Tyranny Mother-in-Law

Mother's coming

Bima parked his motorbike on the porch of the house, then closed the fence again.

"Lord...!"

The barrel with a cheerful voice welcomed the arrival of Bima.

"Mami's coming, you know!" Report Laras while showing off her toothless tooth.

"Oh yeah? Where is Eyang Mami now?"

"Inside the same mom. It was brought by many. Until Mbah Ning confused where to keep, because the refrigerator is full."

Bima smiled as she rubbed her little girl's mother.

"Yeah, in! Papa hasn't seen Eyang Mami."

Bima took Laras into the house.

"Assynolt..!" Greet Bima when you go inside.

"Mualliksalam." Legitimate from within.

"Mom.."

"Mother."

Bima immediately greeted her mother-in-law while kissing her hands respectfully.

"I'm home at this hour. Niken said, you used to go home before magrib."

"Yes. Many office jobs have been completed. So you can go home quick."

"Thank God..."

"Mother, what time is it here?"

"So it was a little afternoon. I'm using the night train."

"Well, Mother of Jakarta?"

"Yes, from Kalimantan, my mother went home first. Then the next day, take the night train, and just took an online taxi here."

"Eyang Mami brought a lot of souvenirs, Pa!" Shout with joy.

"Thank you, Eyang, not yet?"

Bima looked towards her daughter.

"Already, dong!"

Bima and Bu Lusi, Niken's mother laughed at Laras' funny behavior.

"Niken how is it today, ma'am?"

"Thank God, he's making a lot of progress. He could begin to feel his feet even a little."

Bima took a deep breath.

"Mother mourns the passing of Father. You are strong and patient, yes!" Bu Wulan patted Bima's shoulder.

Bima nodded slowly while looking at her father-in-law.

"Thank you, Mom."

*

Bima headed to her room to see Niken.

Niken who was lying down while closing her eyes, looked beautiful, although tired implied on her face.

Slowly, Bima stroked Niken's hair gently.

Niken slowly opened her eyes.

"Well, Mom, are you home?"

Bima smiled as she nodded.

"You're coming home fast because of me?"

Bima nodded.

"Somehow long in the office.I miss you." Sahut Bima while smiling ignorantly.

"Bragging! Don't be greedy!" Niken throbbing.

"Yes really. Like you, miss Laras, miss my little family."

Both of them laughed.

"Mama, Papa!" Barrels burst into their rooms when they heard the sound of laughter.

"What's the matter, laughing?" Ask Laras curiously.

"Your father's funny!" Sahut Niken's.

"It's not funny, Ma."

"Your funny one." Bima Say.

"Papa and Mama are weird, there's nothing funny about laughing!" Cetus Barrel.

Bima and Niken looked at each other, then smiled, hugging their daughter.

From the doorway, Ms. Lusi smiled happily at the little family of her son.

"Let me take you to the room, ma'am." Bima picked up a tray prepared by Bu Wulan for Niken's dinner.

Bu Lusi shifted his body, and let, Bima took the tray and brought it into the room.

"Food is coming!"

Niken smiled at her husband.

"I can eat by myself." Saying Niken.

"Really, can?"

"Yes." Yeah."

Bima put the plate on the table on the mattress.

"Well, aren't you eating?"

"Later, I'd like to see you eat." Bima smiled.

Niken continued eating until it was over.

Niken glanced at her husband who was looking up, as if thinking of something.

"What's up, Mom?" Soft Niken speech.

Bima took a deep breath for a moment.

"Father had written a will for us six months ago."

"Wish letter?"

"Yes, I, the Gods, and Seruni were asked to take care of the factory."

Niken looked at Bima and patted her husband on the shoulder.

"So how?"

"That's what worries me. Do I have to quit my job all this time?"

"Think well, my. If you are not sure, you can live both for a while. Still working at the company, however, it also helps Seruni take care of the factory."

"Can I?" Bima took a deep breath.

"You can do it, Mom. What matters is that you do it from your heart."

Niken, remembering the words of Mr. Widodo when they were in the car before the fateful incident.

Mr. Widodo told me about his desire for Bima to take care of the Factory, and Mr. Widodo's belief that his children could advance the factory.

However, Niken, felt, at this time the time was not right to tell all that. Tells about the words of Mr. Widodo before the bad events, which is like the last message delivered to Niken for his family.

"Mas, tomorrow I'll see a doctor for therapy. Let's just take mom, yeah."

"What's wrong, you're the same mom?"

Bima looked at Niken.

Niken nodded with a smile.

"Mas Bima let me focus on thinking about work, and help Seruni in the factory. As long as I'm still recovering, I still can't help anything at the factory."

Bima sighed, to be honest, in his heart desperately needed his wife.

"Buck...." Niken stroked Bima's soft back.

Bima looked at Niken. Niken's gentle gaze always kept her calm.

"We'll get through this all together." Soft Niken speech.

"Yes." Yeah."

"I ate it. You change your food. It'll hurt, if it hurts, I can't take care of you."

Again Bima was filled, making her eyes teary. As much as possible, Bima refrained himself from crying in front of his wife.

Bima sighed heavily, then smiled looking at Niken.

"I eat first, yeah."

Niken nodded.

Bima walked out of the room towards the kitchen and placed the tray of his wife's leftovers in the dishwasher, then wiped away his unstoppable tears.

Bima could not hold back her sadness at this time. The loss of a father who is always nurturing and a place to discuss, then his wife whose legs become paralyzed, and the anger of the mother, makes him feel sad.

Niken who always strengthens himself, now also needs support. Bima can only cry awkwardly, in front of the sink washing dishes.

"Papa...! Papa's crying, huh?" Barrels surprise Bima.

Quickly he wiped away his tears, and strengthened his heart.

"Eng... No, Kok. Papa's just a sneak. The sauce is incredibly spicy." Bima blinked her eyes while opening her mouth like a pungent person.

"But, how did it cry?" Cecar Barrel.

"Yesterday, Laras was once spiciness, right?"

Laras nodded.

"Keep crying too, right, yelling yells for a drink with Mbah Ning."

"Yes... Two new glasses of spit are gone." Laras laughs.

"Papa, right, it's impossible to cry while yelling a scream like a barrel." Bima swiped her daughter's nose with anxiety.

Both giggle.

"Ear learning?"

"Already, dong, Pa. Come on, let's go to the living room, pity Mami's eyes alone."

The barrel pulls Bima's arm towards the middle chamber.

"What's this?" Bu Lusi asked with a smile looking at the Baras that attracted Bima.

"We'd like to accompany Eyang Mami."

"Your father, let's eat first."

"But, did you eat?" Laras Protest.

"When?" Ask Ms. Lusi.

"So papa's spiciness in the kitchen?" Answer Plain barrel.

"So, papa nyobain tempe sambel, haven't eaten, son." Sahut Bima while slightly squatting parallel Laras.

"Yeah... Yeah, I'll eat first!"

"Later after papa eats, we talk."

"Okay, Pa."