Throes

Mom's request

Povs. Ramah.

" Mama?" A little surprised by the presence of mama in the morning before Nana left for school. Opening the fence of the house when mama knocked him many times.

" Are you okay Ram?" Mom asked, rubbing my cheek.

Like I'm not okay.

" Here you go, Ma?" My orders are to tell my mother to come into the house.

Touching my mom's arm, leading her into the house. Sitting on a long sofa with the sound of mama's breath sounding bitter.

I can hide everything from my mom, but not my wife.

Trying to be firm and calm as if I didn't want my mom to worry too much about me. Mama is aging, no need to think about what kind of heavy burden I think.

I know, mama wants the best and wants her kids to be the way they used to be.

Before, before I hated it.

" Early in the morning has my mom been here?" My toot. " Which, there's a mama!" A little yelling called out to Yanna, who was busy with her kitchen utensils.

" Mama can't sleep all night think of you?" Mama said, her eyes were already glazed at me.

Mama's heart is so sensitive when it comes to her children.

" Ma?" Sapa Yanna, come out of the kitchen and kiss your hand. " Amom going home in the morning?" Wonder Yanna just like me.

" Mommy just wants to make sure Yan, Rama how?" Answer Mama.

" What to make sure ma, Rama is okay." My solute.

I've known and heard all the Yanna stories when Mama told her and also asked her for help to meet my sister.

Shouldn't the husband and wife be open?

Mama looked at my face and looked me in the eye. Looking for the truth.

" Mama, isn't anything Ma? Convinced. I heard the story from him."

Mama nodded. " Yes, your brother and sister-in-law told me. I'm sorry you haven't told Ram about your brother's arrival here." Mama said, sorry to have hidden it from me.

Not to hide, only my mom was afraid to tell me. Or not yet, because mom wants to spend her time with her first son. Who had not come home for a long time and also wanted to comfort his son and daughter-in-law who were still sad.

Might?

And I'm a little concerned, even though I don't want to care.

" Yes! Nana's done taking a shower!" Nana shouted from inside her room.

" Yes, son! A moment." Reply Yanna was similarly slightly shouting.

The morning was very busy for Yanna. Taking care of the kids and myself. That rush never made Yanna complain about the kids, maybe just grumble about me. Who would not budge and was very spoiled. Even so, Yanna continued to serve me, until I was done with all my needs.

To me, my wife's service is the best.

" I'm staying in the children's room. Don't go home, we'll have breakfast with Ma." Yanna. Makes Mama smile.

" Well, every day your wife always does?" Ask Mama. see Yanna climb the stairs.

" Yes, I told you not to do too much work. There's a ripe bibik, no need to follow along too. Still, still help bibik." I answered, sighing to see my wife who was not at home.

There's just something he did.

" Maybe you're used to it. Do not be forced to stop, even your wife is bored and angry. Let it be, later if tired will also rest alone."

I nodded in approval to Mama's words, When my wife is tired. He will rest and will definitely ask me to massage him. I never mind, I like it when my wife is with me.

" Mommy just wants to eat with the children of mama.my daughter-in-law and granddaughter. Mama feels lost eating with family. When can you eat with your kids. It's been a long time." Lirih Mama, it feels sad to hear.

Simple requests for parents.

But it feels hard to accept.

" Mama is old, don't know when mom will follow your dad Ram."

" Ma?" As long as.

" Mommy just wants your children to get along like they used to, love each other and also protect each other. Which parents are not sad to see their children do not get along and still get revenge because of the past. It was an accident, and not entirely unilateral blame either. You know, if you're angry with your sister. But it could be just once, forget selfishness, anger for the sake of mom. Dinner with my mom at home. Enjoy being together while you're there..." Mama said, The request is heartbreaking.

And I feel guilty.

Guilty of not being able to come to terms with the past and not being able to forget the bad memories I had seen myself.

It's in the memory, and it's hard to forget.

" Mrma?" Sapa Nana, down the stairs groomed neatly wearing school uniform.

" Will Nana go to school?" Mama asked, rubbing her hair and rubbing Nana's neat clothes.

" Yes Nek." Answer nodded.

" Ma? Let's have breakfast first." Invite Yanna, bring Naufal who is also fragrant and fresh.

" Next time you have breakfast here Yan. Mama came home first, pity at home must be nyariin mama... Not home in the morning." Mama said, standing up from her seat.

" I'll just take you home ma'am, and I'll take Nana to school." I said, standing up from sitting down.

" No need, the mother was in the same way, the driver was riding the motorbike.may still wait outside his parents." Said Mama. I just realized that my mother among her personal drivers took a motorcycle to my house just wanted to make sure I was.

" Mama go home first... Don't forget mama Ram's request." Its effects. I rubbed my arms with a warm smile.

Just like my old mother, nothing has changed.

Beautiful, though not as young as before.

" Don't speed up sir. Bring me mom." My message, reminding the driver who's in the bonceng now.

" Yes, yes." The driver replied, nodding his head and smiling

Staring at the departure of the mother, waving his hands when he was behind the mama's personal driver.

Do I have to fulfill my mother's request, or do I ignore my mother's wishes. It was a heavy choice, and it was impossible for me to ignore my mother's request. Which was always there when I was sad.

Exhaling violently, turning around and smilingly seeing my wife standing in the middle of the door returning my smile.

" It all depends on you. But if I may suggest. Better come, pity mama.until come to the house and beg like that same mas." Yanna said, keeping me quiet.

" Let's have breakfast first. I have been waiting for those kids.. Nana will be late for school." The baby rubbed my arm to wake me up.

I can only smile.

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