The Cottage of In-Law Tak Indah

Pamite

Gibran by raising his own heart, attempted to pack. Just bring her clothes and valuables. In addition, other items later Gibran can take at a later time.

After a morning of anger and angry speech from his mother. Gibran chose to work, coming home from work, he picked up all of Giselle. So, now Giselle also returned to her in-laws' house. However, Giselle chose to wait outside. It was not disrespectful, but his heart that was not ready to listen to the hateful speech of the Mother-in-law. Until now, only Gibran entered the house.

"Mas, sorry .. Not that I'm disrespectful. However, I was not ready to face Mom. So, I'm waiting outside yeah, Mas," said Giselle.

"Well, honey .. wait here, until I get out" Gibran replied.

By strengthening his heart and also strengthening his heart, Gibran entered his house. Still wearing her work clothes and still wearing her shoes. Previously Gibran did not talk much, until finally Gibran took out more than four large suitcases from his room.

After that, he met his real mother who had been observing what Gibran was doing. However, both sides remained silent.

"Mother, Gibran wanted to say goodbye, Mother. Gibran wanted to build a household with Gibran's hearted woman, Giselle. The house we live in is not far from here either. Gibran hoped that Mother would give both of us blessing in building the household" Gibran said in a soft voice, though sometimes his voice trembled.

For, it is not denied that the heart is enveloped with sadness. If only she could walk in harmony and harmony, Giselle as a daughter-in-law would not mind staying one roof with her in-laws. However, the more days the atmosphere inside her in-laws' cottage grew hot. It's time to get out there and save yourself.

"Mother, Gibran's exit from the house ..not because Gibran was disrespectful or disrespectful to Mother. In fact, if there was one person Gibran would always respect it was Mother. Gibran said yes, ma'am ...."

Rosa, who had been silent, now opened her mouth and made a sound. "It was in vain that Mother had a son. I thought she would have the heart to love her mother. Taking care of her old mother. A mother can take care of her child alone, but the opposite child can never take care of her mother."

Gibran felt guilty. He was accused of not taking care of his mother. However, he also thought about his household. There was a wife waiting for him, expecting a harmonious household life.

"Gibran will always take care of Mom" she replied.

"Omong empty. The proof now is, you prefer to stay with your wife and enjoy her body, right? No longer want to take care of your elderly mother. Mom is still healthy, no child wants to take care of her. What if Mom gets sick. Surely no one showed his face to Mother" Miss Rosa replied.

Gibran quickly shook his head. "No, Ma. By God, that's not going to happen. Whether healthy or sick, Gibran will take care of Mom. It's just a different way. Caring doesn't have to stay in the roof, does it, ma'am? Gibran will prove it to Mother" he replied.

Listening to her son's reply, Miss Rosa clucked in annoyance. To him, every word Gibran said was just nonsense.

"Ck, no way, Gibran. Cannot be. Surely your wife will rule over you. Your wife will forbid you to go to her mother's house. I know, I have experience. All the neighbors also experienced that the daughter-in-law would rule over her husband" Ms. Rosa replied.

"Giselle's not like that, ma'am. If there is a patient and understanding son-in-law, it is Giselle" Gibran replied.

Miss Rosa was really furious. Until finally, he threw a duster and hit the Gibran temple. Gibran closed his eyes. For a long time, his mother never raised her hand to him. However, now there is a kemoceng throw where the wood like the braid hit the temple and a little bloody there.

"Mother ...."

"Istighfar, Mother. Is it permissible to do that to your own child, ma'am?" gibran asked, looking at the mother.

"You ungodly son, Gibran!"

His mother's anger and emotions were running high. Eventually, Gibran stepped on his feet. Closer to his mother. Gibran actually lowered his ego and then the man kowtowed at his mother's feet.

"Mother, forgive Gibran if Gibran's decision makes you angry or even angry. However, Gibran is just looking for a middle ground, Mother. Gibran wanted to save the Gibran household, fulfilling Gibran's obligation to provide protection and security for Gibran's own wife. While loving your wife, Gibran will always love you."

Saying it all from the bottom of his heart. Until Gibran's tears slammed into his own feet. It was as if the tears washed the feet of his mother, where heaven was.

Now, Miss Rosa is no longer able to speak. Honestly, his heart was broken to see Gibran who had to rest at his feet. His son's forehead almost touched his own feet. What Gibran did is certainly so rare for boys today. However, Gibran actually lowered his ego.

"If there are any words and behavior of Gibran that are less pleasing, please forgive Gibran. Gibran sure has a forgiving heart as wide as the ocean. Gibran said to Mother ...."

The pamphlets that turn blue. Full of tears. But what if it's true. Wiping his own tears, Gibran withdrew and walked out of his mother's house. Saddened? Definitely sad. But, this is the way.

The steps that Gibran took also felt shaky. However, a man must take responsibility for his choices. Commit to doing what he has chosen before. And so is Gibran now. Ready to take the risk. His heart was grievous, but the man tried to hide it and smiled looking at Giselle who was standing a few meters before him.

"Mas Gibran," Giselle's voice sounded painful. He knew very well that the conditions inside the house were not okay. Moreover, he knew that there was a mouth-fight between his mother and Gibran, because from the outside he heard the cry of his mother-in-law.

Gibran walked over, continuing to take steps by nodding his head. Until now, Gibran has stood before Giselle.

"Darling," said Gibran.

It was a vibrating sound. Full of wounds in the man's voice. Gibran said nothing now, but Giselle knew very well that what was happening now was not okay.

"Mas," Giselle replied with a soft voice.

"We're going from here well .. to our house" Gibran said.

Giselle nodded her head. He was then led by Gibran to get into the car. Then Gibran put his suitcases in and drove the car. It was only a few meters away and now they had arrived at their home.

Gibran hopes in this house will be a lot of happiness. Giselle can feel the home life of her dreams. Meanwhile, Gibran will still try to care for and care for his mother. Try to balance life by trying to be fair. I hope this middle path goes well. Even though he did not welcome, but in the heart of Gibran will always love his mother. Gibran will be committed to caring for his mother.