SUFFERING WITH IN-LAWS

The arrival of Damar

There was the sound of the dawn prayer ringing, I immediately woke up. Usually at home, before dawn is awake.

Somehow while sleeping at my mother's house, my childhood home I woke up to hear the sound of the dawn prayer. Maybe my sleep was too good and comfortable even in this very simple hut.

I rushed to the bathroom to get some water. And I will carry out my duty immediately. After I finished praying, I approached my mother who was currently cooking rice in a furnace made of clay mixed with cement.

Here, this house still uses traditional tools when cooking. I'm also used to this, so I easily helped my mother cook in a stove that still uses wood as fuel.

"You better rest first, Sarah! Accompany Kean inside, kill him. Surely he was cold, because he was not used to sleeping in a house made of woven bamboo" said the mother while opening a pot of rice cooker.

"It's okay, Mom. Kean's body-count learned to adapt in this environment. So that he feels at home here." I answered while cutting some vegetables that I had picked from the yard.

"You must be tired, Sarah. Let mom cook. Later if all Uda's ready, then you'll call me." Mother always does that to her children. I don't want to trouble her kids, but Mayang and I always help. It often forbids us.

"Mom, Sarah misses mom. Let Sarah help you cook, will you?" I said as I stared at the mother's very shady face. And the activity of my hand cutting vegetables was stopped, as I stared at the face of the mother who was full of calm in her gaze.

Finally mom let me help her cook in the kitchen.

Mom and I talked to each other, told each other about their daily lives. Because I haven't seen my mom in a long time, there are a lot of stories I want to tell my mom.

Likewise with mother, mother's face looks very happy when telling about her life here.

"Mom, Sarah's planning to buy a house. But the mother and father who occupy. Mom and dad moved to town, huh?" persuaded me.

My mom and dad are very hard to move to the city. They both loved his hometown that he had lived in a few decades ago.

"But it feels like if you have to move out of this house, mom and dad can't, son. Mom is very comfortable in this house. Although the house is very simple. But according to my mother, this is our happiness. Many memories are beautifully engraved in this house. When there was no you, until there was Mayang in this world." Say mother with teary eyes. Maybe this time comes to good memories when we were still living here together.

"Let's talk to you again, Mom?, who knows if you and dad change their minds." I smiled at you and continued cutting vegetables.

"Hayooo....!!, what are you talking about again?, kayak seruuuu?!," Mayang surprised us who were doing their respective activities.

"Your morning prayers, son?" asked Mayang, who had just come out of his room.

"Hide another obstacle, ma'am. So Mayang deliberately woke up at noon." replied Mayang while chuckling with his mouth covered with his right palm.

I smiled hearing and seeing my only sister's behavior. Although already engaged, but I still consider him like a cute and adorable little brother.

We also cooked three in the kitchen whose walls were still made of woven bamboo.

Incidentally in the kitchen all the walls are made of woven bamboo. If at home, in the living room and rooms there are still walls made of bricks and cement. But, the top remains in conjunction with bamboo webbing.

Cuisine was already on the dining table, as the three of us were cooking in the back. It turned out that Kean's nanny had woken up and cleaned the floor and table in the living room. Good cooperation in my opinion.

Now before we have breakfast, we take a bath in turn. Because there is only one bathroom. While waiting for the father, who had earlier after the morning prayer went to the rice fields to see the water that entered into the rice field which is currently being planted with rice.

And finally the father came with two coconuts, and some cassava on the basket he hit on his shoulder.

"Sir, what's that?" I asked when I saw him coming in from the kitchen door, carrying a cassava and two coconuts.

"It's coconuts and cassava, let me make you under your favorite cassava and Mayang" replied the father, with a smile on his lips.

"Well, that's my favorite. I haven't eaten cassava compote for a long time" I said with a face full of happiness.

Now we all gather in the multifunctional living room for breakfast together. This living room is very multifunctional, not because there are sophisticated and super smart items. But because this living room can be made other spaces. Like a dining room and a gathering room with family.

We were chatting after we finished breakfast. There was a knocking on the door.

Geck!

Tok!!

Tok!!!

Mom immediately stood up from her seat to open the door.

"Let Sarah open the door, ma'am. Just sit down!" I said to my mother, and I stood up because my position was at the door.

ohhhim!!!

My door opened, and how shocked I was to see the person behind the worn-out wooden door.

"Mas Damar!!," These eyes were wide at the sudden arrival of Mas Damar in the house. He called me last night, and there was no chat that showed he was coming here.

Automatically, the people inside were also shocked when I mentioned the name mas Damar very loudly. So they stood up and looked at the open door.

"What's he here for?, does he want to finish what Lidya said at the time?" there were many questions in my mind.

Inexhaustible thought, if there was no important business he would come here. Because from the beginning of marriage with me, he was very ogah-ogahan come to this house.

If I invite you to stay at this house, there must be many reasons that arise from his mouth.