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Arguing With Besan

The news of Rahma's pregnancy has been heard to the ears of Nely and Ilyas. One afternoon, the two parents immediately came to see his daughter who was rumored to be seriously drunk, to the point of no longer being able to move as usual.

“To his side, Son?” nely asked his son, who was lying weakly in bed. There were only the two of them in the room because Ilyas was making his own event with Abah Haikal in the large library on the third floor of this house.

Rahma nodded with pale lips.

“Where is Yudha?” ask Nely again.

“Work, Mom. It's a normal day.”

“He should have accompanied you here. You are pregnant with her child again. People who are pregnant usually want to be spoiled by their husbands. Not just leave you constantly. Not to mention your time that must be divided in two,” he said like a man who was grumbling. “Today where is the ration?” tanyanya.

“Here ... later afternoon also home.”

“It should have been Vita giving up a little. As long as you are drunk, just let Yudha be more here for your sake. After all, if she was pregnant, she would change, right?” sela Nely's. “Let me talk to your in-laws later.”

Rahma shook her head, she felt objected to her mother's decision which could further make her household increasingly runnier. “Do not do that, Mom. Vita gave up a lot. Please don't talk to Umi Ros. Rahma is afraid that Umi Ros is getting different from Rahma.”

But hearing this news made Nely a little angry. “Different how?” tanyanya was very curious.

“Let this be Rahma's business, Mom. This is Rahma.” household

“If they mess with you, mending you go home. Anyway our house is almost done.” Nely stood up and took his bag. “You've eaten yet?”

“Not yet. Rahma not good to eat.”

“It's noon, huh, son? What time do you want to eat? Your baby needs nutrition,” Nely said inexhaustibly. “Request food you like. Don't just shut up. If you don't want to eat like this, you can starve.”

“Rahma nausea smelled all the smell of food,” replied Rahma increasingly shriveled. “Where are you going?” he asked when he saw his mother walking out.

“You are here, I want to find food for you,” Nely replied and then closed the door. Coinciding with that, he crossed paths with Umi Ros and did not know when he was there.

“Eh, Jeng?” nely said somewhat surprised, but soon able to normalize the look of his face back. “Can we talk, Jeng?”

“What's up, Bu Nely?”  ermi Ros smiled.

“It's about our children.”

“Ya please, Bu.”

The two headed to the seat that was on the first floor. Deliberately sit there because that's where he thinks he's most comfortable.

In a facing position, Nely's mother immediately started the conversation. “Begini, Jeng. My son is pregnant. If I could ask your help to better watch over my daughter. He needs more attention. Sorry before if my son was a bit spoiled, because he was an only child. Very dear to his Dad.”

“Vita is also an only child, but unfortunately, she is not spoiled and quite independent,” timbal Umi Ros makes Nely shocked.

“Eh, different, Jeng. My son is a city boy. Vita the village. Lagian Vita is not pregnant. If you are pregnant, she will demand the same.”

“What are the concerns, Miss Nely? Pregnant people are like that, nausea, vomiting, dizziness. Almost all pregnant women experience it. I love my daughter-in-law. Both of them. But I couldn't wait for them twenty-four hours either. I also have a lot of work to take care of,” replied Umi Ros slowly and patiently.

“Ya—at least Yudha can be at home first to accompany Rahma as long as she is drunk, can it be Jeng?”

“Yudha it has a job. There was one effort he had to take care of his survival. Yudha is not only supporting Rahma or Vita. But the backbone of all of us. Then if he keeps at home, how does he meet us?”

“Then, how about Vita succumb first to for some time this,” Nely said again really urged him. “Until Rahma goes through her hard times.”

“Vita has been giving up a lot during this time, Loh Bu,” stressed Umi Ros with eyes that are a little behind. He also moved his hand to join his speech. “He was up to move out of this house for Rahma's sake. He lives in Alif's new house. Alone he was there with inadequate facilities. Now, I ask Yudha to fully stay here. Where's Mother Nely's heart?”

“This is only for a while. Until Rahma's normal state returns,” said Nely did not want to lose. “She's pregnant with our granddaughter, Jeng. First grandchild anyway.”

Ros instantly interrupts, “Iya, if Vita is not pregnant as well. We haven't even heard of it in the last two months of her marriage. It could be that she was already pregnant first and even bigger in age. What if it's true?” Umi Ros held her already irregular breath. His blood began to rise even though he was still within the limits of his patience.

“Should we sacrifice others to fulfill our own happiness? Rahma was pregnant. Not paralyzed. He can still move here and there. What other care did Nely's mother ask for? I have paid enough attention to it every day, Mom ..”

“If Vita does not report anything, still silent, it means not yet. It could be that he was delaying or less fertile than my son,” Nely said haphazardly and suddenly stood up. “Yes already, if Jeng Ros does not want to think with me, I better take my son home. After all our house is also almost finished in the renovation.”

“Bu Nely, please don't misunderstand. Don't be too short to capture my opinion,” said Umi Ros unkindly.

Nely's face completely turned red. Umi Ros even shook her head as the woman walked out from before him and said goodbye in a voice that sounded a bit faint.

This is not true, Umi Ros thought at the time. Parents should not follow the household affairs of their children because it will only add complexity.

Without permission from Yudha—siang, Rahma was also brought home by her family. Although Abah and Umi Ros have apologized and asked him to make peace; in order for Rahma to remain here and try to participate in the care of her daughter as they requested, Nely and Ilyas remain in her position. Bringing his daughter home.

“What are our sins, yes, Bah?” asked Umi Ros to her husband who was still astonished and inexhaustible with his irony. “Why do we have something like this. It used to look like they were okay.”

“Change don't know, Mi. Maybe it's a test for us. Not always we are tested with a good life, there must be times when we get a problem or pain. The goal is none other than for the kaffarah, which is to atone for our sins,” Abah replied. Then add, “If we are patient ..”

“May our son always patiently face the trials that befall him, yes, Bah.”

Abah nodded. Embrace his wife and whisper a tranquilizing sentence so that his wife remains patient in facing all the trials that befall them.

Really, fighting with a besan is a serious problem. Because they will still need each other in the future. If their relationship is not good, it can certainly hamper many things in the future.

The night at that time. Yudha and Alif had just arrived home. But when Yudha came in, she did not find Rahma who used to welcome her. Do not want to be in the midst of curiosity, then Yudha immediately asked, “Rahma where, Mi? Still sore?”

“Rahma ... This afternoon she was taken home with her mother,” Umi said in reply.

“Go back?” yudha's forehead immediately wrinkled.

“Yes, there is a bit of a real problem. Umi will tell me. But after you shower later.”

What the hell is this? Yudha wondered. He only found the answer after cleaning himself up. He told me everything in detail this afternoon. About the arrival of Nely's mother and her request for (to) her husband to pay more attention to his daughter because she was pregnant at a young age and needed even more strict care.

“Yudha explained first, Yudha is no longer alone now, Yudha has another wife. But Nely's mother does seem to care less,” Yudha said after a while.

Umi contact connect. “That's what surprised us this afternoon, son. Frankly, we are disappointed with their attitude. They do look very exaggerated once.”

Whether they change or indeed their true nature is so, thought Yudha. But apparently the attitude of in-laws who are not good is also quite a stumbling block. Though from Rahma herself, it does not seem so problematic. Their relationship is always okay.

“How is it if our besan is still angry Abah?” tanya Umi asked for an opinion.

“Ya let it go. We apologized first. Later if you need to be sure they come themselves to us,” replied Abah did not want to bother about this further.

***

One by one the problems are over. Problems that might come again either time— and Yudha has prepared themselves to face all those possibilities.

Now it is Yudha's turn to his first wife who three days ago he lives in a state that is still not cheerful as usual due to his quarrel.

The night was very quiet even though the clock still showed at eight o'clock at night.

Yudha deliberately walked on foot to surprise his wife. Right in front of the house, he found Vita sitting alone—sang in his hand there is a pen. Not wrong again, the woman was writing with smiling lips to show her sweet dimples.

“What's up?” tanya Yudha made Vita somewhat flinched.

“Izh! Shocked to know!” he struck his book into Yudha's body.

“Assalamualaikum, my wife.”

“Waalaikumsalam,” replied Vita kissed her husband's hand.

“Try showing, what you are writing,” pinta Yudha.

“Just write cooking recipes. Read it on internet.” Vita showed me the book. “I again like to learn to cook new menus to add my activities at home.”

Yudha pulled out a chair and sat down next to him. He stared in awe at his wife who had somehow since looked somewhat different. More full and more adorable looking. His skin also gradually whitened because it never again heated up in direct sunlight. Just like he used to do at his house; in that damned magical village.

“Call it.”

“What's right, Mas Yudha?” ask Vita. “By the way don't be half-half.”

“More fattening.”

Vita looked down for a moment, then smiled and straightened her head again. Justifying the words of Yudha. “Yes, because I like to cook, so I like to eat. But rarely sports.”

“Why rarely exercise?” asked Yudha smiling. “Now that time can add to your activities at home.”

“I'm lazy to exercise myself.”

“You want me to join sport?” yudha said with another intention.

“Mas Yudha flirty!” again he smacked his book in shame.

In an instant, the man brought his body into the room. Kidding each other, teasing each other until it ends at the union in question ‘sports’.

A few tens of minutes passed. Both have finished doing the demands of nature that always make them become opium. Never get tired of them doing the game because each always has a way to satisfy his partner.

Yudha can mark each of the habits of his two wives. With Vita who always resigned what he did and always he started. Then with Rahma who likes to shy tease him but make him finally provoked later.

“You've always been forced. Not so good,” said Yudha with a heavy breath. Even with Vita who feels the same way.

“I'm just tired,” replied Vita of origin.

“I'm only three days here. What if you miss me?”

“I'm fine. I won't ask.”

“Did you really not miss me if I had been gone?”

“For what I miss people who don't miss me.”

“Always you speculate yourself,” said Yudha inexhaustibly. “Throw away that prejudice that is not bad in your mind. So as not to torture. Don't be too sensitive.”

“Mas Yudha is also sensitive.”

Yudha smiled. Vita never wants to lose the talk. Rather than argue, Yudha immediately switched to another topic. “Oh, yes. Tomorrow move to Umi's house again, yes.”

“Moving?” ask Vita with a frown. “Why should I move?”

“Rahma is home. The house is almost finished in the renovation yesterday,” Yudha said again without wanting to explain the cause. “Move there, yes. Don't be here alone. It feels like we're throwing you away. In fact, you are the one who asked to move by yourself.”

“Maybe I'm on my own too often, so I feel comfortable like this, Mas.”

“This time alone you do not argue with me,” Yudha said so pleading. “Umi asks you to stay there, she loves you very much.”

‘Only Umi right, Mas, not you? You're not holding me back for that. I like that you seduce me. But you didn't do it, Vita's inner’ was slashed.

‘I've told you I'll be gone forever. I don't want to live with a husband who doesn't love me. I can't share with any woman.’

***

To be continued.