The Cost of Trust

Diaz

"You're too much huh, you can't bother mama if your mother's daughter-in-law is born!?", mama nagged while carrying her son and nephew.

"Yes ma....Aziz forgot ma, teach ma...Aziz panics." Aziz tried to defend himself.

Now my mother's attention is directed to Mama.

"Imah?", asked Emah pointing at her own face. My mom has not said anything yet.

"Yes ...Imah.kan also panicked the same mas Aziz Tante heheheh ", without feeling sinful to his brother Imah even grinned the horse.

"Mama's movement is the same as yours!", said mama.

"What are you yourself, Di?", asked Mama approaching my bed.

"Alhamdulillah. I'm fine."

"So far, which grandson is your mother?", asked Mama.

"There's a baby at home, still in the incubator box" Aziz replied.

"Mama's queue is there!", mama said.

"Dek, mas anter mama first yes. And you are, your beloved mother." Mas Aziz ordered his cousin's sister.

"No need to be asked also Imah ngancani mbak Di kok mas" said Imah manyun.

"Whatdidyou say? Ngencanin?", Aziz's eyes widened.

"Not Ngencanin Aziz, ngancani it nemenin. That's why a lot of slang, your play is less far away." Mom also took her son. They both came out of my room.

I think imah does have a big influence in our family.No mas Aziz, not mama the same.

"Where's Mama Ziz's granddaughter?", asked the curious mama.She saw a bunch of babies from behind the glass.

"That's ma, who's in the glass box." Aziz showed it to mama.

"Yes Allah... Thank God I have grandchildren." Mama looks so happy.Perhaps if there is no glass in the way, mama has grabbed my baby.

"Happy mom has a granddaughter?", I asked.

"A question you don't need to ask aziz.!", replied the mother while still looking at her granddaughter.

"If Dian had left me, would this happiness have come?", I asked slowly. Mama turned her body and looked at me.

"Fortunately you're ziz, having a wife like Dian."Mama walked to a bench not far from this room.After that, dropped her weight on the bench.

"You know... For months mama stayed away from you guys because of what?".

I'm shaking.

"Shame, often hurt your wife.But, Imas resuscitated mama.By any chance, any seikhlas the woman will definitely feel pain in her heart.And.mama regret, successively in your household problems."

I was silent for a moment.

"But Dian has forgiven us ma."

"Honestly, you're ashamed of Ziz."

"Yes, ma, what matters now is that we are happy. There's a mother's granddaughter who's handsome like this mama's son." I tried to comfort my mother so that she did not dissolve in her emotions.

"Yes.Mama should thank your wife a lot.Have been willing to forgive and give you a chance.Have given birth to a grandchild mama, and also..to meet us with Imah, our family."

"Yes mah!", I hugged the old body of mama who looks still fresh despite her age approaching 60 years.

"We're back in Dian's room." I followed my mom's steps.

"Have you seen Tan's baby Dede?", asked Imah.

"Udah, handsome rich deceased opanya" replied mama.

"Papa's rich time, ma?Rich I am", cried Aziz.

"No, it's like mbak di terribly", Imah also chimed. The four of us laughed together.

"By the way the name has been prepared for baby Dede yet?", asked Mama.

"Yet ma", I replied.

"Mah can propose?", he chirped.

"No.", I replied, mama and mas Aziz compact.

"Iiih..kok can not be any.Kan Dede baby also ponakan Imah."

"Tante won't let you say his name is weird." It turns out that my mom is thinking.

"Astagfirullah time is strange. Yo no, not." To sing his lips.

"Yes, try your idea what mah?", asked Aziz.

"What idea?", he asked.

"Imahhhhhh.!", mas Aziz.

"At the end of the deck, he was late.", Aziz stopped his sentence.

"Imah, I mean Aziz mas you are giving the idea of what name is suitable for your ponakan?", I tried to say quietly to him.

"Oh.iya. Peeyan ga sah angry it anyway mas.Piye ndek dikei Diaz name. Diandra... Aziz.Apik anyway?", he asked us.

Me, Mama and Aziz looked at each other.

Tumben nih son of plate rada.

"You can too" said my mother.

"Okay.... What if Diaz Abisatya Nugroho?", asked Aziz.

"Emm.lumayan is good", chirped Imah.We three looked at Imah.

"Mmm.I mean good, not good."

Yes, finally the name Diaz Abisatya Nugroho we pinned for our first son.

Diaz stands for Dian and Aziz. Abisatya was the last name of Aziz, and Nugroho was the surname of Aziz.

"How long has Diaz been here?Is there any information?", asked Mama.

"Not ma, maybe a few days. If the result is good, God willing, we can go home soon".

"Mama can't wait to hold my granddaughter to know?", mama sulked.

"Dian the same Aziz who makes not yet fat-bendong you mam", mas Aziz began to melt.Mama laughed in response

canandaan.

"Mama's spending time home, get some rest."

"Yes, my mom is tired too. Tomorrow if Diaz can already be invited home, mama want to make tasyakuran aqiqah ya."

"Yes ma, we'll just come" said mas Aziz.

Then Aziz took my mom to the parking lot.

"But be careful with the car. Do not speed!", Aziz remembered his mother.

"Yes ..iya.ya already, mama first yes Ziz."

His car also left the hospital. Aziz immediately got up from where he was standing.It looks like the rain is going to fall.

"Aziz..!", call someone. The owner of the name looked.

"Yes me! Who is it?", asked Aziz.

"The time you forgot?Me, Feby, your old High School friend." He mentioned his name Feby.

"Febys?Sorry, maybe I forgot."

"Oh my goodness Ziz, Lo forgot me?Febyna Maulida's? Fat girl who likes to be bullied, and you like my wilds." The girl remembered. Aziz tried to remember.

"Oh.iya... That Feby.", Aziz finally remembered her.

"How are you doing Lo Ziz? Why are you here?", asked Feby.

"Thank God, my wife is new. You make me pangling deh feb."

"It could be Lo Ziz."

"Why yourself?", asked Aziz to Feby.

"For no reason, this is my family's hospital."

"Owh.", only the word came out of Aziz's mouth.

"Eh..for contact wa Lo dong, only tomorrow-tomorrow there needs to be ."

"Where's your cell phone."Aziz typed in his cell phone number, then handed it back to Feby.

"OKAY. Tengkyu. If not busy, later I stop by the same wife with the baby Lo, can you?", asked Feby.

" Yes can. Ok if so I went back to the wife's room first yes ".

They both went back to their own business.