My father-in-law Kang Setur

MKA 30'S

Beautiful hometown, I feel the cool area that I have not passed this long. Ah, it feels like just yesterday went with friends around this city. The city of birth is the most beautiful city in my opinion. Everything is the same, not much different.

Arrive us in front of my house, the color of the paint has changed a little because usually you paint it once a year every Eid. This time our house is gray, quite elegant and sweet color. I like simple colors but it looks elegant like this.

'Tok! 'Tok! 'Tok!

"Yes, one minute!" yelled someone from inside. Looks like she's Miss Dania, my sister-in-law.

'Czech!

True to my guess, the little lady filled with her beloved negligee 'was behind the door. "Oh Allah, Dhira ... Thank God it has come to you, Dek. Come, Enter!" he said in delight, "Mas, Dhira has arrived!" His shouting.

Shortly after came out the big brother I missed so much, he came up to me and I immediately hugged him. "How are you, Mas?"

"Good, Deck. You how are you? Healthy in there, right?"

"Alhamdulillah" I said, and he shook hands with my husband.

"Zavier is really handsome, the deck ..." Praise those whom I say in my heart, God.

"The mother is beautiful, my mother. Reasonable dong!" Only in this house can I joke.

"It could be you!" While stroking my head, "Oh yeah Ray, what's my sister there? Nahusahin? It's originally a slacker, nosy guy, too." He asked Rayyan to speak.

Mas Rayyan could only scratch his head, what else could he do now? He only found out if his wife was in a jolly house, but when brought to his house turned into someone else. Almost Mas Rayyan opened the chat, I held his hand as if to signal let me answer.

"Dhira tuh at home good Budi loh, Mas. Moreover, there is already Zavier, must be a good example dong."

"Well, I didn't think I was. You like our fad here, where you might be there to be quiet. No ... No ... Don't believe me!"

"Yowes, take care of it!" My friend, I'm holding Zavier and intend to take him to my room, "Dhira to the room first, Dhira's room has not been made a warehouse, right?"

Mas Bayu even chuckled amusedly, "Almost we want to keep rats there." Sahut Mas Bayu's.

I also took Mas Rayyan to the room to rest for a while because later we will go together to the hospital. I opened my room slowly, when the door opened I saw everything was still the same. The bed, the closet, even all the dolls that become collections are still neatly arranged there. It's just that the paint color of my room is still bright, not faded at all even though I have not lived for two years. I'm sure you're the one who did it too.

"Just rest, Mom. Dhira wants to take a shower, sultry!" While I lay Zavier on my bed.

"Your room is still the same, deck?" Mas Rayyan said, it turns out he also noticed when only two days ago he stayed in this room before I was taken to Medan.

I nodded, "And it's the same!"

"The new magazine realized, your room is wider than our room. I'm so embarrassed, Dek."

"Then why?"

"In this house you are treated like a queen, but when I take you you become a babu. If there's a job here, how do we move here?"

"Pity Mama Rima, Mas."

"You still thinking about it?"

"Well, that's Dhira's mother-in-law."

Rayyan smiled, I don't know what she's thinking right now. "You take a shower, let Zavier Mas take care of you."

***

When I came out, I saw that the dishes served were my favorite. My eyes sparkled, I had long wanted to eat all this. Even when I was pregnant I wanted this side dish, but I was scared at the omelin by Mama Rima.

"Well, this is so good." Without cue

I immediately took the rice, I forgot to take the rice for Mas Rayyan.

'Place!

My hand was hit by my brother. "What the hell are you? Husband was first!" mas Bayu Protest.

I hit my head slowly, "Sorry, Dhira forgot."

"It's okay, I can do it myself." Rayyan understood that I couldn't have been on purpose.

"Dhira ..." Tegur Mas Bayu's.

"I ___iya," I said, I immediately took the rice and side dishes to Mas Rayyan's plate.

"Mas, how's mom doing?" ask me between meals.

"You, if you eat, eat first!"

True too, while at Mama Rima's house I never interjected like that while eating, but at this time why do I do it?

"Sorry, Dhira is worried about Mom."

"Mom's fine, you eat good first. Tell me about it at once we're there!"

Finished eating, as promised Mas Bayu took us to the hospital. Zavier lives with Ms. Dania, as the baby is not allowed in at this time. In the journey Mas Bayu also tells the condition of mother. The woman who gave birth to me was missing me all this time, she always asked me if I was okay there. It also made it a thought and became a drop until now.

"May you recover so look at Dhira yes, Mas."

"Aamiin's."

Half an hour later we arrived at the hospital. Dear Mother, this is where my routine as a child. I used to go to the hospital a few times a year. Jasmine room, its name. There Mom is in the care. I deliberately entered first compared to Mas Bayu.

Bismillah, 'Simplek!

"Mother ..." I looked at Mother lying weakly accompanied by an infusion hose. That's very sad, Mother. My mother was the strongest woman I had.

"Dhiro!" Screaming my mother and father.

I hugged him tightly, "Father how are you?"

"Well, nduk."

"Mr ..." Ogre.

I looked up, I saw his hand was stretched out for me. I welcome him full of miss. "Mom why did it get this way? Don't make Dhira worry, ma'am."

"Mom doesn't pa-pa, I just miss you. You're okay, aren't you, son?"

"Dhira's fine, Mom. Look at Dhira, are there any abrasions? No, Madam. Dhira is happily married to Mas Rayyan. Don't worry, I need to heal!"