Tyranny Mother-in-Law

Legacies

"Mas, can you come to the factory?"

Seruni contacted Bima during office hours.

"What's Runi?"

"There's something to talk about, ma'am. Can't be delayed. It's about our family."

Seruni's voice sounded as if begging Bima.

"Can't you wait until I'm done? Or at break time?"

"God has also been contacted by me, and he is on his way here!"

This time Seruni spoke in a firm voice.

"Mas, we are family. You, God, and me. We are family. Please respect this. It has to do with dad. So I ask, Mas Bima can come here."

Urge Seruni, still trying to calm down.

"What's the matter, Runi?"

"I can't explain over the phone, Mom. Come to the factory now."

Bima was silent, and could only sigh deeply.

"alright. I'll be there."

Bima immediately closed the call from Seruni.

Then give a message to his secretary, if he has any sudden family business at this time.

Not until thirty minutes, Bima had arrived at the factory.

Bima slowly entered the room belonging to Mr. Widodo first.

Inside the room was Bu Mirna, Seruni, God, and two other men.

"What's up, Runi?" Bima asked when she arrived while sitting next to her youngest sister.

"The reading of the father's will, Mas."

Seruni Whisper.

Bima was silent while watching two men who looked busy with a piece of paper and a map.

"good. So it is complete, Mother and Father of Mr. Widodo's family. What, I can read a will written by Mr Widodo himself in front of me and my assistant ?" Ask the man in the room, who turns out to be a lawyer.

"Please, Sir." Say it all almost simultaneously.

"So, we're gathering just to hear you read my husband's letter?" Suddenly, Ms. Mirna who had been silent, made a sound.

"Yes, Mom." Answer the lawyer.

"Why don't you just leave it to me? I am his legal wife! I deserve to know what letter my own husband wrote."

"Sorry, Mom. Mr. Widodo delivered this message, directly to me. His will was to be legally declared."

"You mean, inheritance sharing?"

"Yes." Yeah." The lawyer nodded.

"Heh, I'm his legal wife. I accompanied my husband from the beginning first, from him kere, to success like today, me! Although my son ngeyel and chose to marry with the gembel, and his business fell, I still accompanied my husband! I have full right to ask my husband." Ms. Mirna was immediately angry for a moment, when the lawyer was about to read out a will that contained Mr. Widodo's legacy.

"Mom, relax. Let's just hear what the father's letter is about."

God said as he patted his mother's shoulder.

"Whatever!" Miss Mirna melengos, but resigned.

"Please, Sir." God told the lawyer.

The lawyer was silent while staring at all members of Mr. Widodo's family at that time.

"I am Widodo Prawira, consciously writing a message for my family. Especially for Bima Prawira, Seruni, and God. That, the factory that I built my whole life I will give you three. You want to advance the factory. For the rice fields in the village I will break into three according to my son, and the land of a garden of one hectare, I will bequeath to my grandson, Laras. The house I live in, I will give to my wife only Mirna. I hope you all can be a harmonious family get along and compact. Thus, my letter was made, and will be legalized by a lawyer. Thank ye. Marked by Widodo Prawira."

The lawyer looked back at the whole family still with a calm look.

BRAK !

"What?" Ms. Mirna kicked down the table and stood up.

"I just got the house! The garden soil is for Laras!" Said Ms Mirna while looking intently at the lawyer and shaking her head in disbelief.

"Yes, Mom. That's what it says in this letter."

"Who did my husband write that letter to you?" Ask Miss Mirna.

"Father, write in front of me, about six months ago. I often help for matters of land correspondence and legal issues for the business of Mr. Widodo. Even business dealings with Mr. Kusuma first, also through our law firm, ma'am."

"Business with Mr Kusuma?" Asked Mirna while rounding her eyes.

"About eight years ago, Mr. Widodo and Mr. Kusuma were about to do business cooperation."

"Yes..., Then?"

"Pak Kusuma cancelled the agreement by cooperating with other places without Mr. Widodo's knowledge. Then Mr. Widodo, demanding, because it has incurred the cost of fabric production at that time. Then Mr. Gito who wants to continue the cooperation with the Father. Take over, because at that time Bu Gito was also looking for fabric vendors for his designs and boutiques. However, because Bu Gito wanted a pattern or motif that was somewhat different, then Mr. Widodo had to repeat the production. So, from the side of Mr. Kusuma at that time promised to help half of the costs that have been incurred. Well, all those cooperation agreements, our side made them." The lawyer was long.

Miss Mirna is silent.

Bima sighed deeply, then glanced at her younger sister, who was also looking at her.

"So, according to the letter, the factory was bequeathed to us, his son?" Ask Bima.

"Yes, Mas. Mas Bima, Mas Dewa, and Mbak Seruni received a mandate to continue the business of Mr. Widodo. Father, also once told me, that Mas Bima's wife should still be a part of the factory, because of good performance, and can help you all to advance the factory Mr. Widodo."

Lawyer's word. The man next to the lawyer approached his superior, and gave him a map.

"These are all legacy letters that I have made, according to Mr. Widodo's will. I only convey the mandate of the father to make a valid inheritance letter. And I am obliged to deliver this letter, after he dies."

"So, sir, who asked you to make our inheritance letter?" God's Story.

"Yes, Mas. Mr. Widodo came to me about six months ago. I have made his inheritance as well, and it has been signed on his own stamp by I'm Widodo."

Seruni lowered her head and covered her face with her hands while crying.

"Female curse!" Shouted Miss Mirna.

All eyes were on him.

"Listen, Bima. Your father couldn't have done this of his own volition! That woman killed your father, and is now trying to undermine his legacy through her son!"

"Niken, you mean Mother?" Ask Bima.

"Who else? She's a woman who always goes where with her father. Even in their last moments, they were together. God is good, she gets her reward, paralyzed! I'm just suggesting you again, leave him alone. He's not good for our family."

"Mom! Niken is not like that. Why didn't you ever open your heart to Niken?" Ask Bima.

Miss Mirna just shook her head.

"It's obvious, isn't it, Mr. Lawyer. It was my daughter-in-law who had influenced my husband. Then my son. Thanks for the help. If something is unclear. I'll call Mr. Attorney." Tukas Bu Mirna to the lawyer.

"Well, if it's clear. My job is done now, and I'm sorry."

The lawyer greeted all members of Mr Widodo's family, then rushed out of the factory.

"Rethink your mother's words well, if she was right, then your father would never have made a letter like this. This must be the influence of that woman. You snake woman!" Miss Mirna said in a hateful tone.

Bima just kept quiet, reply every word his mother also made him tired.

Bima just need to think about his father's request, to help take care of the factory. That means he has to quit his job. Many times Bima rubbed her face with her hands because she was confused, not knowing what to do.