BECOMING HONEY'S SISTER
YUMNA WAS CRYING

Since returning home. One of the house tasks I routinely do is ironing clothes. Like this afternoon, so that the clothes do not accumulate, then after drying everything immediately I lift, then just start ironing.

Just about to heat up the iron, suddenly from the outside was heard the sound of Yumna crying. Not usually he was like that, especially to roar with a loud enough voice to be heard into the house which is now quite large after being renovated by mbak Ayu.

"Na, why?" I'm coming to the front. There, there was a father, mother, union Siti and cousins Yumna was circling my daughter. "Yumna why? Why crying? Her voice was so loud, umi heard it from inside the house." I said, looking for answers.

Seeing my arrival, Yumna immediately scattered in an embrace. He held my arm so tightly.

"Name ... Umi ... Umi ... Mom didn't die from umi, did she? Umi was not banished with Abi Ilham, right? Umi's not a bad guy, is she? Umi won't take Abi Ilham from Sabrina's sister, will she? Is it umi?" asked Yumna in such a state. He was so hard to speak because his crying looked so bitter.

"Na, what the hell is Na talking about?" my many.

"Why does Yumna talk like that?" ask mother. It seems that everyone was shocked to hear Yumna's question so I had to give the mother a code to refrain, be patient so that Yumna could tell a quiet story without feeling depressed.

"Na .. want the same story?" my many. Yumna was silent, she was still crying. I persuaded him once more, offering to tell him alone in the room. Only then did he agree. That's why I took Yumna to the room, the other half couldn't come so Yumna would feel comfortable.

Apparently, earlier, after studying at TPA, there were some children who mocked Yumna. Not just an ordinary mockery. But from Yumna's story, I judged them to be outrageous. Accusing me of being the cause of her grandmother Yumna's death and also of being the woman who damaged other people's households until Ilham threw me back because I was considered a bad woman.

The accusations that have infuriated me. Moreover, what conveys to Yumna are small children whose age is only a few years adrift from Yumna. How could they say such a thing? I think it must have come from an adult. Shelf maybe a little kid can talk like that. But this is really outrageous. I don't like little kids having to talk about parents to their side.

Actually, I already know that in this village is used as a material ghibah. It's just that I'm disappointed, why involve a child? If they don't like me because of my second marriage, please just discuss me among adults without having to involve children who are still innocent like white paper. Children, if since childhood has been taught such things then it is not closed the possibility of growing up will be worse to become a bully.

"Who said such a thing to Yumna?" my many.

Yumna mentioned some names that I know quite well. The kids who used to teach me when I wasn't married.

"Then Na believes Umi like that?" I asked back. Yumna shook her head.

"Why should we cry then, son?"

"Na .. we cannot control everyone's thinking in judging us. Let them think that Umi. Most importantly Umi is not what they say. Umi will still try to be a good person even though many who judge umi is not good. Na should be so too. Must remain good even if they are not good with Na." I said.

It's actually uncomfortable to talk about this to a child. Things that haven't been deserved out of their mouth.

After calming Yumna down, I was originally about to iron back into the living room. But, just out of the room; father, mother and Uni Siti were already waiting at the door of the room. They want to know what really happened.

Father, mother and union Siti actually already know a small part of the cause of Yumna crying because there is Arum, Yumna's cousin who also taught with Yumna. He also listened to his friends mocking Yumna. Even Arum was also cast.

"They've been so outrageous. I'm going to talk about this with RT sir, to advise people not to gossip" said the father.

"Don't Dad, it's pointless. The name of the gossipmonger, today banned, tomorrow will be repeated again. It can even be more so. All we have to do is eliminate anything that would have been the subject of their gossip" said the mother, glancing at me.

"What Mom?" ask dad.

"Mil, when are you going back to Jakarta?" Mom turned to me. "Mother does not forbid you to linger here, only, you know, the people in our village still do not accept the name of the second wife. They still lack understanding and consider the second wife as a household destroyer. Especially with the state of our economy that changed drastically because of your second marriage. They think you've really destroyed your honeymoon household. Either because of jealousy or excessive fear so that you think everything you do is wrong to look for a gap to continue to demonize you. That's why my mom when you come home. The longer you're here for no reason, the more they'll suspect you're the no-no." explained mom.

Actually what the mother said was natural, it's just that I still can't understand the name of the ghibah let alone bring the innocent children.

"Later Mila will try to give an understanding so that this gossip stops" I said.

"Who do you want to explain to, Mil? Never mind, just go back to your husband's house. Mother's show is also over. It is also not good to linger with the husband. You'll soon have a baby Mila, don't let your household crumble " said the mother.

Mom kept arguing with me. Actually I can understand the attitude of the mother, she was very uncomfortable continued to be asked by the right left neighbor, why I still linger in the village. Plus there are those who continue to breathe unpleasant gossip.

Hold Mila, hold. Don't answer my mother's words anymore. Soon everything will stop. There will be no more rumors about you. I continued to strengthen myself even though actually my I had been very hot to hear the mother's original Nagging advice changed with a command loud enough for me to return.

Ahhh mother, the wound of my heart is still not healed. I can't pretend nothing happened and go back to that house. I still want to calm myself so that later it will not be a misstep.