One Roof With Maduku

INTAN GALAU

The heart never denies with all the pervading feelings. The feeling that suddenly appeared in his mind would not be able to be inevitable. It is only the human mind that manipulates everything. Finally lies come in the form of speech and attitude.

Love is also divided because of the impulse of human greed. Because praise - praise and seduction that drowns taste. He fell and was eventually caught in a trap. A choice that cannot stop everything. Looking for something that does not exist in one admired figure.

As with plants that are always watered and nurtured, so the sense of it gets bigger and more fertile as attention and forms of affection are given. The more the plant is allowed to grow without care, there will be a lot of weeds around it. There will be a pestle that grows from the tree that makes the fertility of the tree decreases.

" Daddy!" call Bu Hartini who disperse the dream of Intan who was sitting on the bench of the park behind the residence of the Pak Hartono Family.

" Uh mama! What's the matter ma?" suhut Intan smiling and rising from his seat kissed the right and left cheeks of Ms. Hartini.

"What are you daydreaming about, baby?" ask Bu Hartini who sat next to Intan.

" There is no ma! It's just that I'm getting impatient waiting for the presence of a tiny baby in my relationship with Mas Wardha. How I want to feel pregnant with a bulging stomach carrying a child from Wardha mas. Feel like a mother who conceives, gives birth, breastfeeds and raises children. Does God not hear our prayers?" kata Intan started to complain.

" Hus! You can't say that. God always has the most beautiful and best plan for you and Wardha. Be well with God. Maybe at this time, you are given time first to enjoy your togetherness without the presence of a baby in the middle of happiness. Or maybe, God knows better and knows if you are currently not able to carry out your duties and obligations as a mother. Think positive in response to all that, baby." said Bu Hartini while stroking Intan's short hair.

" It's like it's incomplete if there's no sound of baby crying in the middle of my relationship with Mas Wardha. I feel like I'm an incomplete and imperfect woman" Intan said.

" Uh? It's Intan! How about we make a sponge yuk! Your mood is no longer good. You have to do a lot of activities so that, your mind is not empty and not minded who is not - no." said Ms. Hartini.

" Such a males Ma!" intan Sahut.

" Uh? Don't be so dong darling! Let's just say, you made this cake for your husband, Wardha. Give the best to your husband" said Ms. Hartini.

" Oh yeah? Where's wardha?" added Bu Hartini.

" Not from last night to go home Ma! There's business to his family. He said his sister was sick. I wanted to come yesterday not to be loved." Intan's story.

" Oh! Come on, let's make a sponge yuk! The ingredients are available and complete in the kitchen loh." invited Bu Hartini.

Not long after, Winda came with a bottle of baby milk to the kitchen room. The kitchen room in Mr. Hartono's residence is indeed in the back of the garden past the back of the house.

" Mama! Intan! Excitingly look at her." Wanda greeted with a smile and walked up to the two of them before stepping into the kitchen.

" Winda! Vishnu sleeping?" ask Ms. Hartini.

" No Ma! Vishnu guarded Mas Surya. It's gonna wash Vishnu's milk bottle first, Ma!" said Winda.

Intan and Ms. Hartini stood up immediately walking towards the kitchen. The queen followed them both.

" Uh? Don't fucking! Vinda let ngurus Vishnu. There was Surya, her husband. Rarely - rarely Surya came home quickly from the office since there was Vishnu." said Bu Hartini.

Intan back pouting. In his heart he wanted children. So that Wardha can go home early or more eager to go home if there is a baby at home.

" Uh? Pouting again, right? Let's focus! We make good sponge!" said Ms. Hartini.

She still cleaned some baby milk bottles. His eyes focus on his work but his mind goes where. In his heart is very grateful, in his marriage with Surya already blessed with a child. It is true, the presence of a baby in a marriage relationship is highly anticipated by all couples. Isn't the purpose of marrying one of them also to have offspring? Have a successor and the next generation? A wife if for so long there have been no signs of pregnancy or do not have a baby, the worry will be great. He'll feel imperfect if he hasn't given it all. As a woman, it feels incomplete if you have never conceived, given birth, raised children.

Sometimes one of the reasons for a husband to divorce or die his wife because of it. But that is not an absolute reason for a man to leave his wife. By mutual agreement, can't adopt a child or join a baby tube program first if it's possible.

" Sir!" call Bu Hartini.

" Yes Ma!" sahut Winda's.

" Today's Saturday, join the dinner with Sarwenda's family?" ask Ms. Hartini.

" I'm up to it, what did Mas Surya say, Ma! If I have to be at home, there's no need to force it to come, Ma! After all, Vishnu has not been able to take a walk out of the house is still a red baby, Ma. Hehehe." said Winda with a smile.

" That's it! What a good thing. But if you are bored at home and want to participate in the dinner, Vishnu can be taken care of by Mbk Ita. She's good at taking care of babies, too." Said Ms. Hartini.

Ita's mother was one of the domestic assistants at the Pak Hartono family residence.

" Oh yes, Sire! You can convey to Surya, you if you have trouble to immediately find a baby sitter" said Ms. Hartini.

" Yes, Ma! I will tell Mas Surya! But for now, like his yet need Ma. I still want to enjoy, taking care of Vishnu every time. Hehehe." said Winda.

" That's it! How do you know you are getting bored and want to work in Papa's office with Surya." said Winda.

" Can you Ma?" suhut Winda is excited.

" It is possible, Sire. Times now. Men if not supervised can assort outside. Mama does not want to, defend the child mama also, if the child mama tempted with the girls out there. You know yourself, don't you? Girls now, look at established men, start docking and want to flirt. No matter what, he has children and a wife." said Ms. Hartini.

" Mama! Don't talk to me, Ma! I became worried about this, with Mas Wardha." said Intan began to complain.

Finally Winda and Bu Hartini so look at each other and laugh at the reaction of Intan who pouted like a child.

In this world, true satisfaction for a human being if he can feel His Love. And His Love can be felt, when we always hear the voice of a vibrating heart. In that soft and gentle weaving, it will not be heard if reason always dominates feeling. Finally, man determines his own steps according to his desires and desires. The sacred inner voice is covered with empty delusions that obey the commands and impulses of worldly lust. All of which, will never reach the point of satisfaction.