SEBANGKU

FAMILY CONDITION

"For Mr Arsyad?" sapa Sha looked down respectfully. Time for work, the events of yesterday afternoon were forgotten for a moment. Moreover, Sha's work piles up, no need to think about personal things first.

Arsyad just nodded, and asked Sha to bring a tablet related to his meeting schedule the next week.

"Can't it be compressed, Sha?" tanya Arsyad is still focused on the macbook screen even though Sha has explained the meeting schedule with clients.

"I don't think you can, sir. But it can be represented if indeed Mr. Arsyad can not," said Sha provide a solution. Because it seems like Arsyad is busy with his personal company.

"Is that?"

Sha nodded. "Okay, please tell Danu to represent me from Wednesday, because I have a meeting at SG."

"Good, Sir. Immediately I confirm to the client and Mr. Danu. Anything else?" ask Sha before he steps down.

Arsyad who had been focusing on his macbook looked up at Sha. "I'm on the exit don't macem-macem, keep the attitude. Pray for your future husband to do his business."

Sha suddenly smiled stifledly, Arsyad's serious face was incompatible with his words, ridiculous. "I think angry, the edges are dreadful again."

"I'm serious."

"Yes, Mr. Boss!" he said then resign. Just about to pull the door handle, Arsyad called back to him.

"Sha..."

"Yes. Can I help you?" asked Sha as he turned around.

"Wikah yuk," asked Arsyad with a clear face.

Sha smiled faintly, "Meet my mother Syad, if she accepts I will learn to love you."

Arsyad's face immediately sparkled, "Right?"

"Yes, I'm back from work first."

"Don't be tired of my wifey!"

Sha spontaneously said, "Don't run over" he said as he exited Arsyad's room, and the young man only chuckled. After the SG business is over, Arsyad promises to go straight to Sha's parents. He was in a hurry, but he did not want to wait anymore. Moreover, a few days ago he heard one of his High School friends say Irsyad otw so cool widower. Arsyad predicts that Irsyad will approach Sha again. He believes Sha will not return to the former, just that Arsyad has always remembered the threat of Irsyad since high school.

Elsewhere, at Farah's residence. The girl officially resigned from her job. He looked more and was alone in the room. The mother always accompanied, but also very worried about her psychic. "Later noon join mama nyalon yuk," he asked Farah to learn to organize her life again.

"No way, Ma!" the answer is in the blanket. The mother only sighed heavily, approached the bed and sat on the edge. Gutting Farah's feet with a pity. He wanted to cry to see the situation of the princess who was frustrated like this. Lamenting fate as well, why the princess should feel the same story with him. Is this karma? But it's not fair that Farah gets her payback. Moreover, he used to not force if the matchmaking with the husband is void.

"Farah, with mommy, son. You can be sad, you can be angry or disappointed not pa-pa, son. Or you'll scream, vent all your anger please, son. Mama cursed. But please don't make mama sad like this dear, in this world the most precious treasure is you. The love you have is the love of you. If you're sad, you can't, son!" he said with sobs. Farah was still frozen in the blanket, tears were dripping back in her eyes.

"Let's fight together, boy! Slowly forget Irsyad," he said encouragingly. But Farah remained unmoved in silence, her sobbing was heard. The mother also dissolved in Farah's grief.

Ting

Farah's mother's phone rang, she was quite shocked by the info from her confidant. That the husband has landed in Indonesia since two days ago. Growled. Not giving any news at all, even his son slumped it felt like the man did not care.

"Your father's in Indo, Farah."

Isakan Farah stopped, he then opened the blanket and looked at the mother. "He's been in Indo since two days ago," said mama while looking at the princess.

"Where do you live?" asked Farah once more and only answered by the mother.

"To the house of oma is possible," replied the mother of origin. But it feels impossible because if to the main house, of course, the in-laws will nag if the husband does not invite himself and Farah to stay overnight.

Farah observed the disappointed look of the mother, she knew very well it felt ignored. Her marriage, which only lasted a few months, was too painful, let alone ignored for 20 years.

"Or maybe it's time to find her love Iswa" guessed the mama with a grin.

"Ma.." call Farah while stroking her back and hold her. "Farah dear mama."

"Mama knows."

After her mother came out, Farah followed her mother's desire to go to the salon. He will take a shower first, but before that he called the number of the father first.

"Hello!" papa's greeting across. Almost 10 minutes ago Farah tried to contact her papa, and was just picked up. Farah was upset and wanted to curse the father's attitude.

"Where is papa?" ask them to the point Their relationship is not too close, so there is no need for stale bases.

"In the apartment, exactly once you call papa, we will have lunch at mall X restaurant. Now papa's still got business, papa hang up."

That's how family communication is so bland. There is no closeness between father and son, nor husband to wife. The father's standard in his life is that I am still responsible to them (wife and child) by providing, but do not demand that I give my heart. So hearty. But that was the speech of a man who had already endured disappointment.

"Ma.mma...!" yelled Farah while out of the room, had not had time to shower and surely his mother nagged if his show to the salon canceled.

"What's wrong? Haven't you had a shower?"

"Ma.we went to the salon after meeting papa ya," pinta Farah.

"You mean?"

"Papa's taking lunch at mall X's restaurant" Farah explained as she held her phone, showing her papa's log that ended a few seconds ago.

"That's what you're talking to, isn't it mama?"

Farah sculpting. This is not the response Farah wants. The woman wanted the mother to enthusiastically welcome the arrival of the father, but this was as if she refused to meet before being invited.

"Ma.plis, we're deep talk with papa."

"Free, Farah."

"Mah.plis!"

"Listen to the word mama, take care of your problems first, mumpung papa in Indonesia. Don't care about the problems of mama and papa because we are both desperate for hope that can't happen."

"Ma..eat it.."

"Enough Farah. You should now be able to think, if only papa you want to improve relations with mama of course he will set foot in this house. But actually..."

"Ma..."

"Please Farah, let our relationship be like this. As long as you're still strong and don't ruin the two families." Mama Farah went back to her room, continued to make up to go outside the salon.