The Third Party

52. Sorry

I stick to my original purpose of coming to this house, I just take Damar to see his grandmother, talk as necessary, then leave.

Arriving at the door of my in-laws room, my chest felt rumbling. I don't know how many times incidents have happened at this door. Am I called immature because I still remember those events? In fact, until now I can not forget, even the pain is still felt.

You wanna say then let it pass? It's not that easy.

"Mother ... Damar and Emma are coming." Heni told his mother.

I stared at the door while Damar was shaking my hand, inviting me to go into his grandmother's room.

"Why do mothers daydream? Let's go in" whispered Damar.

I'm honestly scared. I'm afraid that Damar will be close to his grandmother because since then he looks very enthusiastic to meet his grandmother soon. I don't know exactly what I want. I don't want her to hate her grandmother but I don't want her to be close to him either.

"Oh .. yes." I took Damar's hand into my in-laws' room.

"Emma? Is that really you?"

I saw my in-laws sitting on their beds.

"How are you doing, mom?" my broom from where I stand. I don't want to go near or shake hands with him, just like this. I hope he understands.

"Is he Damar?" I'm nodding. I told Damar to go near his grandmother. Then Damar stretched out his hand to shake hands with his grandmother.

"I'm Damar."

My in-laws smiled and kept looking at Damar.

"You're a big boy, aren't you? What class is it now?"

"I'm still TK."

"Call Grandma. I am your grandmother. Come ... Grandma wants to hug you. Grandma misses you." My in-laws wanted to hug Damar but Damar refused.

"Why don't you want grandma to hug?"

"Maybe my grandmother was, but I didn't know my grandmother. We've never met before." Not as I thought before. I thought Damar would run and hug his grandmother soon but he didn't. He's not that happy.

"You used to live here with your mother and your father."

"But I don't see any pictures of me in this house, neither do you."

"That's ... " I'm sure my in-laws must be confused as to how to reply to Damar's words.

Just so you know, son, your mother is not in their lives, neither are you.

"You can see the photos with Aunt Heni. The aunt kept a lot of photos. Do you want to see it?"

Damar nodded.

"Allah ... Come with me" continued Heni.

"But ... "

"It's okay Emma, we're not going anywhere. I just asked her to look through the photo album in the living room." Apparently Heni understood my concern.

Now I'm alone with my in-laws. He looks older. His gaze dimmed not like it used to be that flaming radiated hatred towards me. He didn't look very sick, only he looked weak. Heni said if his mother can still move as usual just now often less healthy.

"How are you Emma? You look different."

"How's mom doing?" I asked him but my in-laws haven't had time to answer because he's too focused on Damar.

"As you can see. I'm getting old, I'm not like I used to be. I hear your efforts are successful. I'm glad to hear it."

"I had to work hard to support Damar. He has no father and I have no one to help me. Lucky I still have my parents' house left so that me and Damar don't end up being vagabonds" I said.

My in-laws are silent. Back then when there was a problem with me, he would suddenly get dizzy and then yell out to his son as if I had done evil to him. Especially if I insinuate it like this. He must have called me a wild woman, not taught manners. Now where's that scream?

"You haven't forgotten that, Emma? If only it had been ... " My in-laws can't continue his words. She was crying so much.

"Now that I realize, I have already received the results of my greed. It may be hard for you to forgive me, but I want you to know that I am truly sorry. I want to apologize to you that's why I asked you to come. Emma ... Will you forgive me?"

Now I'm the one who's silent. Am I evil if I can't forgive him?

"Excuse me Ma'am ... I want to go to the toilet for a minute." I couldn't answer so I avoided. I left my in-laws without any answer and walked quickly to the bathroom.

Arriving in the bathroom broke my tears that I had been holding back since. If only .... If Handi had married me to my current situation, I would not have suffered long. My in-laws will definitely accept me to be one of his favorite daughters-in-law and treat me the same way I treat Mama Eka. Nor will he be the third party to want to destroy my household and Handi.

Now I've turned into the ideal daughter-in-law figure she had dreamed of but it's too late. Handi is dead.

I cried in the bathroom for a while. After that I went out and went back to being ordinary.

I was astonished as I passed through the laundry room because now it was turned into a room. I didn't pay much attention to him. Now it is clear, Heni's in-laws are babysitting Heni's children there. I walked past him not forgetting to smile hello.

After that I passed in front of my room and Handi. I paused for a moment at the door, wondering who this room belonged to now. And suddenly the door opened. How surprised I was to see who was standing before me.

"Mas Hasan?!"

Mas Hasan was no less surprised to see me.

"You're Emma?!"

"Excuse me!" I immediately passed to avoid Hasan. I went to the living room to find Damar and took him away from here.

"Broom, we're home now!"

"But I'm not done looking at these pictures yet ma'am."

"Why rush Emma? You've only been here a minute."

"Yes ... Why rush? I haven't even had a chance to talk to you yet" said Mas Hasan who suddenly appeared behind me.

"Mother, who is she?"

"Hello hotshot ... I'm your father's brother. Just call Mr. Hasan" said Mas Hasan with a warm attitude and a very friendly face.

"Here I show you pictures of the time Pakde and your father were little." Mas Hasan immediately sat down and held Damar and Damar did not refuse.

"Our room should go home now!"

"So Mom, I haven't finished looking at the pictures of dad, yet" whined Damar. Mas Hasan smirked at me triumphantly.

"Well in a minute, I'll be waiting for you in Grandma's room. Later when it's over soon after mom." Damar nodded without noticing me.

I went back to my in-laws room.