Lightly Longing

Which Self-Esteem?

Aisyah breezed away, but her steps were held back when her mother asked her to take me with her to enter. My body was already soaking wet, also emblazoned what was behind the wet cloth.

"Bang Arbi why choose the house next to the crazy woman, sis!"

"Aisha," said my in-laws who still heard Aisha's grunts as we walked. I see he is still dealing with the mother and the child.

We went in and I was ready to clean up. Fifteen minutes later, I came out of the bathroom. Surprised, saw four people sitting on the living room sofa. The four of them spontaneously looked at me who was still using a towel on the head.

"After you're done, join me, Ta," my mother-in-law asked. Aisyah looked like a sneaky. While the Princess looked down inside, in contrast to her mother who looked awkward and misbehaved.

"Y-yes, Mom. Hold on, trim the hair first," answered me who then walked into the room. Satisfied in front of the mirror in the shortest way, I sat next to Aisyah.

"I don't know what problem you have with my daughter-in-law. But, seeing your attitude is very childish, honestly I as a parent and adult woman do not understand your behavior," said my in-laws suddenly and sounded very wise. The woman simply nodded not answering.

"May I have an explanation for your childish attitude?"

"Mom" called me which he glanced at me.

"It should be clear, Ta. I don't want any more of this to hurt your self-esteem and Arbi."

"Preciousness? Heh!" the daughter's mother's lips showed no guilt at all. "Which self-worth do you mention to your daughter-in-law? The video of him being an actor and the affair has spread everywhere. Self-worth, he said!" he said that came back with a sharp grin.

"Mom!" exclaimed the Princess who hit her mother's arm slowly. He may feel bad about his mother's words that sound very disrespectful. His mother glared at the Princess, she looked down deeply.

"What's the problem with you?" He was silent, circulating his gaze not to look at my mother-in-law. "Aisyah, get Mom's phone or call Arbi. I want to hear from her about the video."

"Mom, the video is true" I quickly admitted. To be honest, I'm still ashamed of that. But, digital traces will always be there until anytime.

I looked down not daring to look at these two people who seemed to love me. I'm afraid they're disappointed and lose respect.

"Call Arbi, Shah!" his orders. Aisyah, according to her, heard the voice of Mr. Arbi who was deliberately made a loudspeaker by Aisyah.

"Assalamualaikum, Shah. When are you guys here? Where's ananta? How come the phone hasn't been picked up?" his girlfriend is impatient.

"Walaikumsalam.Bang, ask him one-on-one why, anyway. Can you?" asked Aisyah who sounded laughing from across the phone.

"Yes, Sorry. Where's Ananta? I miss this with your brother."

"Bang, I want to talk to you, brother."

Aisyah thrust out her smart phone, I slowly raised my face wanting to see my in-laws response. On my left, it is clear that the face of the heat from his mother Princess. While the Princess, still put on a flat face.

"Arbi, please tell me the truth to Mother."

"What's the matter, Mom?"

"On Ananta," continued this beautiful woman. I dig-degan, this article is in front of everyone.

"Ananta that I know, the same one that Arbi knows. Nothing is covered up. What's up, Mom?" Mr. Arbi still seems to be curious about what's going on here.

"On the video, do you know?"

"The video?" I'm sure, our minds are all the same right now.

"Mas, be honest about my viral video yesterday. I beg you not to be covered," I said to lure Mr. Arbi honestly.

"So, you don't have a problem with that?"

"No. Arbi was in love with Ananta long before the incident, Mother also knew the story. How Arbi fought Ananta."

"OKAY. I hung up the phone, yeah. Assalamualaikum."

"What's this, Mom? Ma!" his scream from across the street was instantly turned off by Aisyah while mocking the brother who was still curious.

The two women there pinched her lips disliking. It looks very sad and unaccepting.

"Have you heard?" Her mother Princess just glared and got up wanting to leave like she was.

"No one else wants to talk? Wasting all your time!" his grunts who had gritted his mother also stood up.

"I'm sorry about Ananta!" firmly the mother who makes the woman increasingly show facial expression does not like.

"I'm sorry? The young should be the ones apologizing."

"My son-in-law has nothing wrong with you. Obviously you're looking for a commotion here."

"Mom, sorry to Ananta" said the Princess who wiggled her mother's arm slowly. The woman glared at the Princess. I just shake my head with the attitude of a narrow-minded middle-aged woman like her.

"Sorry" he said, leaving.

"Indeed you deserve to be treated disrespectfully, because you taught it," said My in-laws who suddenly made Aisyah round her eyes in disbelief. I looked at Aisyah, eyes glancing at the mother-in-law.

As if we were saying, 'This is really Mom?' Aisyah alone whose son wonders about the attitude of his mother, let alone me?

The woman looked at the mother like an eagle who wanted to pounce on her prey. Mother was also undaunted, they were cursing at each other through sharp eyes.

"Mom, come!" take the Princess who immediately hugged her mother's arm and took her out of our house.

The fence of the house is closed hard, actually want to get angry. However, it would be the same as adding to the problem. Let's just say he's a lunatic who doesn't need to be addressed.

"Ish, how come there's a human like that, brother!"

"Many, Shah! If you can, already sell the neighbor model so," said I accompanied by laughter.

"Huhahah. Brother Ananta is-there, anyway! Anyone want to buy?"

"There's nothing, I guess. You know, I never bargained for brother. They say they don't want to, minus a lot."

"Haha, Brother Ananta is a fad, huh!" Aisyah to hold her stomach so strong not as much as a joke that does not make sense like this.

"What's the minus, brother?"

"Still continue, Shah," said the smiling mother-in-law, also with comforting words from me.

"The minus the gossip is the same as the debtor, Shah," replied my origin. I don't know if they are either or not.

Aisyah's laughter grew increasingly broken and thunderous in this guest room. In fact, he looked down while holding his stomach.

"Oh my God, Brother. Not strong. Wipe your hand at the camera, right. Sunny."