MENTALLY

GRANDMOTHER'S ARRIVAL

The atmosphere of the middle room of Mr. Muhtar's residence that night was increasingly gripping. A grandmother behaved so haughtily and stared intently at a woman who was accompanying her son to study.

"Miss, grandma stayed here a long time?" asked Bima on the sidelines doing her job.

"Mom, focus first on your learning!" reprimand mistress Anggraini slowly. His intention was just to get Bima's work done immediately and he could chat freely. But alas, his reprimand made a misunderstanding.

"You are still the same, I love to limit my closeness to my grandchildren. It's only fitting that you guys never visit me other than when Lebaran."

Madam Anggraini just sighed heavily, wrong again. Indeed yes.if from the beginning already do not like to behave anyway still wrong.

"Start, Grandma. We lived the farthest from my grandmother's house, and we went to school. If we are on vacation, grandma always does not want to be invited to travel. Yeah don't blame mom and dad either."

It was not the Anggraini who answered, but Bima. The Junior High was so smooth without fear of the grandmother's nagging. The carrying is also relaxed, he continues to do tasks while talking to the grandmother.

"You are so, Bim. Must have taught your mom to talk like that to grandma, huh?" Bu Wita did not accept, the grandson gave a speech that he thought was not polite. He also glanced sharply at Anggraini who was very relaxed.

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Bima put down her pen, looking intently at the grandmother, she did not like it when the mother was scolded. "Grandma don't be mad at mama, I'm a smart child already SMP can clearly talk without mama's arrangement."

"Well.nah.answer again."

"Oh, the wrong mom. I'm sorry, Mom. I don't mean to limit Bima's conversation, let her finish her new assignment with Mom."

"Here is the reason you are. You didn't like it when you came here." Bu Wita was angry, he immediately moved and entered the room he used to occupy when staying at the residence of Mr. Muhtar.

Bima just shook his head, "Why the older man always wants to be respected without looking at the interests around."

Just so out of touch madam Anggraini turned to Bima, surprised that her teenage son could say that. "Bim, I can't say that. Not polite."

"Ma, even though Bima is considered to be all small children but Bima is already a teenager, Bima already knows which good people are julid. All this time Bima knows that mama is often scolded by grandma, even though mama did nothing wrong. Poor mama," said Bima who immediately embraced the mama. Who tried not moved by the feeling of unfortunately this youngest child. When all blame him, Bima gives strength in the form of a child's embrace.

"Mom not pa-pa, Bim." Still madam Anggraini hid the attitude of the in-laws in front of Bima. He did not want to worsen his relationship with the in-laws. Moreover, for 20 years she was asked to be patient by her husband. His heart was already numb facing that spicy sentence of all.

"Just respect your grandmother, don't repeat."

Bima nodded. "Let's apologize to grandma yeah, now--"

"Tumben you're home?" asked Mr. Muhtar, Bima and mama immediately turned to the source of the voice. Looks tired face of the husband, as well as Radit who walked behind Mr. Muhtar.

"Good, at least you're still useful as a mother."

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Madam Anggraini clenched her hands, enduring a deep sense of annoyance. If only the words of her mother-in-law passed just like that, but not for the spicy word of the husband. She was so bad in front of her husband. As if there were no services.

"Pa.got to start," Radit scolded. Never mind, want to make this family destroyed if it still maintains the ego. "Patient mom, even though Radit was rough yesterday with mom, Radit still loves you." So flat Radit's face, tired and wanted to stop the overflow of emotions that his father had just created.

"Why is everyone fighting and taking things wrong. That's grandma, now papa. If my mom is sad, how?"

"Grandmother's coming?" ask Mr. Muhtar in shock. His face was tense for a moment. Carefully covering up the problem of Almira from the mother for various reasons must now end. "Where is grandma now?"

"What's wrong?" ask him who came out of the room still wearing a face. "Where have you been, since I called not lifted, want to forget about mom too? already affected by the habits of your wife."

Mr. Muhtar looked down lethargic, wanted to reach his hand with reverence but had been flocked to the mother's nagging. Apes.

"Pa, Dit, salim first," pinta madam Anggraini reminded.

"Don't be polite with Mom" said Bu Wita as he looked at Madam Anggraini.

Bima immediately took the hand of the mother, "Let's go, Ma. Live with someone who appreciates you."

Bima's speech suddenly made Mr. Muhtar look up to see the departure of his wife and youngest son. It's just amazing why Bima can talk like that.

"Look at your youngest child, since I spoke disrespectfully with mom. It must have been from your wife. Mom never agreed she was with you, but you kept insisting. Feel it's your choice."

Once again Mr. Muhtar to the stairs, got a scolding from the mother. His head is getting frown, one problem Almira has found another way, now comes again the problem that will arise with the presence of the mother in her home.

Not being a child of disobedience, but Mr. Muhtar wants to take a break from this strange problem. Almira's business is in order, he already plans to invite his wife to talk seriously about the integrity of the household. The drop of Almira yesterday was the peak of Mr. Muhtar's patience with the Anggraini mistress. Therefore, if the wife can not be arranged again, okay...Mr. Muhtar better take it off. For him, why have an unruly wife after doing wrong and fatal parenting.

"Grandmother is increasingly making this house hot," muttered Radit who immediately went to his room. Mr. Muhtar agreed with Radit. He had predicted the third world war would appear tomorrow morning at breakfast.

"OK... when he sleeps, tomorrow's business is thought of tomorrow!" mr. Muhtar gave strength to himself. He immediately went to his room. Hope to sleep well, gather energy to welcome the morning.

Nite's.