The Tears of a Wife

The Arrival of In-Law

The morning sun does not shine bright today because it is covered with black clouds. Worth it last night there were no stars, apparently the cry of the universe was coming.

Ah, it feels like nature also sympathizes with my current situation. I, who had been crying since last night, was only able to sleep after the dawn prayer. It was with a sticky face due to tears and pulsations in the head. In the morning, I woke up with puffy eyes and a slightly swollen face.

"Uh, so ugly," I complained in the mirror. After that I went to the bathroom to wash my face while cleaning myself. After this I plan to make breakfast, then try to invite Mas Damian to chat again. Who knows, his mind was already colder this morning.

Twenty minutes later, I came out of the bathroom with a fresher body and face. After picking up the clothes in the closet and wearing them, I just moved my feet out of the room.

Before heading to the kitchen, I stopped in front of the guest room. I slapped the whitewashed door, calling my husband inside there gently, "Mas? Damian hasn't woken up yet?"

There's no answer.

"Mass?" I called once more, but the room was completely silent. Sighing, I decided not to force him to tell me. "I want to make breakfast first, yes, Mas. We will have breakfast together and talk again. I hope Mas Damian feels better now" I said before leaving and going to the kitchen.

For breakfast I made a simple menu; fried rice. It did not take long, only about ten minutes, two dishes of fried rice were served on the dining table. I smiled faintly, then looked up at the door of the guest room that was not open. Looks like, I have to go upstairs again to call Mas Damian.

However, the sudden sound of the house bell diverted my attention. "Well, who's visiting so early? Where else is it raining outside" I murmured in wonder. I had not yet stepped forward to open the door, I suddenly saw Mas Damian had come out of the room and was going down the stairs.

"Mas" called me, but he didn't care. Damian seemed to want to open the door. Curious, I followed him too.

"Mom, why did you suddenly come here? I should've told you from the beginning that I was going to Damian's house. Let Damian pick me up."

'God! My mother-in-law turned out!'

I immediately went forward and stood beside Mas Damian. Welcomed my mother-in-law with a smile. I salami his hand after Mas Damian first did it.

"It's okay, let's just say it's a surprise," my mother replied as she stepped inside our house.

"Who's mom here and what's up? Though outside the rain is heavy, you know, Mom," I asked anxiously while walking to follow him.

"Mother with Mira. It was outside still parking his car," answered my mother making me stop and turn to the main door again. Mira is my sister-in-law. He's Mas Damian's younger brother. Still in college, but he says he's about to graduate because the script is done.

I then decided to go back out to welcome my sister-in-law. While Mas Damian accompanied mom sitting in the living room.

"Mir," called me when he saw that it was already in the courtyard of the house.

"Oh, Ma'am." She looked at me for a moment, then rubbed back her slightly wet clothes. "Sir, can I borrow a shirt? Mira's clothes are wet, here. Fear it'll catch a cold."

"By, dong. Come on, come on in."

I immediately invite Mira into the house while inwardly wondering, what is it until my mother and sister-in-law suddenly come even to break through the heavy rain?

My question was answered immediately upon entering the house, I heard the conversation of my mother and Mas Damian.

"Mom's worried, Mum. Mom's feeling bad from last night. That's why I asked Mira to come to your house this morning."

"Why, Mom? Oh, my good. I don't have to worry," replied Mas Damian gently.

"All right how?" Mother framed her son's face with both hands. "Your face is pale like this. You look so lethargic too. What are you sick with, son?" Mom looks really worried. I know a mother's feelings can't be lied to. Even if they are blocked by distance, the inner bond will make a mother know if her child is not okay.

"No, Ma. I'm not sick. Just not feeling well," elak Mas Damian, did not want to make the mother more worried if she knew the real situation.

"Airin," called mom when she saw my appearance in the living room with Mira. Damian also looked at me, but he looked at me for a moment. At most for a second, after which he immediately threw his face away.

"Yes, Mom?" I'm getting closer to mom.

"This Damian hurts, right? His face was so pale and his body looked limp. Obviously he is not well," said the mother, clearly do not believe the elakan Mas Damian earlier. "What pain is it?" continues asking.

I looked at Mas Damian doubtfully. Wondering if I should tell the truth. While the one gazed back glanced at me with a sharp highlight. As if giving a code to keep your mouth shut.

"mrs ... Damian was just catching a cold, Mom," I replied in the end.

"really? Geez, Mom, why catch a cold? Are you staying up again?"

"Yes, Mom. Last night overtime, a lot of work." Damian ended up chiming in on my lies.

"You know, yeah. You know yourself like being sick from small. Shouldn't be too forced. When it's time to sleep, go to sleep. Work can continue tomorrow." I started nagging, "you too, Airin. Your husband should be reprimanded. Don't let it stay up. This is also your kerokin yet? It still hurts like this."

"Not yet, Ma'am .." I answered honestly.

Mom clucked slowly. Must be upset and feel like I can't take care of his son properly. "Yes, quickly get me coins and eucalyptus oil. Let me just go for the kerokin."

"Yes, Mom." I immediately agreed before Mom got angry. "Mir, come. Take a change of clothes for you."

"Yes, Mommy." Mira then followed me to my room and Mas Damian.

"Huh? No, Mir. Why is that all of a sudden?"

"Mas Damian looks pissed." Ah, Mira even realized that. "But it also looks sad" he continued, making me sigh.

"Why, Ma'am? What's the problem?" ask him further.

"Disease, Mir." I gave Mira a navy shirt. All black leggings.

"You're fighting again because of momongan's problem?"

"To be more precise, Mas Damian was disappointed because this time the result was negative again."

This time it was Mira who sighed. "Didn't Mama and Mas Mian want to see a doctor? Sorry, Ma'am. Not that it means anything. But how nice of you to check the fertility first, right? Just be careful before it's too late."

'Already, Mir. It's been. Just two days ago. And because of the result that your brother shut himself up all day in the room because he was the one who was declared infertile even.

"Mr?"

"Yes, try it later" I replied with a forced smile.

"Yes already."

After that, Mira and I left the room and went back to the living room. Not to forget I brought eucalyptus oil and coins that my mother asked for, and then gave them to her. Before scraping Mas Damian, the mother seemed to rub the wide back of the child with eucalyptus oil. Damian just kept quiet without speaking unless asked.

"Oh, yes, Ai, that's me bringing you some herbal medicine. Drink it, yeah."

I stared at the tumbler on the table. Right I guess, it's jamu. Mother often visited the house with the herbal drink. He said, herbal medicine made by the mbah next to the house of the mother is famous for fertilizing the uterus.

"You've been drinking my innate herbal medicine, haven't you, Ai? If you drink, why until now the efficacy does not work, huh?"

'How to work, Mom. It should be Mas Damian, not me. From the beginning there was no problem with my uterus.' I said in my heart while looking at Mas Damian who was now bowing his head. 'The Love of Damian. I really can't bear to see him so sad.'

"Did? You're horrifying Mother no?" Mom seemed a little upset because I didn't answer her question.

"Y-yes, Mom. Airin always drinks mom's hand-off."

"Why aren't you pregnant yet?" I asked, "is it because you guys have less time together?"

"Yes, Mom. I guess because of that. Damian, right, busy. So we rarely have time together" said I, who wasn't entirely lying. Damian is busy. He was a lecturer at one of the private universities. The schedule is very tight. But these two days he took a leave of absence on the grounds of illness.

"Mas, I used to say, right? Spend time with your wife often. Do not be busy teaching and taking care of college children. You should have your own children soon." Mother started nagging again, "your age has already stepped on the head of three. You've also been married for five years. It's time to have a child, don't put it off."

"Mom, stop. Mas Mian and Mbak Airin would understand. We just pray," chirped Mira who seemed to be aware of the unpleasant air of Mas Damian. Obviously, his brother did not like this discussion.

"Mom knows. But if they are not advised can procrastinate continuously. I also want to quickly draw a grandchild from Damian," complained the mother then stopped the scrapings. Now it looks like Mas Damian's back is full of red stripes. It turns out Mas Damian was in the wind.

"Airin, if the herbal medicine that I gave so far is not effective, do you not want to consult a gynecologist alone? I'm worried, there's a problem with your uterus."

I was surprised to hear Mom's words. How'this? But we did that already. And once again, my uterus is healthy and fertile. The problem is Mas Damian .. but I really don't have the heart to tell the truth. Poor Mas Damian. He must have felt more and more embarrassed. Mother would be shocked if she knew her son was barren. I really don't know what to do now.

"Mom, we've actually done that." Damian suddenly said, making me surprised again. Is he going to tell the truth?

"Mas—"

"The doctor said Airin won't be able to get pregnant. She ... barren."

Suddenly, both of my eyes were wide. Dumbfounded to hear his words. I didn't hear wrong, did I? He calls myself barren instead of himself?

It seems that not only am I in shock, mother and Mira are. Moreover, mother, she just looked at me directly with a shocked expression mixed with anger. Wait ... Why are you angry?

"I guessed it!" exclaimed mother suddenly, "from the beginning I was suspicious that Airin was barren! Turns out it was true? It's only right you can't give Damian a child all this time, Airin!"

I was stuck in place. Confused by this situation. Why did Mas Damian suddenly reverse the facts? Why did he give me that verdict? What's he doing now?

"You should have checked it from the beginning, Mian! Why just now? See the result, you are not only late to have children, but you will never be able to have a baby like this!" berang mother while patting the back of her son who had just been scooped. She looked angry and disappointed. While Mira tries to calm him down, "Mom, be patient, Mom."

"Mom, I'm not—" My self who wanted to dodge, instantly fell silent when she found Mas Damian suddenly turned to me with his hearty expression. His gaze was so sad, as if begging me not to tell the truth.

Did he do this because he didn't want to make me sad to hear that my only son was barren? Then he gave all this to me? I don't accept it, but on the other hand I don't have the heart for Mas Damian who looks really begging.

Alright, I will budge for a while before listening to Mas Damian's explanation later. I hope that man can give me a compelling reason that won't disappoint me. I hope he doesn't mean to be selfish here.

Seriate...