Behind my In-laws silence
Chapter 6 the departure of Mas Raka
In the middle of the chat mom and Mas Raka were so serious.
"Your friend, what are you doing?"
My first child's question made me stick my fingers on the lips, of course he understood a little to not dare to ask again.
Farhan went from before me, to where. I looked towards Mas Raka and mother. It's not in place.
"Where are they? From then on, they were talking seriously.
Sipping my breath, there was a curiosity about the chatter of mother and Mas Raka that I never completely heard.
The clock has shown at 21:00, where Mas Raka is still with his phone. I don't know why every day Mas Raka is never far from his cell phone.
Is there anything as special about his phone? Sometimes he ignored my words.
But if there is such a special thing why does his face always look so grim?
"Bah."
On the left, looking at Mas Raka who had not slept, made him answer my call.
"Yes, why mah?"
"The father does not miss the same mamah, every day holds a mulu cell phone!"
I tried to tempt my husband. Hope Mas Raka is sensitive to my words.
"Even take care of work, so do not have time to miss the same mamah!"
"But?
Mas Raka put down his cell phone, he broke down the body. At first glance he kissed my forehead and just fell asleep.
"That?"
Mas Raka ignored my call, as if avoiding all the questions I was about to say. Why are you different like this?
Though I planned to sign with Mas Raka and would not stay with mother. There are too many misunderstandings going on.
I tried to break down my body, even though my heart felt pain with Mas Raka who always ignored me.
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One week my husband was at home, it was time for him to go back to work. Mas Raka said goodbye to mother, father and also me. Not forgetting to hug her baby.
My husband's back is no longer visible, I started to enter the house.
Dreet .....
The phone rang, where I rushed into the room, looking for a cell phone. Which from earlier sounded.
When I look at the phone screen. It was a call from Ka Indah.
Immediately I lifted up and slightly moved away from before my in-laws.
"What's up, ka?" ask when you receive a phone call.
"When you come here, de," said Ka Indah in a soft tone, sounding from her voice beautiful like crying.
"Sir, I am still at the house of in-laws and it just so happens that Mas Raka went to work out of town" I replied to Kak Indah.
"What's not wrong Raka your husband is working," there was a voice of sister Indah who sounded shocked.
Kak Indah is indeed the type of person who is always surprised by someone's changes. He sometimes hurts me a little.
Although sometimes I try not to respond to the ledekanya. I'd rather be quiet than fight, and fight.
"Sister mean?" my question, a little upset.
"Yes, he's usually a slacker!" replied Kak Indah jutek.
"What's up, huh? if you need me, just talk to me directly. No need to prank my husband," I said to Kak Indah.
"Dad, yeah. Excuse me. Brother divorced with Mas Danu, he was caught cheating!" replied Beautifully with a disappointed tone.
"What's right, brother?" I still can't believe what my brother said.
Exquisite crying in the phone so loud, her heart may be sick because of betrayal from her husband.
"Yes, brother, I'll come there. But I was allowed to be my in-laws." I said, trying to calm my feet.
Although sometimes I am upset with the brother, but I still have to respect him, because he is my only family.
"Pocket yes, de," replied Kak Indah.
Looks like mom is relaxing, with a magazine that she always reads.
When approaching mom ...,
"Mom."
Mom looked at my face.
"M."
" Anna wants permission to go home to the late Ana's parents first," I said to the mother who was sitting on the front porch of the house.
"Em."
I don't know if mom allows it or not, but mom's answer is just a thud.
"Mother permits Ana to go?"
"Md. Aye!"
After the mother said yes, I rushed to pack my clothes, and also the clothes of my children. So much stuff I brought. Because my three children are all coming.
I passed every house in the village, which still had rooms, but many mothers were chatting on the front porch of Sumyati's house.
Passing through those who are gathering.
Sounded in these ears, they called my name, though it sounded slow.
Honestly, my lips are itching to feel like they're sticking up for their words.
However, I tried to ignore their conversation, about myself, while walking with the children.
One of my mother-in-law's neighbors, is now calling my name.
"Eh, Ana, where are you going? Bring a big bag," said Bu Nunik who was gathering with the mothers.
"Definitely kicked out, like to help the in-laws money anyway." Sindir Bu Nunik, with the laughter of all the neighbors.
Trying to stroke the chest, resisting the blaring anger in the soul.
What they said, made the blood rise instantly. It's nice they say, ah if in free opponents even so stormy later.
I just smiled and took a quick glance, and walked back.
"Mom, are they so nosy?" ask Farhan and Radit.
"Just let it go, neighbor!" reply cetus.
"Where there is a mouth, which there is a full prison. Si Ana diem-diem bae." said Bu Tuti while shaking her waist, I looked at him only head bobbles.
"Mom-mother, she's just hitchhiking in-laws." laughter echoed in my ears. Does not feel clear bulir begin to fall on the temples of the eyes.
The kids and I walked faster.
But, unlike Farhan my first son.
He ran towards the mothers who were gathering while saying." Uh mothers, I can't swear, your mouths are in bee stings. Maen accused my mother of all. That slander is his name. Old man but no adab."
I immediately pulled up Farhan's ladder, which faced off against the mothers. The mothers' eyes rounded for a moment as I pulled Farhan's arm.
Fortunately there was an angkot, we immediately climbed the angkot. Stay away from the tantrums of mothers.
"Well, why the hell. Just shut up and teach them a lesson."
I stroked Farhan's head, "not good. Let them speak as they please. Just don't us."
"Mommy's not cool."
Sometimes this heart also wants to reciprocate like what children talk about. But not in a way to reply rough but in a subtle way.
After arriving at the place of Ka Indah. Where this house is a silent witness to my happiness and my late mother.
It looks like my sister is waiting for me with her anxious face.
"Sweetie."
After coming down from the angkot, We hugged each other, a sense of pleasure as if enveloping that day.
"So, thank you for coming when you're sad like this."
"Have you not to worry, I will always be next to my beautiful sister."