There is No Need for Love

Q2: Why are you lying ?

Got a photo of his daughter-in-law who was buying Muslim clothes from her second child, Asrul Mother immediately cleaned her work desk, Asrul Mother lost her passion for work, she immediately closed her laptop, immediately went away, her goal was to go home, yes, she said, just wanna go home.

Wanting to see what Risda bought, there was a spirit that suddenly appeared, even Asrul's mother immediately ordered some clothes through online intended for her daughter-in-law, because he knew Risda didn't have enough money to buy a lot.

Asrul's mother smiled as she entered the fence, she saw Risda also wanted to enter the courtyard of the house, their distance was only a few minutes, but only Asrul's mother saw Risda, who was the only one who saw Risda, risda did not see her mother-in-law.

Asrul's mother chose to sit in the front room, as soon as Risda entered with a canticle in her hand, Asrul's mother greeted with a smile, Risda also replied with an equally sweet smile.

“Have eaten dear ?”.

Risda smiled, nodding her head and deepened and kissing her mother-in-law's hand. “Already Ma”.

Asrul's mother's forehead was slightly wrinkled. “Eat where ?”.

Risda smiled again. “At the School Canteen Ma”.

The middle-aged doctor's forehead is getting wrinkled. “At school canteen ?”.

Risda nodded her head. “Iya Ma”.

Asrul's mother shook her head. “What to eat there ?”.

Risda smiled wryly. “Mie, but use rice also Ma”.

Asrul's mother shook her head again. He was not at all accepting his son-in-law for lunch in the school cafeteria, Ibu Asrul certainly understood how the quality of food in the school cafeteria, the name was also standard for children, surely the main target was cheap, cheap, quality is less of a priority.

Asrul's mother shook her head again. “Start tomorrow bring stock yes Ris”.

Risda could only nod his head. “Iya Ma”.

Asrul's mother stood up. “Do not Yes Ris, actually”.

Risda came back just nodding his head. Looking at her mother-in-law who disappeared behind the door, since getting married and living here, Risda has only recently returned home with almost the same time as her mother-in-law, usually her mother-in-law came home almost maghrib.

Risda finally stepped also towards her room, all her in-laws' treatment for Risda was a form of regret, Risda was happy actually got such treatment, from all the residents of the house, from all the residents, it was her mother-in-law who paid the most attention to her.

When opening the door of the room, Risda shook her head, for the umpteenth time she found her husband who was sleeping when he came home from school, Risda began to be astonished by all that, astonished by the contents of Asrul's mind.

Going home from college, Asrul instead of helping his father, it was good to take a nap, as if there was no thought of Asrul to work, Risda understood that the Asrul family could support everything, but as the oldest child and now have a wife, the way Asrul is not right according to Risda.

But, to say it Risda can not say anything, do not know where to start the conversation. Mainly afraid if Asrul offended if Risda misspoke. Risda was back just able to shake her head, put down her bags and bags and rushed to change clothes.

But the activity was a problem, not to mention Risda managed to complete his goal, his waist was circled with Asrul's stocky arms. Whether when Asrul awake, Risda also does not know, but what to say, Risda instead laughs and welcomes the actions of her husband, until the end of the same look tired and asleep.

Risda woke up when she heard someone knocking on her door, Risda squirming, fixing her clothes and heading for the door. As the door opened, Risda's eyes widened, her father standing with a smile in front of her.

“Bentar Yah”.

“Dad wait in front”.

No more answers, Haris just a wink, he smiled a little and felt he knew what had just happened to his daughter, seeing his fairly random style of play gives Haris a signal if it has happened before he knocked on the door of his daughter's room.

Haris returned to the front and sat in front of Agung. Haris's headband made Agung and Asrul's mother both hold a smile, it seems they also understand what is on Haris' mind.

Asrul and Risda who have not even two months of marriage certainly take every opportunity available to both, all young couples will certainly do the same, he said, this was what made these three old men only able to withstand smiles and head gnashing.

“You used to be so Gung ?”.

Great tepuk jidat. “Sort of not only you ..”.

“I have less experience about it Gung, our difference ..”.

Agung laughs back. “Iya also yes .. forgot gua”.

“This father kok nyeritain own son, wang”. Asrul's mother protested, but still kept her mouth shut withholding laughter.

“Entah ... This is, ngakapan”. Sambar Harris.

Agung. “Who said first who ?”.

The three laughed again, but his laughter was immediately restrained and disappeared when Risda and Asrul fell, all of them returning the thin smile of Asrul and Risda who looked embarrassed, both of them then chose to sit flanking Haris.

Risda immediately hugged her father's arm. “Dad when to come ?”.

“Enight”.

“New kok now get here ?”.

“Daddy's night at your mom's place”.

Risda shook her head, deservedly her mother looked surprised when Risda asked about her father, her mother lied it turned out. But, the question becomes multiple, why his mother lied, and there must be something hidden so that his mother lied about his father who was in Jakarta.

But, for what did her mother lie?, Risda glanced at her father for quite a while, Risda was sure that something was being hidden from her, what was the purpose of her father coming, this was the question now.

“Daddy yesterday in place Mama ?, nginap at home ?”.

Haris nods his head. “Yes, where are you going to try ?”.

Risda shook her head, her mother was lying. Why?, but then Risda fixed her seat, Risda looked at everyone whose eyes were pointing at Risda, this made Risda so silent, right, maybe there was a harm too, even just talk nice with her father, and, it was as if there were only the two of them, so it was like ignoring the others.

Risda finally chose a wry smile and slightly lowered her head, feeling somewhat embarrassed by her behavior towards her father, Risda then completely bowed, as it seemed like all eyes were still focusing on her.

Agung and Asrul's mother only smiled to see Risda who immediately turned spoiled when she met her father, let alone this was Haris' first visit since Risda and Asrul got married. Even Asrul's mother understood a little now, if it turned out that her daughter-in-law was quite spoiled.

As far as I know Asrul's mother, what she had seen all this time, Risda had absolutely no spoiled value, looked like a very strong independent woman, but the fact was different now, in front of her father, in front of her, Risda turned out to be a little boy who wanted to continue to take shelter on his father's shoulders.

It turns out that the nature of Risda is not much different from Mutia and Reni, even almost the same as the style of Ariana who always bothered her father. Asrul's mother became imagined by her parents, when she was a child, she was also quite spoiled by her father.

Especially when his father who worked at PLN moved to Langga Payung, Labuhanbatu Selatan, while his mother who was a teacher was still in Padangsidimpuan, practically they only met his father at the weekend.

Everyone must be racing to catch up with his father if he arrives, and as his only daughter, he is always the winner, he is close, even very close to his father, even to college, he still continued to kiss his father's cheek which was reciprocated with the same treatment.

Though the culture there is less supportive that is so, very strange, there is a father who kissed the cheek of his adult daughter, but because it has been common since childhood, he never missed it, he never missed it, although many people call them strange families.

Asrul's mother sighed deeply enough, the memory of the hometown always caused a longing, his parents were no longer there, but there were still his brother and sister, his sister, so that the opportunity to just go home they are always looking for every year.

Asrul's mother continued to develop her smile, at least today she knew, if her daughter-in-law also had almost the same traits as her, as well as her daughter's, they were all women who were very close to her father.

Asrul's mother continued to look at Risda, of course, for her daughter-in-law this story is quite different, Risda only knew her father even when she was a scholar, different from those who had grown up with their father since birth. At first glance Mother Asrul so feel pity, must have been when she was a child very longing and wanted the existence of the father beside her.

The conversation now continues to widen to many things, ranging from circumstances, health, to work. What many are asked is Asrul, especially about his college which is just starting, just entering the initial semester.

But in Risda's head there is still only one question, why did the mother lie?, why did the mother say that she had not communicated with her father for a long time, even though at night, the father had even stayed at home, and the father had even stayed at home, why ?.

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