Loving Prospective Sister-in-law

Knowing Mother's Family

I also have savings of about ten millions" said Cinta showed her ATM.

"You save it for your child's maternity expenses later" Ardi said

Yes, child. Love stroked his belly and recalled back to Cristian. "I must forget him, he already belongs to others, '' Inner Love.

Finally their journey was almost to you. Along the way to his mother's hometown Love saw the natural scenery around him. The vast tea plantations and the farmers back and forth carried grass tied with ropes behind their motors.

Love also saw the horse that pulled the carriage enthusiastically. Rarely in most cities in special places of tourism.

They went back through a large tobacco plantation until they reached the destination village. Suka Makmur Village is called.

Before going to his grandfather's house they went to the burial place of Love's mother. There Love introduces herself to a mother she has never known.

"Mother I never blamed you for everything that happened to me. I only want to say one thing to you if I love you so much even though I have never known you, said Love ended the prayer at her mother's grave.

After that they continued their journey back to the home of their grandparents.

Ardi's father opened the window. He started calling people he still knew with pleasure.

"Eh Kirman!" greet Pak Budi.

"When will it come?" ask someone.

"Just arrived, I first yes, want to stretch the muscles first,"

"Yo, kanko dolan ring umahku yo," replied the man.

That's how along the village road they went through Mr. Budi greeted the people he passed. Different from Jakarta. We barely even know the names of our neighbors.

Finally they stopped at the largest house in the area with a farm tool shop next to it.

"This is the home of Grandpa and Grandma Non Love" said Mr. Budi. "The shop was taken care of by your mother's sister"

Love opened the window. He saw an old couple weaving a basket of bamboo bark.

Their simple clothes only used oversized shirts and shabby black subordinates.

Are they his grandparents.

The two old men stopped weaving and looked at the car.

"Budi, sir," said the old woman.

"Budi yeah! It's been a long time since you've been a villager" said the old man approaching our car in a hurry.

Mr. Budi got out of the car and welcomed an old man's hand that he said Love's grandfather.

"Sae Sir, Father how are you?" ask Mr. Budi.

"Yes, like this. His name is healthy parents there is little to feel, replied the old man.

Ardi and Mbok Jum immediately got out of the car and approached the parents. Kiss their hands as a sign of respect.

"Thank your son Di, it's big huh, handsome anyway!" Grandma said Love. "Rinjani's son must have grown up as well, what he is now."

Grandma Cinta looks very sad when remembering her son.

"Love here" call Mr. Budi. Love's chest thumped, nervousness creeping through his body. He opened the door and got out of the car.

"In-he was Rinjani's son," the grandmother asked. With trembling steps and eyes that welled up the old woman approached Love.

"Love! Your name is Love, right?" ask the Grandma. "I'm your grandmother."

Love smiled with tears she immediately ran over and hugged the old woman.

"Yes, Yes Gusti I can finally hug Rinjani's son before I die. Nduk.. nduk .. Your grandmother wanted to see you but was forbidden by your father. You look a lot like your mother but you're whiter and cleaner. Really beautiful" said the grandmother. His wrinkled face was wet with tears.

His grandfather could only wipe away the tears and look towards them. The love that saw let go of his embrace and stood before his grandfather then reached out to kiss his grandfather's hand.

But his grandfather embraced Love and held it tightly. He roared crying loudly. As if he wanted to give his longing to his son through Love.

Grandpa's body shook violently from crying. He seemed reluctant to let go of his embrace.

Everyone in the store looked out to see what was happening. The younger sister of her mother was surprised when she saw Love. It was as if he saw his brother in the form of another face rising from his grave.

They all welcomed the arrival of Love warmly. A taste he had never had in his home.

That night Love stood in front of her mother's picture. True what Mr. Budi said if his mother is beautiful with her simplicity. It's only right if you're interested in your mom and love her.

''That's a picture of your late mother, as beautiful as you are. But more beautiful you are. Your mother was a simple woman. She was lucky to marry your father. Not because your father was rich, but your father was a good man, very considerate of your mother."

Grandma told me all the past mom and dad used to.

"Grandmother can do what when she sees your father taking you away, one that grandmother fears you will be treated unfairly there. Remembering your father's past leaving his first wife only to be able to be with your mother."

"Mom, I used to call her. He was so nice, he never set me apart. He loves me like his own son. Grandma need not worry," said Cinta with tears considering Riska. Although not entirely his words are true but Riska has been taking good care of him.

"Thank God if so. Grandma was very worried about Nduk (the name for girls)," said her grandmother.

"If you stay with us for a while but your father still remembers us. Once a few months your father still sends us money for living expenses at home. We don't lack anything" said his grandmother.

"I just found out if I have another mother besides my mother, I mean I have a real mother" Love said, fearing that her words would hurt her grandmother.

His grandmother was silent. "Maybe your stepmom didn't want to open the old wound and close all this reality."

Love just smiled bitterly in response to her grandmother's statement.

"Grandma really hopes you'll stay here."

Love hugged her grandmother, "I actually like living here, it's just that I still have an important job, Grandma!" kilah Love.

"Akhs! You reasoned, "grandmother walked over to the kitchen to make coffee for everyone. Pak Budi's family ended up staying at this house because Pak Budi's house was narrow and already occupied by his sister's family.

Grandpa himself was cool to talk with Mr. Budi accompanied by Ardi. Mbok Jum had not seen the trunk of his nose since this afternoon. He said he wanted to visit relatives.

Love sat down to join them.

"Love are you getting married?" ask Grandpa.

"No, Cake!"

"She almost got married but failed, Kek," led Ardi.

Love kicked Ardi's leg hard and sharpened his eyes dislike.

"Lho, why?" ask grandpa.

"Because ... ." Ardi's mouth was smothered by Love and the man's shoulder was pinched hard by her.

"Lack of matches may not be a mate, '' answered Love covers the real problem.

"Do you love her?" ask Grandpa.

Hearing that question made Love's eyes dewy again. Love lifted her face so that her tears would not come out.

"Yes if you don't want to talk about it .We tell him about something else," said his grandfather like knowing what the grandson felt.

Suddenly, his grandfather's cell phone rang.

"She, look who's calling!" call grandfather.

His grandmother came out of the kitchen and took the phone.

"Secondary,"he grandmother speculated when looking at the names listed.

Love and Ardi looked at each other. How would they explain to this old man if they were running away?

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