Give me back my son
How'sis This?

I'm really troubled. Although mas Akbar said he would continue to fight for me in front of his mother and extended family, but that was not all I expected.

Dreams received in a big family husband is what I have been dreaming of all this time. It's not fake as the Dani family did. But the second fact is fake. Sad, imagining is no longer considered. Even though I have great hopes to get a real big family through this second marriage.

"Darling," Akbar followed me to my room. "Mama's at the Ann Syariah hotel. How, do you want to go there or do I go first?" tanyakanya.

"When do you want to be pushed back, Mom? Moreover, mama wh I mean Aunt Seruni is already here, why should I be pushed back again. This further explains that I'm having a bad impact on you. Exactly what he said." I said, increasingly. Want to be angry but have already promised not to be angry, but the heart is very upset so disappointed heavily. Why good things start with lies. It's the same as making it bad. Why from the beginning did not speak honestly so that I can also prepare mentally to face this all

"I'm sorry baby, I'm just afraid of losing you" Akbar said.

"Huuhhh," I threw out a face. "So when do we meet your mother, ma'am?" much

"Why is it afternoon? Mama said to rest now."

"Oh yeah. Alright. I also have to prepare mentally." I replied while lying on my back to Akbar.

***

We both came to the hotel where our mother-in-law stayed. Sean I deliberately entrusted to aunt Vienna because to condition it is still not maximal.

Before I got here, it took me hours to prepare myself. Choose clothes and accessories to be liked by mother-in-law. Including buying him a hand. All for the sake of attracting his sympathy. Who knows, this could smooth my way into becoming a favored daughter-in-law even though I feel like I have to fight more.

Arriving at the hotel lobby, nyaliku ciut. I'm sorry Akbar went to see mom first. I'm waiting at the hotel restaurant. Hope with them to talk first his mother's mood is calm.

"Are you sure I don't stay in?" ask me Akbar. I nodded, then he went to Aunt Seruni's room.

At the restaurant, I ordered a drink to wait. But until the drink runs out, Akbar has not come out. Finally I ordered another glass with fried rice and pudding. Just like before, until the food and drink ran out, there were no signs of them coming out yet.

I've been waiting two hours. I don't know what's being talked about. I myself have not dared to contact Akbar mas, just waiting.

Finally my wait found the end too. Mas Akbar came, alone..From the look of his face, he looks not okay.

"Where's Aunt Seruni?" my many.

He's still quiet. So I ordered a drink so he could be calmer.

"Mama wants to stay here" said Mas Akbar.

"Good dong" I said with a big smile. Welcoming the spirit of the idea of mother-in-law because what occurred to me, means he wants to be close to his ex-son. I waited a long time because the results were like this.

"But .. mama wants to stay at my house, baby. You know the house has been contracted. It is not possible to evict the contract too. Not very polite. Where they've been renting for the next three years and only a two-month street."

"Why not offer to stay at my house, mas. It's our home too. It's the same as living there or where we are."

"Mama doesn't want to. He wants to stay at my house, Yan."

"Yan" said Akbar again. "Mama ... keep insisting or our relationship ends."

"Oh my God" I said.

"Mama wants to talk to you."

"When?"

"If you could now,"

"Alright." I followed Mas Akbar to his mother's room. This move is actually heavy, but I force it.

We went to room 104, where Aunt Seruni was waiting. When he saw me, he just looked at me.Akbar that

"I'm staying yes. I wait in the lobby downstairs." said Mas Akbar.

My heart is beating faster because now it's just the two of us. me and my mother-in-law who have not approved.

"Sit down" he said. "I don't know who you really are, but the truth is you're married to my son. Akbar is my only son. The son I raised was hard-earned by myself because his father had died a long time ago. We're just the two of us. He grew up to be a obedient child. The boy who always imagined me as his mother, until he grew up, never let me down.

Then he married you. As I told you, that's my attitude up until now!

Akbar told me what happened to you. That you lost your son. How's it feel? Sick, right? Yes, same. It also felt like losing my only son, whom I loved dearly.

The boy is like a stranger to me. It really changed. No longer does his mother. I don't know what you did to him.

As a mother who once lost her child, you must always hope to find your son back, right? so too with me. As her mother, before I died, I wanted to find my son back.

You ... did everything to get your son back, right? I am too. I want to do everything to get my son back. Because giving birth, raising a child is not easy. It takes a big sacrifice.

I wanted to give up, but because of you I finally put my hope back. You can get your son back, why can't I hope for the same.

You .. can you help me get my son back after what my son has done for you all along. Can you help me?" he looked at me expectantly.

Slowly, the clear grains descended rapidly without permission. Flowing wet my cheeks. It's so tight. I silently watched as a mother cupped her hands in front of me. He begged, asking me to return his son with tears as well.

Oh my God .. What is this? why is everything like this? Bemoan. I love Mas Akbar but that doesn't mean I want to separate him from his mother. I love him but I don't want to rule him alone because I know that a boy will forever belong to his mother.

Aunt Seruni still continued to cupped her hands together, we both cried until I finally nodded.

"You'll get your son back. I promise you that!" I said, with a broken heart in pieces.