Married To Chef Jutek

Mother's Tomb (Pov Melati)

I am happy to see a father who is much better than before, but I am sad to see him still working even though he is still sick. I made tea in the kitchen for you. In the kitchen I met a rose.

"Rose, you're coming to town, right?" I put sugar in the glass.

"No need to bargain, we have been invited first with Mr. Arjuna in front."

"Truely, Alhamdulillah .. "sahutku while putting hot water into the glass.

Suddenly Mother came. As usual, she was cynical about me. He ruffled his hands on his waist, preparing to scold me, which he often did to me.

"Darken!" snapped it.

"Yes, Mom." I finished making tea for Father.

"You already know that you're not my son. Your mother was Rose's father's mistress."

I took a heavy breath.

"Yes, Mom. I already know. Sorry for being so much of a hassle." I'm down.

"For a long time I wanted to tell you, but because my husband forbade me to say it."

"Yes, Mom. Thank you so much for taking care of me this big." I said Thank you.

"I'm forced! If eliminating people is not in the police field long ago I throw it into the river." I was shocked to hear his words.

"Hate that Mom with Melati? What's my fault, Mom?"

"You don't know your fault?" Mom glared at me. "You're the son of prostitution** that, every time I look at your face I want your lowly mother!!" he said while pointing at my face.

Pain, that's all I feel in here. Mom's gaze rained hatefully, her eyes flushed red with tears of emotion. I approached and collapsed standing on my knees in front of him.

"Mom, please don't call my biological mother that. He was calm in nature. Just beg you, ma'am." I was down and closed. "If you want to hate, hate me. Explain to me all the resentment of mother, but please don't call my mother a prostitute**." Tears started to flow down my face.

"In fact, protest!"

"Once a child of prostitution** remains a child of prostitution**." Roses chiming. The more this heart.

"Darling ... " Mister Arjuna's voice came closer. Mom hurriedly told me to stand up.

"Dagger, stand! Quick, stand!!" His screams were small.

I kept quiet, my heart still hurt to hear them say something inappropriate to my late mother.

Finally Mr. Arjuna arrived at the kitchen. He looked at me and was silent for a long time.

"Who made Arjuna Delendra's wife kneel like that?" ask with a tone full of emphasis. I'm still flinching, the pain's still peeling here.

Gilsa and Regi arrive shortly. They witnessed the anger of Mr. Arjuna.

"I asked once again, who made my wife kneel like this?"

Mother and Rose were silent, maybe they were frightened. I stood up and wiped away the tears. Turn around and embrace Mr. Arjuna. Not only to calm her down, but also to calm my heart.

"Are you okay, honey? What are they talking about?" I just shook my head, unable to speak. The master wiped my tears and again immersed me in his arms.

"Don't cry anymore. We're going, yeah!"

"Father, Mas.., " said I wirih.

"Later someone from the city picks them up. We're straight to our original destination."

I'm nodding. The master is pushing forward. I went to see my father and brought him the warm tea I had made.

"Sir, someone's gonna take you to town. Melati still has the same business as Mas Arjuna. Dad is okay, yeah. Melati stay." I said while sitting on the side of the bed.

I sit and sip the warm tea I put on the table.

"Yes, it's okay, Nduk." He handed over a small co-pellant, a paper inscribed with the name of a person and the date of his birth and death.

"What is this, sir?"

I received the paper with trembling hands. I slowly read her name, my real mother's name. Her name...

"Rianti .. "I said softly, I finally know my real mother's name. I rubbed my shoulders.

I wiped the tears with the back of my hand. My cry was restrained, I was afraid to be heard by Mr. Arjuna who was waiting outside.

"Yes, that's your mother's name, Nduk," he whispered. I hugged my Father. My tears are spilling back. Happy and sad are mixed into one.

"Already, already, go, Nduk!" father's Order.

"We met in the city, sir."

"Yes. Be careful on the road." You were about to get out of bed, but I forbid.

"Mr, just here. Rest yes ... "

"But, I want to meet Mr. Arjuna."

"It's okay I'll say. You're still tired." Smiling, he returned to bed.

"Well, if so" he said.

I went up and walked out of the room to see Mr. Arjuna sitting waiting for me in the front seat.

"Come, let's continue the journey!" take me to Mr. Arjuna after standing nearby.

"Mas has not said goodbye to you" he said.

"Sir, I told you to rest inside." I said. then I felt that there was less "Where is Gilsa Regi?" ask me because I don't see them.

"I told you to buy food for you."

It turns out Mr. Arjuna is attentive as well. I sat down next to her and hugged her warmly.

"Thank you, yes, my mother!" Sir hugged and kissed my head.

Pork!

Suddenly, something fell down. As soon as I saw her, it turned out that Rose and Mother were eavesdropping on us by the kitchen door and fell forward, crashing into the door.

The master almost laughed, but I pinched his hand, so that he would shut up. Happiness above the suffering of others, pity.

"Mom is okay?" I asked while helping them both stand up.

"Ee, nothing." said as he shook his head and glanced at Mr. Arjuna several times.

"Sir, are you okay?" I asked the Rose, she just shook her head fast too.

Mother took the Rose's hand to enter the other room. My room used to be, at the end, often leaking when it was raining and I slept only on a mat, without a warm blanket and bolsters.

"Have a son!" said Mr. Arjuna, he pulled my waist and hugged me back.

"Mas will see people!" My protest and he took off a hug. "Sit down, yuk! while waiting for Gilsa and Regi to come."

The master took a long breath. "Yeah!" he said after a long stare, a look of protest because he should not hug.

It wasn't long before Gilsa and Regi came. The master went into the room to see the Father, although he was a little afraid to shake hands, but I understood him. He just wasn't used to it.

After saying goodbye and giving our food to the tomb. In the tomb I shed all my sorrow. The master just sat quietly beside me. Sometimes he stroked my shoulder, then hugged me as my tears broke. Shut up again as I started talking, kissed the top of my head as I sobbed and so on. Finished from the tomb we stopped by the restaurant to eat and pray. Then go back on the journey.

In the car I kept hugging Mister. I put my face in his chest. Sir doesn't say much, it's still the same. Until I realized I was asleep on the way.

"Darling, wake up we've arrived" he whispered in the ear.

I opened my eyes, but why is it all dark?

"Mas, Mommy? Where are you?" I fumble.