Woman
Episode 7: The Kebangetan
A few days later the doctor had allowed Rahmat to go home and she had to keep doing the road treatment. Fira also always accompanied Grace with affection, in addition to doing her play as a good wife for her husband, she also had to act as the Mother of her children and as the Brother of a sister.
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Today a hijab-wearing woman is dressing up in her room, although not with thick make-up, she still looks beautiful and charming. Wearing a plain black hijab, paired with a long ivory-white dress with brown lace in the hands of the dress. Makes Fira really look beautiful.
“No need long dong make-up, we have to quickly down!” husband's orders. Fira frowning. "That's a pretty boy!" he continued smiling around his wife with a smile.
“What time does the show start? Sefti just had to go to a friend's house, Bun!” between his eldest daughter while knocking on the door of the room in a hurry, but there was no answer. “Mother, about the completion of what time?” his daughter continued by knocking harder.
“You are not very understanding! We will again make a prayer for the return of your father to the house, can't you shut up until the show is over!” replied Fira hurriedly opening the room door with a slight tinge of emotion.
“But, Mother! Sefti promised me tonight would come out with them! Yes, the promise must be fulfilled dong,” he said forcefully.
“You are so outrageous anyway!” he pulled the wheelchair and pushed out of the room.
The event began from ba’da maghrib and continued with prayers isya’ congregate in their home mosque until the event was completed at 10 pm. The eldest daughter of Fira looks restless and very clumsy.
When some of the existing guests had left the house, his eldest daughter followed farewell to Fira and quickly left the house with the expression of a face that looked very happy. It was as if all his burdens had been lifted already, out of the dull religious shackles for him.
Thanks to the healing of Mr. Grace, Fira's husband ended in frustration to the firstborn.
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This morning, after last night's event, Fira started her day again. The same days as when her husband had not been in a traffic accident.
Not felt, 3 more months will be exactly 16 months the husband had an accident. An accident that destroyed his white car and put him in a coma for almost 10 months.
However, this hope and desire is again being confused by his daughter who asks to be delivered faster to school. Even without breakfast first, he reasoned to be afraid of getting stuck or afraid of being late, which made Fira again have to be patient to face Sefti.
Since the husband returned home not even though his eldest daughter took breakfast together at the family table, this room has not been touched by the whole family for a year.
Fira was disappointed, she wanted everyone to gather at the dinner table to comfort her husband.
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That afternoon, Fira found a gold necklace in the bathroom, out of curiosity she picked it up and kept it in the drawer of the living room table. He thought of it, somehow it was in this place. It's clearly not his.
Dinner time arrived, all day Fira Sibuku take care of husband and the youngest. The eldest daughter, Sefti, looks unwell and seems confined to the room.
Starting to get nervous, Fira decided to look into the room.
“You are okay Sefti?” said Fira while uncovering a blanket of hot pink color that covers the skinny body of her child.
“No, Bun!”
"Keep why don't you eat downstairs?"
"It's okay!!!"
“That's the food you've put on your study table,” he said as he left his son and returned to the dining table.
“How about Sefti, he no longer has a fever ‘kan?” ask her husband a little worried when the wife returns to the dining table.
“Please, Yah .. Sefti just pretended. Haven ... Dad eat first.” Fira sat with a pouting face.
“Mother?”
“Hmmm?”
“Kok lately Sefti changed huh? It's like I don't know Sefti anymore.”
“The name is also teenager!” fira replied, firing her husband's side dish.
“What because of his association in School? I know Sefti is still class 3 smp, so rada is confused about the same association in sma now.”
“Return aja Sefti to sd, done ‘kan,” ketus Fira wiping the mouth of the youngest daughter.
“Why are you? How do you answer that?”
"Well, what's the wrong dad?" tanyanya saw the youngest, the youngest just laughed lightly.
"I'm not in the mood anymore, Sefti started to bummer. Being a teenager is not as hard to manage as he is."
“That's patient! We have to be patient parents and stay strong to educate our children,”.
“God willing, dad! God willing,” said Fira with a half-hearted face.
“Mother?” call Grace. “Mother is not alone, even with current limitations, I will still try to be a good husband and father for you and the children! In the wholeness of a family, communication is paramount,” her husband smiled.
“He is, whatever!” the answer is indifferent.
“You're a little bit of a bitch? How the hell is that?” ketus.
“Sorry dad! Kidding!” said Fira smiling while raising her eyebrows. With the lower lip bitten from the inside, a sign of restraint.
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The attitude of the eldest daughter who is increasingly becoming - so indeed makes Fira become arrogant and must be extra patient in dealing with this one teenager, wrong instead of being obedient can - he actually added to the opposition. Luckily the beloved husband is constantly encouraging and supportive in every decision Fira chooses.
Once, Sefti came home late and did not farewell while staying at his friend's house. Yesterday he was also found dismantling Fira's closet. I don't know what he's looking for?
“You why the hell? Mother wonder the same you?” said Fira when she saw her son looking ketus while watching TV while reading a magazine.
“Indeed if I said, why? Mommy knows that?” he said slowly while shaking his legs.
“Sefti!” his yell.
“Aaan anyway?”
“You are yes.”
“My necklace is gone! Huh huh? Satisfied?” he shouted while staring at Fira who was sitting next to him and was busy opening the internet on a Smartphone.
“Hey! Hey hey!!! Look Mother!" Anger began to rise, Sefti slammed the magazine as if reluctant to hear the voice of the Mother. "When did you become your friend, huh? You're not fucking insolent ya!” reproof Fira.
"I-i"
"Don't be your bad boy! Mommy doesn't like you as a ginu! If you are looking for something, find something. Say the right thing! It's not that stealthy!" concluded.
“Kalung ...,” Sefti said with volume one sound. Yeah, he knows that he can't win against you.
“What? Necklace?”
“Iya!”
“Oooh, necklace yes?” asked Fira while standing towards somewhere and opening a drawer in the living room.
“Iya!” sefti replied smiling doubtfully, while watching the mother who went the other way, leaving her for a moment in the living room.
“So that made you bete lately? It's not clear,” he said in a loud enough voice from a different room.
“Always looks yes?” said slowly.
“This!” brief Fira while extending a hand that grasps a necklace.
“Where are you?”
“Bathroom.”
“Thank you mom ..” he said running towards the room.
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