The Thorn in the Family

The Hard Command

Rose House

The rose can only curl up in her bed waiting for a husband who never thought she existed as a wife. Yes, Randi only touched the Rose once during their marriage with the guilt that is immeasurable in Dari.

The rose again flipped his body, looking for the most comfortable position he could get unfortunately despite trying several times he did not find drowsiness or calmness in his heart.

“When can I feel that affection for my husband?"

"All the ways I have done to melt your heart Mas, is a little space left for me" he glanced at the bed beside him which was empty uninhabited.

"It should be that the married man becomes a companion to life, not an enemy like this" he curled up again and cried.

“Will the presence of this child be able to melt the heart of mas Randi, divide the attention also his heart for us both”. Her tears just fell so wet the pillow on her bed. The longing for the husband is growing.

***

Randi's House

The presence of Risma in the middle of the Randi family brings its own happiness to the family, although Risma is not their biological child and grandchild but everyone in the house treats Risma very well, including her mother and father.

That night everyone was gathered in the living room, everyone who was there was so enthusiastic when they heard Risma singing some children's songs. Surely the presence of Risma is like a light that illuminates the family in the darkness of the night without the presence of children. The distinctive sound of a child lathering enliven the family room.

Get me the moon ma'am...

Get me the moon ma'am...

The one shining in the sky...

In the bright moon sky

The light reaches the stars

Get me the moon ma'am....

To illuminate

I sleep well on dark nights

“Hore”....

All of them clapped their hands as Risma finished the song. The corner of the watery Dance's eyes was moved by the song.

Dari quickly hugged her son kissed affectionately, while Risma just smiled shyly.

Mama also felt very comforted by the presence of Risma in their midst.

“Wah pinter once grandson ma nyanyinya”. Now Oma hugged Risma kissing the head of the little girl.

“You are so great, let's now try Risma learn how to color?”, Tawar Papa by bringing a set of tools for drawing and coloring.

Randi smiled at the happiness in front of him.

“For a while yes I want to take a drink first”, Randi's permission on all those in the family room, his throat feels dry because it has been laughing continuously with the funny behavior of Risma.

“Let me get Mas”.

“Don't love you here only, papa I take it myself”, replied Randi by stepping into the kitchen to take a drink in the kitchen.

Not long ago, anyone for permission briefly want to take a gift prepared specifically for Risma, but before stepping foot into the room, he said, Mama came to Randi who was sipping melon syrup in front of the refrigerator.

“Your mama accompanies Roses now also”, he said flatly and with great emphasis.

“Uhuk...uhuk...”, Randi felt shocked by the presence of his Mama who so suddenly made him choke and almost broke the glass in his grasp.

Randi did not give an answer to Mama's request.

“Mawar also has the same rights as Tari, what else she is now pregnant with your child. He must be lonely there by himself. Let Dance and Risma here we accompany go”.

“Do not about Mama's orders, even you have not come at your own child's Thanksgiving event”. Mama passed by leaving Randi just like that in the kitchen.

Just like this, in every moment he was feeling a little happiness, the Mama slalu came with a command that is difficult to refute also difficult to carry out.

Randi sat for a moment on the dining table chair, trying to think more clearly neutralize all the turmoil in his heart. Honestly, a position like this makes his head dizzy beyond measure. He went back to rub his temple.

“Wah see dear Oma bring what is it for Risma?”. Point Dance at her in-laws when she sees Oma carrying a parcel closer to them.

Risma who saw him jump happily his eyes sparkling really he was treated like a princess in the family.

“It's a gift from Oma to my dearest grandson”. Mama handed me a packet of pink and handed it to Risma.

The little girl received Oma's helping hand and deftly opened the gift right then and there.

“This is what makes prayers yes Bun”, he asked Tari did not understand his name.

“Iya dear it's name mukena to pray, in use yes dear later if praying. Hayo said what's the same Oma?”. Anksa Tari explained a set of pink mukena with the barbie motif on Risma.

“You like dear?”.

“Very much Oma, thank you ya”, Risma hugged her Omanya again.

“Hayo now try Risma learn movement pray”. Now Papa opens his voice and participates in teaching Risma prayer movements.

A few moments later Randi regrouped in the living room, the look on his face slightly turning into a lackluster moody.

“Darling I go first yes, there is business I have to work on is likely to be home late. So do not wait for you to sleep first. Pamit Randi who so suddenly on his wife and kissed Dari's forehead at a glance.

Mama who saw the scene smiled faintly, she knew where Randi was going.

“Be careful mas”, Tari got up from her seat and drove her husband to the front porch of their door.

***

Rose House

When it shows at nine o'clock last night, the Rose who had laid himself on his bed had not been able to close his eyes. The doctor said that she had to have total bed rest during her young pregnancy. So Mama Randi told her to take time off and take a complete break at home. The doctor also advised Rose not to sleep too late.

Tok.dok...

There was a knock on the door from outside his house.

With a swift look he saw from behind the window who came these nights.

“Mas Randi”. her smile expands when she saw the presence of her husband, she quickly opened the door for Randi.

The rose stretched out her arms and quickly hugged Randi when the door was open.

While Randi who received the hug quickly pushed the body of the Rose slowly to get away from him.

“Don't touch me" he said coldly.

“Why mas, I am also your wife.I am even pregnant with your child at this time. Can you just give me a little chance to be close to you"

Disappointed and sick because they were ignored.

Maybe that is what the Rose is feeling every time she wants to touch her husband, she immediately hugs her own flat stomach as if hugging her son trying to find strength there.