Mother's Choice Husband

Mother's Choice Husband 1

"Married to Naima, I'm sure she can love you and take care of you." Mother's voice held back anger after several times I rejected her plan.

" How can my mother be sure? My mother's choice a few years ago was wrong." I said a little offending my mother's past.

my mom looked at me sharply. " Not all men are like your brother."

" What is the guarantee that he will not be like my mother? If that happens to me, do I have to experience what my mother is going through. In front of me and my children will be at stake, mother." Saying again.

" You have no right to bring up Nai's mother's past." My mother was angry and rushed to leave me.

Always so, if there are things that do not agree with the mind of the mother then the mother will be angry and leave me.

I am Naima, the only child who has to lose my love. I prefer to live with my new wife.

My mother and I worked hard to live our lives. Sometimes we glare, sometimes we've been looking for brooms to sell to collectors.

Now that I am twenty-three years old, in my village, I have been considered an unskilled spinster.

There's no reason I'm still alone at this age. I was just waiting for bang Bram, my girlfriend who became a TKI overseas.

He promised after having a lot of savings he would go home and immediately propose to me.

He also promised to send me a letter every month. In fact, after three years of traveling once he never told me.

That's what makes my mother so desperate to match me with Anto who is a widower. Anto himself has been married twice and all failed.

His first wife ran away after two months of marriage. His second wife was found hanged at home after six months of marriage.

I shudder, spooky!

Then why did my mother match me with a man who had a failed product? I assume he failed because he did not succeed in becoming a leader in his household.

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I collected the lidi that we cleaned with my mom earlier. It was afternoon like that. The sun is orange and soon the magrib will come.

Lots of stuff today. Tomorrow I'll just dry it and sell it to the besiegers and I'll get the money to meet our needs.

I arrived at a building that was not worth calling home. Buildings that are only walled from gedek (the name of a wide-woven palm midrib.) House relics twenty-three years ago which every day more fragile we can not fix. And the smell of our house is squeezed by a neighboring house that has been renovated into a minimalist house.

The house is without electricity and every night is only illuminated by the mother's artificial oil lamp.

I went inside the house. My mom was cooking using a stove.

The smell of cooking made my stomach grow bigger.

Kriuk..

Worms in my stomach like they're going to protest.

I approached my mother. " What cooking is mak? It smells so good." Ask slowly.

" Bath the cooking is almost cooked. You must be hungry." Said my mother without seeing me. His hands seemed busy flipping back at the cooking. Afraid of screeching maybe.

I also left my mother for the bathroom. Only covered by carpets and banners that are no longer in use .

After showering and dressing as I am, I approached my mother. Warm white rice and chicken stews are already on the floor. Looks like my mom is waiting.

" Let's eat Nai." Take your mother while pouring rice into a plastic plate.

I sat next to my mother. "What a fancy meal are we having today, mama?" My toot.

" Eat first full later mother explain! " Mommy's orders.

I also started eating with it. This is the best dinner I've never forgotten. With the limitations of the economy makes us rarely eat delicious and delicious.

After finishing eating and packing the dishes into the kitchen, they called me to sit with him.

" Nai is ready to finish it? Come sit down for a minute."

" What's wrong mak?"

"Married to Anto!" My mother's eyes looked glassy.

" Give me some time mama!" Soft pet.

" How long? Mom's age is soon Nai." Ask mom slowly. His eyes glare.

" Age is God's business. The most important thing every Nai prays mother's name is the first one Nai mentions in prayer." I grabbed mom's shoulder. Swiping it, giving it strength.

" If one day you're called God, you don't leave you at this reot home alone, Nai. I don't imagine every night you're alone in the dark." Mom started sobbing until she coughed.

I ran to the kitchen and gave him a glass of water.

" Drink my mother." My orders.

The coughed mother opened her mouth, taking the water from my hand. I saw around my lips something just dark so unclear and the glass held by my mother changed color.

" Mom for a minute." My speech.

I walked to get the oil lamp. Closer to mother's mouth.

Red, also pour into the glass held by the mother is also red.

" blood! Mak ,emak coughs up blood?" Much

Mom just nodded not answering.

I started to panic. Cry broke. Does it hurt mom????

Instantly my tears broke when I saw the blood on my lips and the glass that my mother held.

" Already, don't think too much." Replied the mother while wiping the remaining blood on her hands and mouth using her shabby negligee.

I hugged my mother tightly. " Tomorrow shall we seek treatment, mother?" Take me.

" No, my mother is old. Soon also dead. You just need to think about Nai's mom's offer." Reject mom.

" Mak." I said softly

" Go to sleep, it's night. My mom is sleepy." My mother walked into the room leaving me.

I followed my mother too.

We used to sleep in one stuffy room. There is only a thin mattress as a sleeping pad for our sleep transporters.

It didn't take long, my mother's snoring voice was heard.

I held my mother's wrinkled hand. I put it on my chest. Why is your life destiny so difficult,. Though you are one of his most fearless and obedient servants but why does suffering always faithfully accompany you.

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The voice of the dawn Adhan was already reverberating. My mother is no longer beside me. I'm getting up. In the darkness of the morning I saw my mother wearing a mukena ready to pay two rakaat.

" Take ablution water, fast prayer do not delay!" Mother's orders.

I went to the back to clean myself up and took the ablution water.

No matter how hard life is, no matter how busy we are, do not leave the prayer. Mother's message was always ringing until I grew up to be a grown girl.

I am prepared to fulfill my duty to the Creator.

After completion, do not forget my prayer for my mother hopefully long and healthy life always so that it can accompany me when successful later.

I folded my face, and put it on the table.

The morning air is still cold. Mom opened the front door and was sitting in the room.

" It's still cold, mak." My speech.

" Mom just wants to breathe Nai's morning air. Fresh hasn't been dirty." Answer mom.

" Nai, how are you prepared right?" asked my mother to look at me expectantly.

" What are you ready for?" I pretended to forget.

" Don't pretend to forget Nai. If your answer is yes, then eight o'clock you'll see Anto." Firm mom.

Duh, you guys there is not the one who is in a match with your mother? if you have it in the comment field...