined with the words of Mr. Kiman earlier.

'And on several occasions after that, I had a chat with Papa Non. He recounts his greatest past mistakes and regrets towards his wife and first child. As he told me, I judged him to mean it with his words, Non. Papa Non Laila is very sorry to have neglected Mama and Non first, said Mr. Kiman some time ago.

I'm still thinking about Mr. Kiman's words. And I try to look at the look of my heart right now. And it turns out, I no longer feel the squeeze and hate like before I met Papa again.

All I feel now is regret and sadness.

"Which..?"

I heard Erlan's voice calling my name. When I lifted my eyes forward, I was standing at the top of the stairs, not since when. And in front of me now, Erlan looked at me with a worried look.

"You okay, Yang?" Erlan asked, repeating.

Erlan grabbed my shoulder, then pulled me into her arms.

"You why? Was your conversation the same Mr Kiman who made you like this?" Erlan asked back in a row.

".."

As fast as lightning, I set my heart again. All this sadness and regret I will tell Erlan at the right time. But not for now. I'm not ready to tell Erlan.

"Later I'll tell you. Now, let's meet Mama and Arline first?" Take me half begging.

Erlan took off her embrace to observe my face fixedly. To get rid of his worries, I gave Erlan my best smile.

Then Erlan sighed deeply enough. She looked at me again, kissed me on the forehead, and hugged me again. I felt Erlan's breath on top of my head as she spoke in a soft voice.

"Promise, you'll tell me all your problems, huh, Yang? Don't be held alone. Okay?" Pinta Erlan to me.

"Yes. Promise!" My mouth is on Erlan's chest.

After passing a few more seconds in silence, only then did Erlan release her embrace on me. Then we continued our steps towards the tea room. That's where Mama Ilmaya and Arline are.

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"Wahh.. My sweet and kind sister-in-law!! Miss kamuu!!" Shouted Arline who immediately woke up to me.

I returned Arline's embrace with a chipika-cipiki. And we stepped together near Mama Ilmaya's seat.

Mama Ilmaya was smiling brightly at the window. He looked at me with a hard look to understand. Like expecting something big from me.

Only when Erlan and I sat down did I finally know what was in my mother-in-law's mind. And it was from Arline that I found out the reason, then.

"So, how was your first night? Who's on top? Who's downstairs? How long can my brother last before he wet the bed, La??" Asked Arline in a row so suddenly.

Erlan who was sipping her tea just choked on a cough. While I survived, because I haven't touched my tea cup.

"Well!" Tegur Mama Ilmaya on her youngest daughter.

"Why, Ma? Mama wants to know too, right? Let us guess who will give the grandchild first to Mama. Me or Brother Erlan. Yeah, right Ma?" Sahut Arline bluntly.

Mama Ilmaya cleared her throat to cover up her shame because of the actions of the child who opened her disgrace.

"But I have to go home, Ma, in a minute. If they wait for their own story will not be possible, Ma.." said Arline.

"Geez! This one kid! Can't you just keep being childish, Line?" Tegur Mama Ilmaya again. This time with a stronger tone.

Arline scowled in annoyance. And I feel sorry for my brother-in-law. Though Arline's speech was quite annoying to me as well.

In order to melt the tense atmosphere, I also shifted the topic.

"Where are you going, Ma?" Ask my Mom.

"Regular, go fishing. Most equally Darman or Mang Ulum.." said Mama Ilmaya without a second thought.

Then, Mama Ilmaya realized her speech. He was in a hurry to correct it.

"I mean Mama, your Papa was said to be fishing in the pool behind the house with your sister, Darman," said Mama Ilmaya.

Uh. Is correct. Darman is my step-sister, apparently. I still think of this reality as a dream. Didn't know that I had a younger brother who was a dozen years old at the moment.

I recall Darman's profile back in my mind. Right now my sister is probably going to enter Junior High in a few months. I remember, Darman once said that he wanted to go to his favorite school in the city. But with his father's finances (which is also my Papa), he wasn't sure he could go to that private school.

But by knowing the fact that Darman is actually a different sibling mother to me, I became eager to fulfill Darman's dream. Moreover, he was also a smart child like me, during the first school.

"Ooh.." I don't say more than one word. Luckily Arline turned the topic back to something else.

"So, you're staying at Mama Mutia's house for the next month?" Ask Arline.

"Yes. Only later we will move to live in my apartment," Erlan first replied.

"Buy home, Lan, make your future. If the apartment is like a small and uncomfortable as well as you already have children. Want to help you find her, son?" The Mama Ilmaya.

"Quiet, Ma. Erlan has just found a house. Old house, but good condition. The location is also good" Erlan explained.

"You didn't tell me you bought a house, Yang?" Ask me to accuse.

Erlan was guilty.

"So after coming home from here I want to invite you to nengokin his house, Yang. I want to give you that surprise. If you like it, we will buy it. If you don't like it, we'll find another one" Erlan said.

Hearing my husband's words, I immediately made his sumringah. I stared at Erlan's face with a grateful look.

'Thank you, Lan. for loving me to this extent.' My mind murmured.

"Ehem! Hem!"

I heard Arline thumping. Making the eye connection between me and Erlan cut off instantly.

"So, back to the original topic. How long does my brother last before he can wet the bed, La?" Ask Arline.

"ONLINE!!" Hardik Erlan and Mama Ilmaya simultaneously. While I could only endure an amused smile that I could hardly bear anymore.

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