My father-in-law Kang Setur

MKA 31'S

"Thank God, son. I'm glad to hear it! Mother ever dreams you hurt, your mind tormented, huh forgive Mom. Now I am calm now!"

I was astonished, what is the strong bond between the child and his mother? God, I can't believe you felt what I've been through all this time. But I can't be weak, I have to look strong.

"Dhira's fine, Mom. Now that I've got to get well, Dhira's got Zavier but he's staying home. Don't you want to see Zavier?"

"Oh my God, did your grandson come too? God, I'd love to meet Zavier, son."

"Zavier also wanted to see his grandmother, but a child as young as Zavier was forbidden to go to the hospital."

"Tuh, look at Ms ... Zavier came here for Mom. Must be healed dong," said Mr. cheering.

"Yes, I'm going to be excited to heal." Mom said with a smile.

Shortly after Mas Rayyan entered with Mas Bayu, Mas Rayyan kissed the reverence of the palms of my Father and Mother. The conversation was not known by Mas Rayyan. Father and mother hugged him while giving thanks for being given a daughter-in-law like him.

"Rayyan, did Dhira bother you? Forgive the childishness, son. He is still unstable at that age! Said the mother, making Mas Rayyan furrow his eyebrows.

I knew what Mas Rayyan had in mind because I had never shown my true nature in his house. It's natural that he's confused now.

"Rayyan, did Dhira often ask you or did your mother bribe him? Forgive him, because here he is also often like that when it is big."

That had not been answered by Mas Rayyan, my mother asked him again. Mas Rayyan was like getting a hard slap, looking once if he felt guilty now.

"Mom, we go home first! Poor Zavier at staying." I avoided the conversation between Mas Rayyan and mother.

"Well, isn't it just here?"

"Yes, but Zavier can't get far from Dhira, ma'am."

"Truely so, have you guys been careful huh ..."

Finally after being persuaded by the mother to understand too, even though at home there is his wife Mas Bayu, I still doubt because Zavier is different from other children.

We have permission to go home and promise to come back tomorrow.

"Yes, Mum."

"Are you home like you live in a prison?"

"meaning?"

"You were different at Mas' house and here. There you look quiet and harbored everything, while here ... I love seeing you like this here. You be yourself, dear."

"Maybe Dhira is not used to living there, what else is there in-laws who must be respected."

"You also respect your mother's father, but you remain who you are here."

"Mas ____"

"Mas understand, dear. Sorry, Mas. One day we'll have a house, I promise. You want to be patient with that?"

"You, Mas."

***

The news of my return turned out to be in the ears of my friends, they also came to the house. Rayyan is going to have a month off, it's a long time for me.

A lot of snacks they brought for Zavier, not for me, it sucks! They always suck, but I love you. Only a few hours did they come, because they also had a life. Do not forget we take pictures ria, capturing moments that are now rare and almost never.

Two days after I went to the hospital, my mother was allowed to go home. Happy for sure, because I'm more free to take care of Mom at home.

"Assalamu'alaikum" said from the outside, like the voice of the Father.

I ran to open the door, "Waalaikumsalam."

Mom was in a wheelchair smiling. Ah, that smile is so sweet. I immediately brought Mom in, Mas Rayyan helped to carry the bags and belongings from the hospital.