MARRIED DUREN ANSA

MDA 2'S. Come along

"Front month I'm mutating to outside Java. In North Sumatra!" Agam stopped for a while while Eno was still silent without interrupting.

"Do you want to stay here or go outside Java?" ask Agam with a serious mimic.

Eno is shocked to hear of her husband's mutation.

"Mutation?! Why?" ask Eno curiously.

"Regular, personnel exchanges. There was a shortage of personnel so there were some from here who were mutated to it. How, are you coming or staying here?!" said Agam while playing Eno's hair scented shampoo, occasionally kissing the hair.

"You're! Cooking does not. Where's the good LDR?!" answered Eno enthusiastically.

"But.." Eno's face returned moody as it recalled how her mother-in-law was doing.

"But?" said Agam while raising one eyebrow.

"How's mom?" eno asked doubtfully.

"Why do you think about Mom anyway? Think of yourself and your husband, if you're far away, can't you?!" agam replied annoyed, he did not want Eno to think about their past problems and was done.

Eno was always reminded of that problem, the problem that caused the trauma.

"He's our old man, Mom! Because he Mas Agam exists and can be my husband. We can't close our eyes. The son of the wicked is his name!" Eno republished like a broken radio lecturing his priest.

"Have you?!" asked Agam shortly after Eno finished his lecture.

Eno looked cengo at her husband. He had already talked long times the width plus the height was only responded to with one word. Eno then nodded after looking at her husband's face.

"It is not meant to close our eyes or not care about parents, but we are already married. Having our own family that we must take care of and pay attention to. Not because of the desire of our parents to sacrifice our household. We are obligated to take care of our parents, but our current situation can't."

"If I'm not a country man, I want to stay with Mom and take care of her. But I became a servant of that country because I realized my mother's dream. I can't possibly choose a job or a mother, much less choose you or Mom. I can't!" Agam took out all his thoughts so that Eno understood.

"It is our duty as children to be devoted to parents. I became a servant of that country as well as one of my marks of devotion to Mother and country. Mother wants me to be a soldier. If at this time I have to go far because of duty, it does not mean I do not want to serve Mom. It's just that it's time for me to devote myself to the country." Agam continued his explanation so that Eno did not continue to think about his mother.

Eno was speechless hearing the words from her husband. He began to digest those words and thought the best for his decision later.

"Good, Mas! I'm coming, but we say goodbye to Mom and Mama before we leave. If we can go to Mom's house tomorrow. Ask Mama to come to Mother's house" said Eno after thinking carefully about what was conveyed by her husband.

"All right! Now we rest, it's late at night" said Agam.

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Today Agam and Eno are ready to travel far, it takes about three hours to go home. They have informed Bu Warni and Bu Marini if they will return home. The distance between Agam's parents and Eno's parents is not too far, it only takes an hour.

Agam and Eno were greeted with wide smiles by both of his parents. Ms. Marini and Mr. Mundarman first arrived at the house of Bu Warni, actually the house owned by Agam which was occupied by his mother.

"Before Agam apologized if interrupting Papa, Mama and Mama's break. Agam came here because he wanted to convey the news, it could be said that good news is also bad!" said Agam calmly, it looks very leadership soul.

"What news, Gam?" ask Miss Warni, can't wait.

"Good news what's the bad news first?'' He asked his mother back.

"What good news?" asked Mr. Mundarman interjected when he saw that Ms. Warni began to open her mouth to speak.

Agam knew that his parents were impatient for a response from him, nor did he want to delay to share the news of his mutation.

"Good news, Agam is rising in rank!" answer me briefly.

"Good young man! Keep your achievements in your career!" said Mr. Mundarman while congratulating him with the commando greetings, then patted him on the shoulder.

"Thank you, Pa!" answered Agam hugged his father-in-law who had been considered as his own father.

"Congratulations, Son!" said Bu Warni hugged her child.

"Congratulations, Gam! May you become a country man!" in exchange for Ms. Marini who congratulated him, he kissed Agam's forehead as a sign of a mother's affection for her child.

(Go back, her dear mother-in-law. My own mother doesn't!🤦 Pripun tha Bu Warni)

They sit back in their original position. Wanted to hear the bad news.

"What's the bad news, Gam?" asked Mr. Mundarman with a sense of urgency.

"Yes, Gam! What's the bad news?" tanya Bu Warni and Bu Marini compact.

"Hhhhh!" Agam mende legitimate, it does not feel like delivering this news.

"Agam was mutated to North Sumatra, Pa!" answer Agam lethargic.

Mr. Mundarman who saw the look on the face of his daughter-in-law was trying to comfort him.

"Good that! Opportunities to rise to class and office are increasingly open.

"Congratulations good? They want to leave us nice!" mama Warni replied with emotion because she heard the answer from her iron.

"If he was in the place he is now, his career would have stopped. Although he had to separate far and long, at least he could develop. His career will continue to rise. For what works if stagnant, there is no meaningful change. Look at the coconut and banana trees. The coconut tree is of high value because it can live anywhere, while the banana tree it always lives where the mother is. The end of the banana tree itself died because there was no more food to absorb." Mr. Mundarman tried to give understanding and explanation to his ironwork.

Mr. Mundarman wondered why Ms. Warni had not changed, did not want to take the wisdom of the previous problem.

"He should have known the consequences of having a TNI child, he used to want Agam to be a soldier. Why is she now blocking her son's career?" inner Mr. Mundarman, not out of thought with his iron mind.

Ms. Warni was speechless no more. True what Mr. Mundarman said, he had to let his son live his life as a state servant who could be mutated at any time.

"All right! Mom let you go. But is it not better to wait for Fani school to receive a report first? He has already gone to school, dear if you have to stop," said Ms. Warni trying to stall the departure of her children and grandchildren.