The Thorn in the Family

A Wound

“Ma, sorry in advance. Did Mama ever tell her mommy Nadia, if I can't have kids?”.

Dari's eyes stared fixedly at the face of Mama-in-law, she asked at the core of the problem that made her unable to sleep peacefully all night.

“Pardon Mama Dance, Mama didn't mean it like that”. He answered softly and put the scissors in his grip on the table.

Now that Mama's footsteps are walking towards one of the small chairs in the park, Tari again follows demanding an explanation.

“But why Mama talks about my shortcomings to others, I'm ashamed Ma”. His eyes were already glazed with a trembling voice.

“Mama, not talking about your shortcomings to others Tar, just that Mama is complaining to her mother Nadia. At that time Mama saw him holding a newborn grandson. Mama also wants the same thing as Madam Nadia fondle grandson”.

Pyars....

For the first time ever, Dari heard from her mother-in-law her own mouth about wanting to have a grandchild. During this time, absolutely no one protested with the state of Dance, which never got a baby. His heart was like getting hit by a large stone that was thrown roughly, then hit his chest.

Stuffy.

“Ma, I'm sorry I haven't been able to give you a grandchild. I've been trying to do that, only until now God hasn't entrusted me with a child"

"I'll try to do that Ma, please pray for us, but don't pester my imperfectness as a daughter-in-law"

“Yes because of that, because I know you've tried but there's no answer, Mama so complain”. Answer with a little bit of a sewer.

Quiescent.

Dance could not help but say anything, she could only silently look at her mother-in-law

“Ma, please don't be like this. If there's anything about me, Mama. Can talk directly to Ibuk"

“Even if I talk about children, can your mother help? The doctor said that you...”. Ms. Srining smothered her mouth with no power to continue her sentence.

That morning Dari, completely disappointed with her in-laws attitude.

“Ma, my mother is the same as Mama, where do’a from my mother who is so sincerely abstain from being rejected by God"

"It's Tar day is still too early, don't give a lecture to Mama"

“Nothing is impossible Ma, if God has willed, forgive me if I have been presumptuous and offended Mama”.

The dance passed leaving the garden, her legs were shaking, it felt so heavy to step.

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Dance House.

As usual, when the morning comes Pakde Dar family and also Bude Murni will gather at the house of Tari for breakfast together. After marrying Tari, still carry out her duties as a child like bias. He did not reduce the monthly allowance for his family at all.

Of course it was all at Randi's request. Randi had promised from the beginning of their marriage that he would not forbid Tari to worship his parents. What's more since Tari opened a cake shop, he added more rations for Mom and Ipul.

It's just that different at this time is Mother, she is wiser in managing finances. Not infrequently Mother save it as a savings, if at any time you need additional money, do not immediately ask for Dance.

This morning I cooked sambal pecel, no meat or fish served there. Rows of fresh vegetables collected in the garden to buy a house also enliven the dining table. There are only a few pieces of tofu and tempeh and rempeyek on the table. There are no warm drinks with the same taste as before. I only provide warm water.

I can't bother Dance.

Pakde Dar and Bude Murni, gradually began to get used to the situation, although if Tari was visiting there, he would ask to cook or buy a lot of food.

“Mar, piye News Dance?”. Ask Pakde Dar on the sidelines in the morning.

“Good Mas”.

“Risma Mbak”.

“Iya, so she takes care of Risma as her son?”.

“So Mbak, it has been almost three months Risma lived with Tari and Randi there”.

“Be careful lo Mar Tari it's been more than six years not pregnant as well. Udin who just married a few months ago, now his wife is pregnant”. As usual Bude said everything in his heart without thinking about the feelings of his interlocutor.

“I'm just worried Randi's family, don't accept considering Randi, it's an only child lo”.

“If Randi cheats how?”.

Degs...

Mother put the plate in her hand just like that, she put the hand that was about to touch the mouth to put a spoonful of rice.

“Not Mbak Randi, not that kind of man”.

“Lah still mending it, later if kayak that Nurul how? She has not been pregnant and has been married for years. Her life is adem ayem, her husband never demands Nurul to have children. Eh it was only a week ago to unravel the rot. He has another wife already had children also from his second wife”. Bude again chewed the food in his mouth.

Mother gulped violently, suddenly she became concerned with the state of Dance, considering several days in a row she dreamed about the ugliness was befalling the child.

“We pray that is fine yes mbak for Tari, kasian him from childhood has lived miserable”.

“Good prayer lek ya sure to Mar make niece yourself”. Bude also prayed for kindness to Tari, considering all this time Randi was so good to his family. Not infrequently unbeknownst to Tari and also her mother secretly bude asked Randi for help on behalf of Bu Marni, Tari's mother. Of course he does not want to lose valuable assets in his life if suppose the bad happens to the family of Tari.

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Randi's House.

Randi, who had just come out of the bathroom, realized that Tari was not in her room. It means that Tari is straightening out the one yesterday with her Mama.

He stood on the balcony of his room, breathing the fresh morning air, gathering all the courage to tell his wife the truth.

“Yes I have to say it immediately, before the problem will be more complicated”.

Randi took a deep breath, his hands squeezing each other, trying to regulate his heart rhythm. Prepare to tell everything to Dance, uncovering a closed truth.

Randi complains whatever happens later.

Randi waited in his room impatiently, he had already prepared his heart and himself to face his wife.

“Mas you did not leave for work?, asked Tari who saw her husband still standing on the balcony of their room.

“Someone I want to talk about..”.Randi replied nervously, he grabbed Tari's hand and brought her back to the balcony.

“What's up Mas? Are you hiding something from me?”.

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