Love Scenario For Mother's Rest

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A quiet atmosphere enveloped the Taxi boarded by Marwan, Imelda and her mother, . Only the sound of the roar of the car engine that echoes fills the silence created.

A long journey from the city, where Imelda was born and grew up, to the hometown of Marwan, where she was born,

Initially Marwan wanted to make a surprise for his beloved wife, giving a dream home gift in accordance with the wishes of Imelda first, minimalist house full of flowers that decorate the yard.

But everything failed miserably, when Imelda overheard Marwan chat via phone with the foreman who handled the construction of her house directly.

Indeed, when Marwan left the city to accompany his father-in-law who was still lying in a coma, Marwan began to build a minimalist house, the design of the wife as they chatted a few days before planning to go to the city.

indeed, Imelda did not ask for neko-neko just a minimalist one-story house, which is full of flowers in the yard of her house, so that it feels cool, and peaceful, so that it feels cool, unlike in a city with a view of air smoke pollution meets the eyesight.

Not yet had the desire to be realized, Imelda had whined to ask to return to the village , Marwan's birthplace for various reasons.

though the house is not 💯% so total. the wall still looks red brick, not finished plastered and painted to be attractive and cleaner, the floor is still solid ground.

there are icy rocks, and sand and cement rubbing marks littering every corner.

although, it has been given a roof, precarious and the door has been installed, but still Marwan did not feel good.

knowing that the wife herself the baby lives well, in a clean, safe and peaceful place,

And look now, the wife has to live in a house that has not been renovated.

Unlike the original people of the village where Marwan lived.

it has become commonplace, unfinished houses have been occupied, already occupied,

the most important thing is installed door, roof, bedroom, bathroom, and kitchen.

sometimes the window will only be closed with a dirty board, full of sand and cement dough that has dried.

slowly will be repaired, while waiting for the passage of time and savings that they collect little by little each work.

Sometimes their children have grown up, their homes have just been completed, renovated.some even let their homes stay that way, until they have grandchildren.

very rarely there is a brick-walled house in Marwan's yard

more than bamboo boards or woven

only certain people have brick-walled houses

" mama pardon Marwan, if in the village later mama is not comfortable, because the place is dirty and remote"

looking at two different-age women who were just speechless looking out the window with their respective minds .

the two turned their attention to the man sitting next to the driver.

it is clear that the concerns captured by the two women were different ages, from the look on the face Marwan showed them

mama Imelda commented on the smile, neutralizing the worry the daughter-in-law felt towards her .

he could already imagine what kind of life they would lead later on

but this is life, the path of destiny outlined by the creator.

possessions do not guarantee a person's life will be happy, as proven by their former life

maybe it will be very heavy, living in economic deprivation, who are accustomed to having a lot of wealth, everything is just a command, without the need to bother doing every task.

And from today, everything must be done alone, without any helpers who will help do all the household tasks.

but how else there is no choice

seeing the princess' happiness is more fun than having to think about how her life will be.

he prefers to live in economic shortcomings, rather than having a treasure but his only child becomes a controlled puppet, unable to choose his own happiness.

" it's okay, the important thing is that Imelda is happy"

hearing her name, Imelda clasped her mother's hand, her heart was filled, her mother's speech just now.

her tears flowed unsolicited, soaking the cheeks of Imelda's face that covered Mike up naturally.

her mother shook her head, as a sign of not allowing Imelda to cry, while gently wiping the tears that soaked both cheeks of Imelda.

" pardon Imelda, and A'Marwan ma

if later in life we are not as good as when living in the city"

" the important thing is that you are happy, baby, is more than enough for your happiness"

Imelda hugged her mother tightly, her tears breaking,

she was happy, hearing her mother's words.