The Heart of Raisya

Mother's Messages

We went to Grandma's house.

"Assalamu'alaikum, where's grandma?"

"Wa'alaikum hail, there's Rai in the breakfast again. Just go in!" Auntie continued sweeping the courtyard.

"Sir, we want to play at Mom's house".

"Oh yes you guys want to go to Halimah's house, for a while grandma will take something. grandma beranak from her seat into the kitchen. Wash your hands and take the black crackle in his hands.

"It's Rai, granny's coming for your in-laws."

"Thank you, grandma." Brother Firman chimed in.

"Fir you're at home, aren't you staying with Raisya?" grandma is stale.

"of course grandma," she answered smiling.

just this time I saw my husband smiling, it turned out that his smile was sweet. But dear is rarely shown.

"Yes there set out, be careful in the way maski Word house near us gk know whether there is a stone or wood that blocks your journey." Grandma's joke

"Yes, we're leaving first. Assalamu'alaikum."

pamper us and kiss grandma's hand.

Not to forget we also say goodbye to aunt. She lives alone with her aunt. The aunt's son had already returned home to her husband the next day after our reception.

We ride the motor belonging to Mr. Firman, it only takes 1 minute we have arrived at the house of the brother of Firman.

"Assalamu'alaikum." we say hello together.

"wa'alaikum salam." replied the people who were in the house of Brother Fir.

In a lot of places, it looks like they are gathering. There are my husband's older brother Fadil and Mother Ira His wife and four children, Fida, Azis, Ruhi and a baby named Raka. There is a brother Firman also named Tama. Actually he's 2 years older than me. But because of her position my sister-in-law, so she called me madam. Do not forget the Agus and his sister Dina who also da there cousin brother Firman who is indeed his house adhering to the house of Kak Firman.

I kissed my mother-in-law's hand and didn't forget to shake hands with brother-in-law and nephew Fir.

"Here is still riding the fir bike? spoiled is very badar road also has arrived." ledek Agus.

"Let's be sorry my wife got her legs chafed.

My heart warms a little, apparently he is very smart to hide our true condition.And actually he is quite humble with others, but not to me.

"Have you had breakfast, son?" ask my mother-in-law gently.

"Mommy was home" I replied with a smile.

"Ehm, I think her hair is wet! abis shampooing multiple times?" Agus has nothing to stop teasing us.

"Yes last night Friday night, bro.Jomblo is forbidden to think hard haha."

he returned to the Agus joke

If noticed, my husband actually likes to joke, but somehow when with me as if his soul and body are not fused. But with his family he became a warm figure.

"Stay here Fir last night two nights" his mother said.

"Tomorrow Fir want to go to town B first ma'am there is work that Fir left because he had to take care of the wedding yesterday."

"No ma'am, I was only there for a day when I brought her tired nantik."

"Oh" that's just my mother's answer, I saw there was concern in the eyes of the person who gave birth to my husband.

At least I know that my husband is leaving tomorrow, even though he won't involve me. We talked there long enough. In the afternoon we came home after we had lunch with my husband's family.

On the porch of our house gathered, at least I felt the warmth in the house of Brother Firman. Ira's mom took a snack from the kitchen.

"Let's try, this was mbak make a cake tape. But if it's not good to understand yes, because just try the recipe." Sister ira offered me a plate containing a piece of cake tape.

I take one piece and try it. "take it, it doesn't taste too sweet, I like it."

"What's really dik? well, if this is later prepared often make. Must be the husband and the kids asking for it."

"Bak pinter cook huh?"

"Yes pretty good, I used to be totally unable to. But after marriage, they began to study. If you want to teach."

"Surely I will, thank you, ma'am" I enthusiastically.

"Yes are the same." Answer with sincerity.

Others tried the cake tape made by Ira mbak, until the plate was empty.

Because we have been playing at Mother's house for a long time, Brother Firman invited me home.

"Mother where's mbak?" tnya Kak Firman to Mbak Ira.

"Well, you're in the room, you're going back to Fir?"

"Yes, I went to Mom's room first" she said.

Me and Brother Firman approached Mom in the room.

"We go home first, ma'am", her camel to Mom.

"Yes Fir, I'm the titip Raisaya.Treat her well son, she's your wife. However she does answer you."message mother in a soft voice. Even so I heard it.

jlep

Mother's words pierce my feelings. He seemed to know how I felt. Maybe because he is the mother, the instinct of a mother is very strong when it comes to her child. It should have been Brother Fir whom I had left to me, but this was the opposite.

"hm! Fir try, pray it. Assalamu'alaikum."

We kissed Mom's hand. Mom stroked my head covered in hijab. And gave me a bitter smile that I could catch from my sight. The eyes of a mother who expects the happiness of her child. I saw in those eyes a nervousness.

"Wa'alaikum salutations."

Not to forget I also say goodbye to his brother, brother-in-law and nephew.we also left the house Mother.

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