BECOMING HONEY'S SISTER
A PLAN

I squirmed from under the blanket, evaporating several times until I realized that it was seven in the night. Seen from the clock on the wall. Next to me, Ilham was still asleep. It seems like he's really tired. Slowly I got up from the bed, trying not to make any noise, so that the Inspiration did not wake up. Actually I was a bit upset, why should I fall asleep, when before, after all was over and Ilham mas sleep, I want to run a mission. The big plan I hope works.

Before cleaning myself, I had to open a little window curtain apartment room. The dark sky of the capital city is now illuminated by lights from skyscrapers. Below, from the road still looks crowded vehicle passing. It seems like Jakarta has no death. From morning to night, full of people who are always on the move.

"Are they not tired of living like that?" I thought in my heart.

After taking a shower and tidying everything up, I immediately called Mbok Asih, asking for his help to tell Farid to pick me up because I did not memorize the way home. I also don't have Farid's number. I also deliberately asked for help mbok Asih so that later there will be no more misunderstandings.

I think the streets of Jakarta are very complicated. It is very difficult to remember, especially there are many tall buildings that seem to be a long street fence.

After giving a cue to Farid pick me up where, next I contact mbak Ayu. of course through Hp mas Ilham. Before doing this, I apologized while whispering several times to the owner of this gadget for the sassness I did today. But I argue that my intentions are good, this is an attempt to reunite them and I hope my efforts succeed.

[Of course mas, I'll be coming to course soon with everything you ask. I also miss you very much.] Replies from mbak Ayu, followed by heart emoticons..It seems right how happy she was to get a message, although fictitious from her husband.

After getting the answer from mbak Ayu. I hurried out of the apartment room, of course, after making sure all my tracks were no longer in the room. After that I still have to wait for Ayu's mother to come from the loby, in a hidden place. Again so that my actions are not caught.

An hour waiting, Ayu finally appeared as well. He wore a dark red robe, according to what was requested by a fake Ilham mas, aka me. After being sure that Ayu entered the room while waiting for a few minutes, then I left the apartment building. As long as I waited, Ayu did not come back out, meaning that Ilham received his presence.

Even though I am also his wife Ilham, I hope tonight will be the night of peace between my husband and madman. May this be a good start to bring back the seeds of love between the two. At least they did it for the kids.

Farid's waiting in the parking lot. In a rather hidden place like the one I asked for. As soon as I approached, he immediately nodded, then told me that he had seen Ayu's mother here.

"Mak Mila met Bu Ayu, didn't she? Madam Mila knew that there was also Bu Ayu here

?" Ask Farid.

"Yes, I know Ayu's mom is here," my jawbaku, short.

There may be a lot of questions in the driver's mind, but because he realized it was not his business, he finally did not dare to ask anything more.

***

"Your heart is truly amazing, Mil." praise me, looking deeply at me. "What do you expect from all this, after what Ayu did to you?" mother apparently already knows all the plans that I run to reunite mbak Ayu and mas Ilham.

"Hope that they unite. Indeed undergoing polygamy is not easy, but we have already started it, so it must continue to be lived until the end" I said

"What if Ayu stays unchanged? Don't you know how it is yet?"

"Bu .. why don't we think that Ayu's mother has changed?"

"Mom talks like that again. I told you, if I hear you talk like that, his heart must hurt a lot. After all, do you have no pity for your grandchildren?"

"When are you going to give me a grandchild?"

Suddenly my cheeks blushed as my mother questioned about the grandchildren. Remembering how we sang love. Ahh, I don't know when I can have descendants of Ilham if I only meet twice. But I do not want to take a headache, after all, mother only questions, not demands because at this time she already has five grandchildren from mbak Ayu. I think that's enough.

"Let's say, if you feel this marriage is unfair, you can demand Inspiration to be fair. You deserve the same ration of time as Ayu and his first wife are not entitled to prohibit, let alone this marriage at his will." said the mother.

Fair? To be honest, the polygamy we live with is still a lot of lack. For overnight rations there are still no clear rules considering every night is owned by Ayu, he always holds Ilham mas. But for now I am still patient waiting, I will not demand anything until our condition is good, especially mbak Ayu.

"That's lucky to actually have honey like you "Imbuh mother.

"I am so too Mom" I said .

"Why?"

"If Ayu didn't choose me as his honeymoon sister, maybe I wouldn't be Ilham's wife and wouldn't be his daughter-in-law."

"Hehehehe, this you," mother stroked the Plan of my Head.

***

It has been two days since Ayu and Ilham spent the night in the apartment. During that time, my children and my mother were in charge. Actually more mothers because the children, especially the big ones do not want to be close to me.

Ibed and Sabrina are the only ones I want to hold, the rest is the same. Stabbed me so raw that their grandmother had to remind me repeatedly that I was their mother too.

"Your attitude like that disappointed my grandmother. As long as you know, the one who asked Umi Mila here was your mother, no one. If you reject the Umi Mila, it is the same that you do not obey your mother!" firmly mom.

"Well, grandma?" hana asked, glancing at me.

"Did your grandmother ever lie to you?" Ask mom while looking at her grandson's face one by one.

"But Umi said ...." Hana seemed to doubt.

"Who ever lied to you? Your grandma or your umi?" ask mom again.