EXILED IN THE FAMILY
The Mama's House

Dinda and Bima pray at dawn together, with Bima being the Imam and Dinda being the makmum. They pray at dawn on time, after the sound of the morning prayer reverberating, they sit on the prayer mat waiting for the adhan to be finished echoing, once the adhan has stopped in the head, they read the prayer after the adhan, they read the prayer, then after that they just do congregational prayers. They held a prayer mat on the side of the bed.

Dinda and Bima are indeed a young couple who are so devout in religion, good in their religious knowledge, so they do not want to be seen well and have the wealth to live in the world, they go through the days with what they are so simply. Because basically, the world is only temporary and the hereafter is forever. They prefer not to care about the words of those who consider them poor in property, it is okay for them. As long as they are not poor in faith and religious knowledge.

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''Mas, I said to Mama's house first, yes.'' Dinda said softly to her husband. Her appearance is neat with a robe and hijab that covers her head, a hijab with a width limited to the stomach. Flowers are still slumbering on the bed, deliberately Dinda and Bima did not wake the Flower, for fear of flowers whining want to follow her mama to the grandmother's house.

''You be careful, yes, Deck.'' Bima stroked the head of the wife who was covered in hijab.

''Yes, Mas.'' Dinda replied, nodding small. Dinda had eaten a little rice, because she needed a lot of energy to work later when she arrived at the mother's house. She also prepared breakfast for her husband and children.

''Later, if you feel tired, just rest for a while. Don't force your body too much, Dek. Later you will be sick, Bima said solemnly. Because usually if you have helped at his mother's house, Dinda likes to forget time.

''Yes, Mas. I'm leaving, yeah.'' Dinda took Bima's hand, then she kissed her lovingly. Bima also kissed the wife's forehead back. Before leaving, Dinda kissed the chubby cheeks of Flowers at a glance, because maybe later she will return home in the afternoon. And of course he felt homesick with Flowers because he had not met all day.

Dinda walked through the path, with a flashlight in his hand, as a lighting device because it was still dark outside, dimly lit. The homes are also closed. The morning air felt so cool and cold, but Dinda really enjoyed the trip. Counting the morning exercise. Her thought.

After walking quite a distance, Dinda finally arrived at her destination. Finally he arrived at the house where he was born and raised. Dinda smiled knotingly looking at the building in front of her, as it had been for over a month that she had not set foot in that house. I don't know, since the death of the father, Dinda was no longer eager to visit his parents' house. Because when he visited his parents' house, the mother always talked about his poverty, always demeaning Bima who only works as a seller of ketoprak and always compare himself with the brother who has been successful.

Dinda said hello and knocked on the door slowly. The porch lights are still on, like the people who are in the house are still sleeping, because Dinda has spoken greetings several times but never get an answer.

''Assalamu'allaikum, Ma ..'' this time Dinda yelled a little. Not long after that, there were footsteps approaching the door, and the door was opened from the inside, now Dinda could see the mother who was standing with her hair a little messy and yawned wide in front of her. My mom still wears sleeping pajamas.

''Mama just woke up?'' ask Dinda softly.

''Yes, Dinda. Mama is tired because last night Mama and Naira finished shopping. We shopped for Naira's proposal.'' Replied the mother while stretching her muscles.

''Mama will pray later. Come inside. You have to start working, in a pile of work waiting for yourself.'' The mother's heart ripped off.

''Yes, Ma.'' Dinda walked behind the mother, entering the house.

"That's, the chicken hasn't been washed, you're washing and unkep the chicken, yeah.'' Point the mother to the refrigerator as soon as they arrive in the kitchen.

''Yes, Ma.'' Dinda nodded small.

''Yes already then Mama wants to sleep again, very quick because.'' My mother walked out of the kitchen.

''Sholat first, Ma. It will be bright lights outside.'' Dinda spoke in a slightly high tone. As a child, it is appropriate that he commemorates the mother who was a little indifferent to the obligation, because her father had died, and because the mother was aged. Dinda was really afraid that her mother would get lost deeper by leaving prayer as an obligation.

''Basics, you are so smart! It's up to Mama, want to pray or else it's Mama's business.'' Mama with a hostile face.

Naira who was in the room was disturbed to hear a noise outside, she covered her ears with a pillow, so that her sleep was not disturbed.

''Astagfirullah ..'' Dinda stroked his chest, his chest felt tight to hear the mother's rebuttal.

After that Dinda began to do work one by one, all this time if there is another thanksgiving and event at the house of the mother, she is the cook and others. Dinda's cuisine is so delicious, it fits on the tongue. He was so good at concocting spices and cooking. Until by looking at the ingredients in the kitchen alone he knew what to cook today.

But unfortunately, during the event, Dinda's place was only in the kitchen and in the back, her job was only cooking, washing dishes and other work. He was not allowed to join his brother. Sometimes his brothers wear such nice couple outfits, which are bought directly by his mom. Dinda has never been part of it, she feels herself exiled in her own family.

When there was still the papa, his papa would always be his defender, his papa would always assume his there. But right now, no more members of his family really cared about him. Again, the economic situation is the benchmark. Who has a lot of money and property, then they are the ones who have the right to be respected and appreciated. Miris. In fact, Dinda's small family is not very poor, if calculated their savings, may have been able to renovate the house and build a shophouse. But he and Bima still need to increase their savings so that someday they can immediately build a large shophouse.

Seriate.