BECOMING HONEY'S SISTER
ASK MOM'S PERMISSION

Mom's old face looked bright. While I was overwhelmed with a sense of dread. Whether to say or not. If I don't tell you that I'm getting married in two days, I'm afraid your mom will be disappointed. After all, he is my in-law. If I say, my mother has just poured out her hope to be taken care of by me in her old age.

"Mom, sorry Mila!" I cried, sobbing in my mother's lap. Confused what to say.

"Lho ... you know .. why this? Mother's daughter why cry? You mind taking care of Mom, Mil?" ask mom, rubbing my head slowly.

"Not Mak, Mila is always happy if given the opportunity to take care of her mother. Mila hopes to always be filial with mom. Forgive Mila ya Kak, because all this time the same lack of attention mother. Though bang Hasan had left his mother to Mila." I said, while holding his hand.

"Heheheh, it's okay Mil. To my mother, you are the best daughter-in-law. You are like your own mother's daughter who is always devoted to the same mother. Even my mother is embarrassed because it often troubles you. Don't get bored Mil if mom always bothers you."

Staring at the face of my mother's twilight, made my heart unbearable. Should have been, since the first mother also I made consideration. Now, is it too late? How do I tell my mom? It was heartless to say that Yumna and I would move to Jakarta after marrying Ilham. We will also be away from the woman who gave birth to the first man I love.

"Why Miles? You seem to be thinking of something. Is there something you want to say?" mother asked, looking into my eyes, making me nervous.

"If you don't know where to start. Mila's really sorry, Mom." I said.

"Sorry for what, son?"

"If Mila says, will you be angry?"

"What's Mil? It seems very serious."

"Mila .. will move to Jakarta."

"What's? To Jakarta? The capital of the opposite island, Mil?"

"Yes, ma'am."

"Oh Allah. But why Mil? Why would you want to go that far. What was? You want to wander? Didn't your father not allow you to work, let alone to that extent Mil? If you are experiencing financial constraints, especially for your needs and Yumna, just tell mom, Mil. We just sell this hut, there is no price, but the land is quite a mile. Enough for your capital to sell. Later if there is anything, mom is ready to help you Mil. The important thing is that you don't move. Especially that far. You can't get miles away from Yumna. He's the only Hasan's flesh blood you have."

"Mom," the clear grain returned to flow. I was really confused to explain everything. "I'm sorry Mila Mak, sorry."

"Not Mil, you're not wrong. You should educate Hasan even harder so that he can meet the needs of your life and Yumna left behind. Now you must be confused about what to do while Yumna has started to have expenses, especially if he is in school, surely the expenditure is more and more. But you are patient, Mil, believe me, there will be halal sustenance. Like my mother, after Abah Hasan, I have absolutely nothing, no place to complain. Mother tried alone. Thank God there is a way out of every problem. The important thing is that we keep trying and praying."

"Not that the problem is Mak, Mila to Jakarta not for work, but ...."

"But what's Mil?"

"Mak .. no matter what happens, Mila's promise is still mom's daughter-in-law."

"Of course Mil, even though Hasan is gone, you are still mother's daughter-in-law. The relationship between father-in-law and son-in-law will never end. That's what ustadz said. Forever can never be removed."

"Mom, two more days Mila's getting married again."

"What's Mil? You want to marry again? Oh, ja. Good Mil, did not you say from the beginning that you are looking for a replacement for Hasan. Mum is happy Mil, finally someone can treat your heart injury after the departure of Hasan. You can only pray that your soul mate can also be a good father replacing Hasan for Yumna, yes Mil." a pair of teary eyes. Although he forced a smile so that the bad taste that I felt could be lost, but I am sure the mother also save the sadness because soon the position of Hasan bang will be replaced.

Actually no one can replace the position of bang Hasan.for me he is the best man who occupies a special position in my heart. This marriage was done solely to help our family's economic problems.

"Not Mil. My mother is grateful. You are young, your life is long, you deserve to be happy too. By the way, when are you getting married?"

"Two days, Mommy."

"Who's with you, Mil?"

I began to tell about the application of Ilham mas delivered through the Union of Goddess. How it all started, the anxiety that I had felt until I finally decided to accept the proposal to overcome our problems.

"You seriously want to be a second wife, Mil? It's not as easy as you imagine." said the mother.

"God willing Mila is ready, Mother."

My mother showed a worried expression. "Being a young wife is not easy. You know the weight of the burden you bear. But think again, Mil. Mom can't bear it if you have to suffer later. Mum wants you to get happiness Mil, let alone you're young."

"God willing Mila is sure it will be fine, Mother."

"When are you going to Jakartanya?"

"After the agreement, tomorrow we will fly directly to Jakarta."

"Oh Allah .. is that fast?" Mom immediately turned to Yumna, without saying much, she grabbed Yumna who was sitting next to her while enjoying the crackers served by her. "That means we're going to split up? O Allah Yumna, my mother will truly miss you. Mother's days will definitely be very heavy" said Mumak.

"I'm sorry Mila, Mom."

"Mil .. Can't you stay here?"

"I'm sorry Mila Mak, but Ilham was living and working in Jakarta. It would feel heavy if it had to be repeated that far from Jakarta to Padang."

"Some time, Mil. Just this one year. My mom is not sure she will live much longer either. So you ask me, while you're still alive, stay here with Yumna so you can see you?"

"Mom, what did you say? Mom will be fine. My mother's age will be long. Mom will see Yumna grow up later. So you can't think that."

Mom shook her head. He began to cry, hugging the confused Yumna tightly.

"Don't separate Mom from her only granddaughter Mil. Mum doesn't forbid you from remarrying, but she's hard to get away from Yumna!" said mother while crying sobbing.

"Emak why? Yumna is not going anywhere, Yumna just lives in the house of grandparents. If Umi is not busy, Yumna will often play here to swipe mother" said Yumna, holding her hand.

"Mil, have mercy on this old mother." Mom cuddling. "Emak Promise Mil, will work again to help your family's economy."

"Mommy, don't talk like that. Mila would be very sad if my mom didn't let us go." I said.

Our cries broke, the three of us hugged each other. Trying to strengthen each other even though the heart is actually equally fragile.