One Roof With Maduku

TOGETHERNESS OF MR. HARTONO AND HIS WIFE

At Mr. Hartono's house. Bu Hartini and Mr. Hartono were sitting in the back garden. The sound of rustling pool water makes the situation like being in the wild. Accompanied by a glass of ginger water with palm sugar, Mr. Hartono enjoyed the afternoon with his beloved wife. It has been more than 35 years they have been through together in navigating the household. Not a short time that long. Time during that time there were no problems and sharp pebbles that tested the wholeness of their love.

Mr. Hartono stared at the shade of his wife's face that was full of patience in accompanying her. Ms. Hartini was very patient and obedient to the orders and decisions that her husband always made. Especially when they had to part with Surya who left the big house because they did not agree to the matchmaking they had made. It was a blow to Ms. Hartini, who had to be away from her beloved boy . Mr. Hartono was quite loud at that time, Surya had to choose between the two, agree to the match or leave the residence of Mr. Hartono without the facilities and assets provided for him.

At that time, Surya dared to make the decision to leave his mansion without enjoying all the facilities and materials that suffice his life. Surya is willing to work hard day or night to live together with Vinda. That is what makes Winda more guilty because Surya who used to live a luxurious life without shortcomings must work hard to meet all the needs of himself and his wife, Winda. When Surya committed that betrayal, Winda was still wise and opened her heart to forgive all the mistakes of Surya's wrong choice. Is not man living not merely doing good in the eyes of people. Good people do not always do wrong things. Likewise, an enemy does not always become our enemy continuously and a true friend does not always faithfully accompany us in the difficulties and tribulations of life. Each human being will one day be preoccupied with his personal affairs and egoism.

" It's good not wedang ya?" asked Bu Hartini who saw Mr. Hartono enjoying the ginger wedang drink little by little.

" Mantab, dear mama! Mama made yah?" said Mr. Hartono with a smile.

" Of course! Hehe. Hey, don't smoke again, baby! It's old" said Bu Hartini while seizing the cigarette and matchsticks to be taken by Mr. Hartono.

" Mama! One more stick, baby!" whinek Pak Hartono spoiled.

" What is one, huh?" asked Bu Hartini while pulling one cigarette from the packet of cigarettes he took.

" Thank you, dear mom!" said Mr. Hartono who received one cigarette from the hand of Bu Hartini.

Ms. Hartini smiled with satisfaction. Her husband sometimes became obedient when Ms. Hartini was busy with her health problems. For a husband, of course this makes his heart happy because it feels cared for by his wife.

" Father! According to papa, really not really, if we find a prospective husband for Winda?" ask Ms. Hartini.

"Neighbor! Can't do that, mama, baby! We as parents should never force our will again. Let nature bring Vinda closer to her soul mate again. We only pray for the good and happiness of our children, daughters-in-law and grandchildren." replied Mr. Hartono with a smile.

" Don't pout dong! We just pray that sooner or later our son-in-law will find his happiness with the right person of his choice." added Mr. Hartono.

" Yes, dear papa!" sahut Bu Hartini's.

" We're going to Winda Yuk Pa's house?" bring Bu Hartini.

" More tomorrow, Ma! Again mager, want to make out with mom alone at home." said Mr. Hartono.

" Hehe. Alright then." said Ms. Hartini with a smile.

" Oh yes, pa! There's a wedding invitation from Sarwenda next Saturday" Ms Hartini told her husband.

" Oh yeah? Who did Sarwenda marry?" asked Mr. Hartono with a flat face there was no surprise.

" With Wardhana!" ma Hartini replied briefly.

" Wardhana? Wardhana's ex-husband's our son, you mean mama?" asked Mr. Hartono began to grow his eyeballs.

" Yes, papa!" replied Ms. Hartini slowly.

" Oh so!" sir Hartono returned flat.

" This papa has no other response? Hearing the news of their marriage, papa had no comment on what kind of cake." protested Bu Hartini with a manyun of his mouth.

" What can we comment on. Their life, their choice too. Are they asking for our opinions and comments, Ma?" said Mr. Hartono.

" Hehehe, mama there are times when we deserve to comment there are times when we deserve to be quiet. We should not comment on them. Maybe it's their fate, isn't it?" said Mr. Hartono.

" Yes, dear papa!" sahut Bu Hartini's.

" Sarwenda has given birth, her daughter is a girl" said Ms. Hartini.

" Thank God. Then?" said Mr. Hartono.

" What do you mean, with Lalu?" ask Ms. Hartini.

" Whose son was Sarwenda born, whose son was flesh?" ask Mr. Hartono.

" Where does mama know! Papa's a kepo?" said Ms. Hartini began to tease.

" aha! Kena deh papa." said Mr. Hartono while scratching his head that does not itch.

" The boy is Wardha's son, papa!" said Bu Hartini finally explaining with a smile.

" Good then!" sahut Pak Hartono.

" Astagfirullah. There was no surprised look on his face, that was pa!" bu Hartini protested with a frown.

" aha! Never mind. Let's go to the room. There's a cool romantic action movie, loh ma!" invite Mr. Hartono while embracing his most beloved wife.

" Father! Mama wants to talk first." protested Ms. Hartini.

" Talk or invite to the teeth?" ask Mr. Hartono.

" Hehehe. Second of all, papa!" replied Bu Hartini while struggling with spoiled.

" Later in the room can also be. But just talk about our intimacy issues, ma. Hehe." said Mr. Hartono while smiling mischievously.

" Oh, I want you!" sahut Bu Hartini's.

The human story will never end. Stories of life problems always come in turn. The solution is also different for each person. Well according to us, not necessarily good according to people's judgment. Sometimes what we have made is not necessarily pleasing to the wishes of people. So then? What you can and can do, just do it. Don't feel inadequate but just walk and go through it with confidence. The rest let God judge from all the actions and actions that we have done.

" Mama! Papa always love, mama!" said Mr. Hartono while kissing his wife's forehead.

" Yes, mama knows! If not dear mama, papa has been away with the flower widow since then, right?" goda Bu Hartini while grinning.

" Mama! Don't be taken anymore dong, dear mama! Falling self-esteem papa. Know nitizen, if papa is also a lot of his fans." said Mr. Hartono while menoel his wife's nose.

" aha! Papa's flirty!" said Ms. Hartini.

(I'm sorry, well, the story's a little sloppy. Writing when to celebrate the birthday of Abangda and my wedding. Thank God there is tumpeng, there is lalapan. Showing off can't you? Thank you for following this novel, Abal-Abal's story from an obscure author. Thank you very much, dear!)

Guess what, celebrating my wedding day to what, hayo? Actually it's been from 7/06 yesterday, but just eating his meal now as well as his birthday. Pray that I will always match the world of the afterlife with my friend, my life friend. Amens.