FORCED CHEATING
291THE TIME OF STRUGGLE
A heavy night for Mirza, time showed almost one in the early hours of the morning but both eyes could not be closed. Irregular breaths with a tangled mind glare as if to fill the ceiling of the room makes it even more crowded. The uneasiness disturbed Via beside him who was originally slumbering in a dream. Some time Via notice the sad look that rests on the headboard of their bed.
“Mas,” inching closer to husband. “Mind mom yes?”
Get a little surprised because Via awake, “Hmm.”
Mirza has indeed explained the condition of Bu Een on Via as he knows from Om Jaka. The burden of the mind is certainly not only Mirza's, but also Via. It's just that Mirza's burden is increasing due to deep regret.
Via trying to encourage her husband, “patience yes, Mas. We pray for the best, right the doctor says mom can definitely recover again.”
Grab Via into his chest, “Iya, Darling.” Kiss the head of the wife, “thank you yes, you are the source of power Mas.”
“Ya already, now Mas sleep yes. tomorrow we both look at mother.” Say it after a while.
“Iya, Darling. But Mas wants to sleep while curling you,”
Without answering, just hugged with a smile.
Not how long Mirza fix his position “But pegel also yes long if you sleep while sitting kayak gini, can-can waist Mas encok,”.
“She said while hugging?” looking up at the husband's face.
“Yes but not like this also his sleep times,” slumped his body bringing Via still into his embrace.
In the warm breath and the heart beat in harmony, the two began to be lulled into the dreamland until a few hours later the dawn adhan woke them up.
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Busyness has been seen in the kitchen of Miss Harni's house. Riri was assisted by three neighbors who are now his catering employees almost completed all the cooking menu.
“Ri, I want to go to Tia's house first yes,” say Bu Harni who has been groomed and tidy.
“You why Bu early in the morning?”
“Just because it is still morning they have not been to the store, I want to ask Arya anterin mother to the house Via.”
“Yeah, mom why not use ojek anyway? Mas Arya also bothered times!”
“Sok knows you ah, the nanya also not.”
“Yes if you want to stay on the phone, why use datengin to his home?” Riri kelp also long.
“Kalo mom dateng there si Arya would not feel good to say can not.”
“Ck, this mom is really cool with people anyway!” clucking sabal. “Nih, call aja!” he pulled his phone out of his pocket.
“Mother call herself!” go back to his room to get his own cell phone.
Riri looked at her indifferently then returned to her activity of weighing the flour to make some complementary cakes. Hose not how long Bu Harni out of the room.
“Arya has left he said he was told by Bu Elin to shop for cake for seminar orders at the hotel,” said annoyed while throwing himself in the kitchen chair.
“Well, thankfully mom hasn't been there.”
“Si Arya too, should have said the same mother if you want to go to town, can go together,” grumbles unclear.
“Yes already, I just walk to the post ojek in front. Surely there is already a catch clock like this.”
“Hem,”
“Makanya Bu si Riri same marriage cepet Toni, let me if everywhere is delicious,” chirped the neighbor who had just listened.
“Benur tuh, Mom. there is a nganterin if you want to go-go. Aye right?” The other timpal.
“Iya, my ghost kayak. Really nurut his people, told anything also want.”
“Enak ya have a son-in-law who is home, so there is a dandelin?”
“Iya, right.”
“Eh, these mothers on what the hell are you talking about? Toni's people have stopped, how does the story want to be married to Riri?” Miss Harni nyolot.
“Ya that's because Bu Harni too, too picky to be a person!” say the neighbor who immediately approved the other.
“Udah so every day revisited continue to be the same Miss Harni, yes run away for a long time.”
“Yes, money is it now?”
“Tau it's Toni mending me so my future daughter-in-law aja!”
“At a very bad lemes your mouth? Still want to work here, right?” staring at the one-on-one neighbor who was directly on the diem. “Ri, mom go now!” His exclamation to Riri in an annoyed tone.
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The aroma of fried rice served by Jumilah makes Via ggas towards the dining room followed by Mirza. They are neat, after breakfast, they will immediately visit Ms. Een.
“Udah mateng aja, Jum?” greet Via on Friday who is pouring tea.
“Udah dong, Ma'am. Kan Njum tau Mas Mirza same Ma'am Via would want to go today?”
Look at each other with her husband, “kok know the heck, Mas?”
“Have the sixth sense of the Friday,” sat down to take the plate that Jumilah had prepared.
Friday just grin, “Ya already, met breakfast yes Mas, Mbak. Njum want to shower first.”
“Still yes, Jum,” says Via.
“Siip,” raises his right thumb. “Oya, Inces safe right, Ma'am?”
“Aman, he sleeps again abis drinking milk. I also took a shower.”
Come immediately to his room. Via and Mirza enjoyed breakfast until then Via's phone vibrated, one message coming in.
“Bang Hotman,” says Via opening a message and read it immediately.
“His lawyer's mother?”
Nodding, “dia asks to meet this afternoon. Mas Mirza can, right?”
“Set the time, Darling.”
Via immediately type reply message, “hours one afternoon, how?”
“By, all while having lunch aja.”
“Ok.”
They also continued breakfast, Jumilah cuisine is quite endol. Emang jobdes si Jumilah actually just help momong Nala, but he also does not hesitate cooking nyambi and some houses. That's all Friday practice on self-initiative not because told Via. He was self-conscious if he became a handyman child momong is still 5 months old that is a lot of his idle time, besides that Nala is also his son's henchman. So Jumilah not picky work, everything he brushes. Via is also not stingy make Jumilah at home. Yes, although sometimes Jumilah likes sulking is not clear, but it can still be controlled. Understand the name is also acute singles already want to marry but belom has a candidate, hehee…
Tung ting!
One time the bell from the front. Via had not been able to wake up, Jumilah had gone out of the room.
“Let Njum alone open,” he said still wearing a towel wrapped around his head.
Tung ting!
“Iya, briefly.. !” walk quickly to the living room.
“So much she took her bath? “ wonder Via.
“Mask his head aja times,” Mirza nyengir.
Via tidying up breakfast used plates.
“Wah, it turns madam?” exclaim Jumilah from the living room make Via and Mirza look at each other, who is called Jumilah with the name madam?
“Mbak Via, Mas Mirza, no Madam!” the second time the cry made Via gushed approached followed by Mirza.
“Mother?” Via surprise arrival of Bu Harni.
“Let's go madam, don't stand aja.” Take Jumilah.
“You are from earlier madam madam continues. Am I a fireman?” Miss Harni is also the same with Jumilah.
“Madam it's an honor call, meaning mistress, Bu.” Sahut Jumilah explained.
“Enough mom, no madam madam. Gatel my ears with him!”
“OK. Ready, madam mom.”
sahut Jumilah then immediately entered to tidy the dining table.
Bu Harni already want to nag, fortunately to be invited by Via sitting. Si Jumilah actually made Bu Harni gemes.
“You guys are already on tidy, want to go ya?”
Ask Bu Harni after breaking up with his son and daughter-in-law.
“Iya, we want to see mom, said Mirza.
“You're also coming, Vi?” looking at Via beside him.
“Iya, I also want to know the state of his mother Mas Mirza, Bu.”
Installing a sour look, “ada dateng mom even left anyway? I miss you, same Nala.”
“Nala not invited, Bu.”
“You must be long gone, keep nala crying how?” start looking for excuses so Via doesn't leave.
“And there's Friday, Bu.”
“Ya still if not the same mother certainly will not be kerasan long left.”
"Nala is used to being left with Jumilah. After lunch I also went home."
“Tuh right, long time? Do not habitually leave the same babysitter, Vi. ntar your child is not obedient to you, even the same nurutnya babysitter. Like in those movies.”
Mirza understood where the direction of his father-in-law, he did not want to linger listening to the mother and child objection. “Yes, you're home, baby. Not good too, when there is a mother has come all the way, early in the morning you stay in.” Mirza mediates.
“But, Mas –“
“Tell said your husband!” cut Bu Harni's spirit.
“Keep together Bang Hotman how?”
“Mas meet yourself no papa, you just give the number yes. let Mas contact him later.”
Nodding resigned, “Ya already yes.”
Ms. Harni was relieved, her attempt to block Via's departure was successful. He sat holding his smile in his heart while Via drove Mirza forward with a grim face.
“Lagian yesterday I did not say if today I want to come here,” grumbled Via a little upset.
“Ya his name is kangen?” looking straight at the wife, then menjwil chin Via with a ignorant smile. “Udah ah, do not frown so, tomorrow will still be able to see mother.”
With a heavy heart forced Via to let go of the husband, Bu Harni looked forward. The son-in-law's car is out of the yard.
“Vi, here,” call Bu Harni.
“What do you want me to make you drink? Hot or cold?” tanya Via approached.
“Drink later aj” pull arm Via immediately sitting next to him. “Mother wants to talk important.”
Frowning in wonder for the sake of seeing the look of the mother who is very serious. “What's the matter, Bu?”
“You don't need to see your in-laws. Why? Let it be Mirza. Your job is to take care of Nala at home.”
“Kok Mom said that anyway? I would like to know the development of Mas Mirza's mother, and it is my duty as a daughter-in-law to show my attention. Also Mirza needs support from me.”
“You forgot yes, gimama your mother-in-law treated you all this time?” staring intently.
Silently, Via understands what Bu Harni means.
“Good Udah she lives in a mental hospital. Don't bother taking care of your in-laws. Let him stay there forever. Because it is the most appropriate for him!”
“Thus your household is equally safe Mirza, no one is noisy anymore, no more intruders.”
“Mom should know, everything that makes Mas Mirza sad, it will make me sad Bu.”
“Halah, you're too good to be hurt!” upset Miss Harni. “That's yes, if your husband doesn't rush to go see his crazy mother, I want to talk him to maghrib!”
“Bu, please do not call his mother Mirza mas with that designation,” Via reminded.
“Let's go, the truth is that Endang is crazy! Ge - i - el - a, crazy!” Miss Harni ngeyel.
“Bu, I beg –“ to grab the hand of the Mother. “Do not make the heart of Mas Mirza more sad to hear it.”
Melengos indifferently, “long-time he will also get used to and can accept the fate of his crazy mother!”
Via prefers to budge, he knows his mother like that because he was very sick with all his iron equipment so far. But that does not mean that his harsh words are justified, because it will greatly hurt Mirza.
“Eh, where are you going? Mother not finished.” Prevent Bu Harni from seeing Via rise.
“What do you want to say?” try patience.
“Yes just now, remember well! Don't let you bother taking care of your crazy in-laws!” Bu Harni's birthday is full of emphasis.
“My household has only recently improved, Mom." sit back, "please don't behave like her mother Mas Mirza, too meddle in our household affairs,” look Via full of requests.
“This is all also for you, Via!” Bu Harni's voice slightly raised, making Jumilah who was in the next room to sneak around the kepo, is there anything like there is something exciting in the living room?
“If necessary, we doain your mother-in-law is dead!”
“Bu –“
“That's much better, because if he recovers he will definitely make a riot again.” So Bu Harni did not care about the tears that had been pooled in the two clear net fertilizers Via.
“Widih, madam serem mother also yes, doain mak attach dead?” Friday grumbled to hear the words of Miss Harni. “But it seems like it is also what is said madam mother, grandmother attach emang biyang rusuh. So Njum aminin nih prayer mother madam ya?” withdrawing from his reconnaissance to think for a moment.
“Do you need to mention one by one the crimes of your mother-in-law so you realize how durable she has been with you when you have always been good with her?” sindir Bu Harni's.
“No need Bu –“
“Perhaps you forgot,” cut speech Via. “Of all the humiliation she's done, what sickens me the most is when she brings another woman into your household as a third party on purpose to get you and Mirza divorced! You're not hurt by all that? even though your husband also openly admitted that he had slept with the woman!”
"Mom, enough,” is no longer able to withstand the rate of melting warm grains that wet his cheeks.
Spontaneous Friday covered his mouth with his own palm, amazed by the words of Bu Harni. it turns out that Mas Mirza never cheated? The Jumilah's mind doesn't believe
“Because again, the cursed woman is pregnant ngaku your husband's child and your in-laws even welcome him joy. Even when he knew the child in the womb of the lecherous woman was not Mirza's child, he did not care. He's still trying to get you divorced from Mirza!”
“I said enough, Mom. Please don't continue,” the more intense the tears Via. “Mom don't have to scrape old wounds, I buried them deep. Me and Mas Mirza have agreed to forget that and make it a valuable lesson in our household.”
“hatimu is too good, Ma'am,” Friday so mellow, he saw the face of Via wet from behind his hiding behind the divider living room and living room. “Kalo so the grandmother attached mending injected dead aja time ya?”
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Such a grand palace feels lonely to Mr. Alatas. He felt something was missing from every corner there. He slowly breathed in air to fill his lung cavity. From the balcony of his room lay a beautiful garden view full of plants and various colors of flowers.
“Excuse me, Sir,” Gerald's voice surprised him a little. “I just remind, in the afternoon there is a meeting with the board of directors,” continued Gerald.
“Please reschedule, I don't want to be disturbed.” Mr. Alatas without looking.
“Sorry, Sir. But this is already the second time you cancel it.”
“Do anyone mind?” turning with a cold face, “Tell them to make a resignation letter.” Stepping past Gerald out of the room.
Gerald immediately tailed, raped the cellphone from his suit pocket. Gegas is contacting the Great Lord's personal secretary to report the news.
“Mr Gerald, excuse me for a moment,” Nara came in haste.
Gerarld raised his right hand asking Nara to wait for him to finish his phone conversation. “Oke, thank you. I'll be back again.” Gerald ended his phone call. “What's up, Nara?”
“Under no Young lord and mistress –“
“Why didn't you say that to the great sir? You saw him cross paths with you, right?” pissed Gerald.
“That's –aku, ng –gak dare,” Nara lowered. “Big Master looks angry.”
Gerald clucked in annoyance and then stepped wide following the Great Lord who seemed to be visiting his study.
After knocking on the door, Gerald walked in. “Master –“
“What else is it?” raise his voice, “do I not say, I do not want to be disturbed.”
Sontak undo his intentions, do not dare to say his intentions and goals. He hurried out and met Ramzi.
“Gerald, papa is there?” immediately asked impatiently.
Nodding awkwardly, “but Big Master is not wanting to be disturbed.”
“Where is papa now?”
“Young master won't meet him right?” he asked back with a worried tone.
“Is papa in his room or in his room?”
“Master, please –“
“You do not interfere yes, I am trying to improve my relationship with papa.” A little threat. “Sofia, ayok!” invite sofi while reaching for Arfan stoller.
“There was an uninvited guest apparently,” a cold flat face was already standing on the top step before Ramzi and Sofi far stepped.
“Papa, starting today me and sofi will stay here again,” Ramzi said full of seriousness.
“Gerald, call security to drag them out,” Mr. Alatas's word makes Sofi instantly guts, but not with Ramzi.
Stepping quietly up the stairs to the father who stood with a cruel and cruel look. “How hard papa tried to expel me, as hard as that I will survive in this house. Even I wouldn't care if papa didn't think I existed even once, I'd stay here with my wife and son.”
The cold war through the eyes of both father and son was inevitable. Mr. Alatas knows, part of Ramzi's gentle personal side is having a hard-hearted nature inherited from him.
“Gerald, tell the waiter to bring my things to the room,” Ramzi said to Gerald who is only able to sculpt.
Had hesitated by asking for the approval of the big Taun with his eye gesture, but because he did not get a response he did not do the order requested Ramzi.
“Alright, I'll bring it myself,” back down the stairs.
Sofi was silent next to Arfan's stoller. He did not know what to do while the sharp gaze of the father-in-law seemed to skin him to the bones.
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There was no meaningful movement from Ms. Een who had been sitting for hours on a bench in the hospital park that was cool and shady. His eyes were empty, his mouth was tightly locked. Since Mirza came this morning, her mother has been there with a nun who is asking her for communication. The nurse had only left after Mirza arrived. Some of his childhood stories have told Mirza, maybe it was able to make the mother interested or just srkedar glance a little. But in fact not.
“Mas Mirza,” greet doctor Revelation approaching.
“Doctor,” stand welcome with a smile.
“It was noon, time for Bu Endang to eat and take medicine.”
Nodding then helping Bu Een stand up, there was no rejection. Ms. Een did indeed obey, only that the reaction of her eyes and mouth was still the same, empty and silent.
The hospital is indeed quiet unlike public hospitals where many sick people seek healing.There are only a few patients who are undergoing therapy, all of whom certainly suffer from mental disorders.
Mirza had arrived at Bu Een's room, a nun had been waiting for him there. Sister that this morning, she immediately welcomed carrying Miss Een to sit down.
“Let me feed mom, Sus.” Mirza Pinta.
Sister Ani, the name of the nurse, she handed over the tray containing the lunch menu. Just as Mirza was about to sit next to her mother, Ms. Een suddenly hit her lunch tray.
BRACKET! PRANGS!
Trays fell scattered on the floor, plates and vegetable containers broke to pieces.
“Astaghfirullah, mom!” Mirza surprise.
Sister Ani came out lucky to call OB.
“Who told you, huh? Who??” Bu Een howled standing around with his waist fixedly staring forward.
Doctor Revelation is approaching soon, “Bu Endang, calm yes.” grab both shoulders Bu Een softly.
“Everything conspired to make me poor! You, you, you too!” keep pointing forward as if he was talking to some people, even though there was no one. Mirza was still glued to where she was standing, she was trying to ease her shock.
“Mother, look at me,” doctor Wahyu confronted Bu Een's body to point at him.
“Tell him to go! Tell him to go! Get them all out of here!” Ms. Een was struggling, but the doctor of Revelation remained calm.
“Bu Endang, look here. This is Mirza's son's mother,”
Mirza recovered from her shock, rubbing her face slowly. “Bu –“ tried to grab the mother's hand, but Bu Een brushed it off rough.
“No need to pretend to be good with me! you must be their plot too!” back pointing empty space, “they are evil! Those who have made me poor! Those who have made me lose everything!”
“Bu, it's me Mirza,” og Mirza.
Doctor Wahyu led Bu Een to his bed slowly. “Suster, please bring lunch again.” ask doctor Revelation on sister Ani who entered with OB who immediately clean the floor of the former food spill.
“Good, Doc.” Answer sister Ani.
“You should not try to lie to me, yes.” stared intently with suspicion at the doctor of Revelation.
“No one wants to lie to mom,” be patient doctor Revelation faced Bu Een. “I just want to accompany Bu Endang to eat. Miss Endang must be hungry, right?”
“I'm not hungry! I don't eat food from you!” ketus Bu Een.
“Good, it's okay if Bu Endang doesn't want to eat. How about drinking juice?” doctor Revelation smiled giving an offer.
“Absolutely who said I wanted to drink juice?” the Sarcas Bu Een.
“Tadi mornings Bu Endang said most like melon fruit.”
Shaking his head, like remembering something.
“I'll have my friend bring me some melon juice, surely fresh right drink hot afternoon melon juice like this?” standing up to Mirza who was just silent then took her out with her eyes.
“Doctor, isn't my mother papa left alone?” I asked worried after leaving the room.
“No papa, we need to make it to feel comfortable first.”
Trying to understand the words of the doctor of Revelation.
“Suster Ani, sorry.” Stop step sister Ani. “menya replaced with melon juice only yes.”
“Good, Doc.” Rotating his steps to take it at the request of the doctor of Revelation.
Doctor Wahyu invited Mirza to sit on one of the park benches. “In the present, we do not impose too much will on Bu Endang. It's okay if Ms. Endang can't remember Mas Mirza yet, but we also don't approve of what's developing in her mind. Tell him that everything he thinks is not true, but in a slow, smooth way as possible. We don't have to be too hard to argue.”
Mirza nodded, perhaps too soon hoping for her mother to recover. But that is far from calculation. Even under the current circumstances, Ms. Een still did not strip her of her original properties. Full of suspicion of others.
“The key is to be patient and trust, Mas.” Patting Mirza's shoulders gives confidence. “Bu Endang Insya Allah healed. Mas Mirza don't get tired of giving positive suggestions slowly. Invite also other families, but also no need to tense if Bu Endang shows a rebellious attitude like that. Grab her shoulders slowly and calm her down, don't force her because it will make her more rebellious.”
“Thank you, Doc. I will take time every day to accompany my mother.”
Nodding smile.
Drttttt Drrrt
The phone in Mirza's pocket vibrated, a message coming in from Hotman Siangbolong telling her he was already at the restaurant where they had agreed to meet. With a heavy heart Mirza finally had to go and say goodbye to the doctor of Revelation.
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