BECOMING HONEY'S SISTER
ANSWERS

"So, how's Mil?" Uni Dewi breaks the silence that arises due to the departure of the mother.

I don't really know what to answer. More precisely, not sure about living the household as a second wife. It's just that the shadow of Dad's face with such a heavy burden on his shoulders made me unable to retreat any longer. Moreover, Mbak Ayu and mas Ilham could not linger in Minang land because in addition to leaving his children, they also still have a lot of business to be resolved.

"They don't have much longer, Mil. So you have to make a decision immediately after his arrival." that's the message of the Goddess Union before the arrival of this couple.

"Well?" I glanced at Dad, hoping to get some help.

"Dad leave all these decisions to you, son. I believe, Mila will decide what's best." replied Dad.

Oh Allah .. I turned the tip of the veil, while the sweat dripped on my forehead even though the weather this afternoon was actually very cool.

Previously, Uni Dewi had given a complete biodata mas Ilham, including information about his wife and five children. It's just, I'm not interested in opening it because there was no desire to try before.

"Give me the answer, Mil." repeated the Goddess Union, asking for an answer from me.

Oh Allah .. I still twist the tip of the veil. "Well, Bismillah .. by surrendering to God, I hope this is the best decision. God willing, I accepted the proposal as a wife for the Inspiration. May God bless and make it a blessing to all of us." I said, in a stammered voice.

"God's Masya. Thank goodness." Uni Dewi and mbak Ayu took turns hugging me.

I guess, after giving an answer then the burden on my shoulders will feel lighter, it turns out it feels heavier, let alone a glimpse I see the figure of the mother who is still peering behind the curtains of the room. "I'm sorry Mila, ma'am" I said in my heart. God willing, this is the best thing for our family

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The atmosphere in the hut is now quiet after the departure of mbak Ayu, mas Ilham and Uni Dewi. Everyone locked their mouths, busy with their own thoughts. While the mother is still in bed, covering her face with a thin veil inedible age.

"Mother's mad at Mila?" I asked, sitting next to Mom.

No answer, I'm still in my original position.

"Mom?" I hugged Mom from behind. "I'm sorry Mila, ma'am." I didn't let go of that hug even though mom was a little distracted. "Mother crying?": a flash of clear hills flooded my cheeks as she turned around. "Mom .. is mom sad?" ask me again

"Do you care if you're sad?" mother asked, wiping her tears with a veil.

"Of course Mila cares, Mom. For Mila, Dad and Mom's happiness is everything."

"What's wrong, Mom? Sharia allows."

"His fault? You're gonna be made a second wife, Mil. Second wife! You realize that, anyway? God, somehow you have to face people later!" Mother's voice began to rise.

"Mom, I'm sorry Mila disappointed me, but .. how important are people's judgments to you? They're nobody, they don't even eat us. Why should we care when we do not violate the law. Unless Mila commits a grave sin, please be angry and people blaspheme Mila. After all, I saw for myself, mbak Ayu, his wife Ilham was also very open to Mila."

"What Mila said is right, ma'am. Let Mila live out what she's chosen." My father has now entered the room, because he heard a commotion between me and my mother.

"Dad too, why so defend Mila? Oh, I got it. Fathers are also tempted by the sweet promises they make. I was hoping to get some compensation from them but was willing to sacrifice my own daughter!" shouting mother.

"Astagfirullah, not so ma'am. I misunderstood." I tried to mediate so that there was no misunderstanding between Father and Mother. "This decision is entirely Mila made. Mila did expect some compensation from them, but Dad did not interfere at all let alone tell Mila. I know, after all, how dad. Despite bearing such a heavy burden, abstinence from taking off hands just like that. Mila who wants to work alone is banned by Dad because of the father's responsibility is so great." I tried to explain at length. It feels uncomfortable if you later leave the house leaving the incompatibility between mother and father. Which child can calm down after being the cause of his parents to fight.

"When that's Dad's daughter, Mom. I know how much father feels about our children and grandchildren. I expect nothing from anyone but happiness for my children. That's all, Mom." said Dad, then left the room.

"Sorry, Dad" I said in a soft voice. While Mom sat pensively on the floor while folding her hands together.

Life is really exhausting. Why is it so hard to give comfort to those we care about? In fact, not many of my prayers, just want father and mother comfortable in her old age. My son and nephew are fulfilled without having to burden father.

"Mom, I'm sorry Mila if it makes you disappointed. If mother is not Ridha, Mila will cancel the proposal now also because for Mila, mother happiness is everything. Mila just wants to give the best for all our family members and according to Mila this is the only way that Mila has. "

"By sacrificing your own happiness, Mil? You think mom and dad will calm down if you're not happy? Just like you, Mil. For us your happiness is everything."

"Bu .. is not necessarily what you imagine to be true. It is possible that Mila will be happy to be part of their family. Look how warm Ayu was. It is so open to our family. Seeing her attitude that made Mila sure, all the doubts were gone, Mom. Even Mila was truly grateful, moreover they promised to teach Mila a lot of things as well. Isn't that a right we should be grateful for?"

"How about Hasan? Didn't you say that you haven't forgotten him and it looks like he's irreplaceable in your heart, Mil?"

"Bus ... Now, for Mila, the most important thing is the happiness of our family. Everyone is happy, Mila will be happy. Please intend this marriage for worship, as a service Mila also to Father and Mother. Mila was also convinced, Bang Hasan God willing to understand what is happening now."

"O Allah Mil,":mother hugged me tightly while shedding tears. I who have worked hard to hold back tears so follow crying because I can not hold haru.

My happiness is not the main thing now. The most important thing is the happiness of the father, mother and children. After the departure of my eldest brother, I am now where they rest in old age. I want to give my best and I hope this marriage really brings us happiness in the world to the next.