Tyranny Mother-in-Law

Niken Cured

"Good Morning!" Bima greeting everyone in the factory that existed at that time.

"Mas Bima's... Uh, good morning." Sahut Mas Pur was shocked.

"Good Morning." Seruni smiled widely welcoming the arrival of her eldest brother in the factory.

Last night Niken contacted Seruni to announce that Mas Bima will help Dewa and Seruni take care of the factory. Bima also promised to be able to divide the time between work and his family. Bima promised Bu Lusi, so that, her mother-in-law abandoned her intention to bring Niken and Laras back to Jakarta.

Bu Lusi eventually accompanied Niken and his family living in Yogyakarta.

"Are you ready, Mom?" Ask the God while greeting and hugging for a moment his brother while patting his eldest brother's shoulder.

"What's ready? You asked wrongly, Wa!" Mumam Bima's.

"Are you sure?"

The god repeated, asking his brother back.

"Yes." Yeah."

Bima chuckles.

Seruni who held her breath for fear that Bina was really angry, was finally able to smile in relief.

"Mas, did you quit your job?"

This time Seruni asked directly while sitting in front of Bima.

Bima put down the pen he was holding and turned towards Seruni.

"Yes. What was? Why are you in such shock, then?"

"No. I don't believe one hundred percent before, the same thing Miss Niken said. But, seeing this morning, Mas Bima came. I'm...."

"Don't you believe in Niken?"

"Not to the Nikennya. But, I'm not sure, Mas Bima will want to resign one hundred percent of the previous job, then work in the factory."

Bima smiled faintly at Seruni.

"Your mother, trying to convince me, that I would really be able to develop a factory that has been built with great difficulty by the Father." Bima's eyes stared around the room at that moment.

Then the two breathed almost simultaneously.

*

"Are you sure you want to walk alone?" Bu Lusi asked Niken while in the hospital.

"I'll try, Mom."

Niken locked her wheelchair, then slowly extended her legs, which she began to feel again.

Slowly one leg has been able to touch the cold floor of the hospital. Niken smiled as his senses were able to feel the coldness of the floor.

Niken held on to the elbow of the wheelchair, before lifting her own body, Niken let out a deep sigh, and in one breath, Niken grasped the grip of the wheelchair firmly.

"Hup!"

Niken managed to stand on his own.

Bu Lusi smiled when he saw his daughter was able to stand on her own.

Niken took a breath once more, reassuring herself that she could do it.

"If you still, doubtfully, you just sit down, first, son." Suggestions Bu Lusi when he saw Niken still standing while holding the wheelchair handle.

"No. Niken can, Mom!"

This time, Niken steadied himself, set both feet on the hospital floor, then slowly stretched the grip on the wheelchair handle. One hand began to fall off, and Niken began to slowly move her legs and release another grip on her wheelchair.

Niken could feel the coldness of the hospital floor, taking her hand off the handle slowly. Then step one by one foot. Step by step, Niken continued his steps to the end of the hospital corridor.

Niken turned.

"Mom.... Niken succeeded!"

Cheers Niken, back to walk slowly towards Bu Lusi.

From a distance Bu Lusi smiled as he wiped the tears that flowed because he was moved to see Niken who was finally able to walk back.

"Mom, look, can't Niken walk again?"

Bu Lusi immediately ran to meet Niken's body which began to look staggered because of fatigue.

"Yes. Mother look. You succeed. But now you rest first. Can't be tired."

Niken nodded.

"Mom, don't be angry again to Mas Bima huh. He's been trying hard for Niken's recovery. As long as Niken was here, she also always defended from her mother. Not infrequently the Father who finally broke up the quarrel between Mas Bima and Mother."

Say Niken on the way home. They use online taxis.

"Mom's just upset, why didn't you be that hard. Directly allow you to marry Bima."

"Mother regrets, Niken married Mas Bima?"

Niken asked as she held the back of her mother's hand.

"No, Son. I never regretted every choice. I'm just sad, you're treated like that. Though I know, you must never do strange. You always pass well to others. I just feel like you should get better treatment."

Bu Lusi patted the back of his daughter's hand.

*

"Well, Laras, how about Om Dewa?"

Niken was shocked when she opened the door that afternoon.

"Yes, Mother. Just be with me. I'll go to the factory later, help me get the order together."

"Yes, Ma. It was God who taught me to play guitar."

"Well, how about playing guitar? Aren't you tutoring the piano?"

"Bonus, Ma'am."

Niken chuckled at the God's reply.

"When do you play come home. We gather, as my thanksgiving feet have slowly recovered."

Say Niken while caressing the Barrel.

"Oyes, I can, here! Long time we don't gather together Ma'am."

"Yes." Yeah."

"Eh, I went first, yes Ma'am."

Pamit Dewa's.

"Thank you, O God." Shouted Laras with his tiny voice.

"Yes a pretty boy."

Barrels waved their hands

"So there's mbak mbak who talked to Om Dewa loh, Ma!" Tapping Barrels when Niken closes the door.

"Les there?"

"No idea. But, often comes the schedule Om Dewa ngajar."

"Beautiful?"

"Beauty Ma. Is that his girlfriend Om Dewa?"

"Hus.we asked the same person. Not good to guess. If I'm wrong, we're disappointed. Well, if we're really happy."

"Hehehe... Yes, Ma. When do we want a get-together?"

"Next week. Mama can be ready too. Mumpung Eyang Mama is still here, so I can help mama."

"Well, does Mom want to go again?" Ask Laras innocently.

"Yes. Mama, it's healed. So, Mom let's take a break."

Niken replied to Laras.

"Eyang Mama can't rest?" Laras Protest.

"Yeah, Mama's house is not here. Long time not occupied by his house. Later, if there's what's the same house?"

"Yes, Mama moved here." Soluble with ketus.

"Ye, crashing. No, dong! My mother, we have been here for a long time. We give our mother a chance to enjoy her home. Tomorrow if there is time off, we play to the house of mama in Jakarta. All together with Pakde Bagas' family."

Laras's face changed immediately upon hearing Niken's words.

"Really, Ma?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Promise, yeah. When we vacation to the house of mama in Jakarta."

Niken nodded.

The barrel shows its little finger to make an appointment.

Niken followed his daughter.

The barrel cheered, then knocked on Ms. Lusi's room door to tell her everything.

There was a giggling sound of Laras and Bu Lusi laughing in the room, making Niken smile small from the living room sofa.

Niken then reached for her phone to contact Bima.