The Cost of Trust

God has found us

Since mam knew that Imah was a cousin of Aziz, he came here more often.Tak forgot to always bring a hand for me. Whether it's a snack or just a reading book.

Today mas Aziz went shopping to our subscription agency. At first I wanted to come, but my mom forbade me. Yes, my stomach is growing.

"Don't go anywhere son.Inget your gestational age.Not mama pray that no-no, the name of the birth even though there is a date of prediction can also be born at any time." Mama advised me. So, Aziz's gold was forced to shop by himself.

"Here, here deh.See, there are baby boxes, baby clothes, stroller.ih. Mama buyin yes for future grandchildren mama?", asked mama waiting for my approval. He usually decides everything without asking me. O Allah, Alhamdulillah, may your mother have changed for the better.

"Try tan, Imah who choose.!", Come also choose the picture in the online shopping application mama.

"As much as you are.Dian resignedly."

They both were so excited to choose him.

"It's all right, isn't it a choice, huh?", asked Imah to her aunt, my mother-in-law.

"Yes.iya...your taste is good."sahut mama.

"And tajararin is the same as Di.It's lucky that I met you here." Says Imah with a sad tone. The three of us hugged like Teletubbies.

"Oh yes tan, can you ask?", he asked his mother.

"Why?", he asked.

"Aunty knows mom?What do you mean by Imah Bu Tati?", asked Imah. I listened to their obroalan.

"This is the story...Dian.

(Mama's story)

Ismayanti, at that time pregnant Imah.Because the pregnancy is getting bigger, the family asked Setiawati to find art for Isma. IRt it's ,Bu Tati. At that time, Bu Tati was young.status widow with one child.Janda left with her husband. His name is male, if you look at the clear one a little must be tempted let alone his wife is pregnant.She feels dissatisfied.Isma knows the affair of Setiawan and Tati. Then Isma gave birth to Imah.Because the family of the grandfather was embarrassed by the behavior of Faithful, then the grandfather also expelled them.

Setiawan also happily left the house of our extended family, as long as he brought Imah. Isma began to be sickly because Setiawan forced to bring Imah.Slowly the condition of Isma is decreasing. Until finally he died, without him knowing where his son was taken by Setiawan.

Now, it is precisely Imah reunited with his family after he grew up. Grandparents and dad Aziz are no longer there. All he has is Aziz and me right now.

"Hello?Yes Ma'am.", I'm picking up the phone from Bu Tati.

"Imah does not have money, Ms.Sesuk, if it already exists" said Imah slowly.

.........

"Surely your mother asked for more money?", guess me. Imah nodded.

"Stay asking you for money'?", asked Mama.

"Yes Aunt, it is my duty to support my mother

Although not my birth mother but because of her I can be this big."

"Hemm.iya the hell,"mama sighed.

"Who does your mother live in the same place?", asked Mama again.

"Sama her new husband.Since Imah graduated Junior High School, she is working Aunt.So almost never at home. When I came home, I was married again" replied Imah.

"You're only at school for Junior High?Have you married again?", asked the astonished mother.

"Yes.mom is not too old is mom.In addition, owed mom a lot of time alm dad undergo treatment.So, it is my obligation to pay her."

"How much does your father owe?Ask the Tati!"mama's word.

"Now Aunty?", asked I doubt.

"Yes.now is."

Then I called her mother back.

"Assynolay...".

"Moskalamic. Piye wis enek duite?", asked Mrs Tati from across the street.

"How much do you owe Ma?", asked Ema.

"Yes how many?Kan Imah also wants to understand Bu. 9 Years old Imah work is not paid off."

"You know, really, really don't know yourself. Have you been able to grow up all by yourself?Da? Who would have fed us since childhood if not mother?Start your calculations with mom?Is it because your employer forbids you to transfer your mother?", cerocos Bu Tati.

yep... Allah.I'm frolicking,my inner. But so far I've still been listening enough.

"Kok nalahin mbak Di.Imah will ask you nicely, owed you how much more.That's just Ma'am."Started the emotion.

"Still seven million more.Satisfied?", yelled mother from across the phone.

Mama grabbed my phone.

"Heh Tati Hartati.Enak really you ya meras my nephew.You think you who hah?", yelling mama.

"We are who?Do not interfere in my family affairs!", said Ms. Tati ketus.

"From now on, do not ever ask for money with his son Setiawan.My brother!", my mother was no less tired.

"Ka... who are you?", Mrs Tati's voice trembled.Yes, we did not use a video call.

"I'm farah. His wife is Satya."answered mama firmly. Suddenly the call was turned off by Bu Tati.Mama returned the phone Imah.

"From now on, don't ever send her any more money." Ask mom.

"Why tan?Is the debt still there?", asked Imah.

"Si Tati once took Isma's jewelry and money, the nominal is more than that. Yep.... God, son, you are so lucky."Mama hugged Mama. Again I was moved to see the treatment of my mother to Imah.

"Tante.there are envious, pengen hugged too."Imah glanced at me who had been watching them talk. The new me 'Ngeh' also realized.

"Do you want to hug your mom's daughter?", asked me. I also hugged my mother-in-law.

"How was your childhood in Malang, son?"my mother started asking again.

"Yes seneng Tan.Cuma.kasian father.Dulu father often diomelin with mother when coming home from work do not bring money."

"What does your father do?", I asked.

"Father of pelvic coolies on the market."imah answered briefly.

"If you don't bring money home, I'm not fed to you."He began to lower his head. Fortunately the stall from earlier was not too crowded, only once twice there was a buyer.

"Imah met rice with grilled salted fish already very seneng Aunt.Sometimes want to be rich other temen.Jajan use limar money or silver aja ga nibanin once a month. Hhahaha.miris really yes mbak ...Aunty.".", Daughter laughs at her own dark story.

"Yes Allah....I'm.", I patted her on the shoulder.

"But....I like to be asked to help the neighbors.For example, you are told to buy rice or what is it to the stall.Sometimes like there is leftovers, then Imah kumpulin can buy books or snacks."

"Try aunty to meet you first huh mah."

"There is nothing to be sorry about aunt.Alhamdulillah, God led Imah to meet mba Dian and mas Aziz, until meeting Aunt anyway.This is what makes Imah very happy."

The three of us got back to hugging. They have nothing to do with my blood, but they are my family.