Istikharah Unites Us
7 Monthly

The days change and the months change. We never again heard bad news from Sister Mea about Bang Rafli and her mother-in-law. Notah Kak Mea who covers their ugliness or maybe they have changed their attitude to Kak Mea.

Until one day when Mom invited me to play at the house of In-laws Kak Mea to ask about Kak Mea's seven-monthly pregnancy event.

"The seven-monthly event will be made at Mother's house, son. Mom is there to join the wirit there, later Mom can negotiate with the chairman to ask for Mom's turn at speed." persuaded Mother.

Brother Mea nodded her head. But after that he looked confused.

"But Mea asked Bang Rafli first yes, Mom. If allowed later Mea notify Mother." said Kak Mea.

"Yes, hopefully allowed yes, son. What's more, Mother's first grandchild, I want her to be well prayed for. That's why I want to create a seven-monthly event for Mea." said Mother.

"No need. His seven-monthly event is made here only. We also have money to make the event." said Mother-in-law Kak Mea suddenly, making the three of us shocked.

"I'm just asking for advice, sister." said Mother-in-law Kak Mea.

"Yes, not wrong with your advice. But later what people say if the seven-monthly event should be made in your home, the place is also far away. After all, Mea's pregnancy has entered 7 months, her stomach is heavy. Do not pity if the journey is far." said Mother-in-law Kak Mea at length with an unpleasant tone.

Whether he really cares for Mea or just fears embarrassment and worry about the words of his neighbors. Our mother's intentions were good, why were they cornered like that.

Mea, Mother and Sister Mea just fell silent to hear her talk.

"But then just ask Rafli, if Rafli allows to make an event there, I can not prohibit" he said again.

"Yes, Brother. If you don't want to do it there, it's okay. I'm not forcing." said Mother slowly.

Then Mother-in-law Brother Mea passed away leaving us.

"It's very rude, ma'am." I said.

"Hustt... Don't talk like that, it's not good if he hears." said Mom.

"Biarin, that's the truth." I replied.

"Yes, but let it go, brother. Don't talk about it anymore. Leave it alone." said Brother Mea.

"Why can't you live with a monster like that?" my many.

"Astaghfirullah." said Mother while shaking her head to hear my words just now. "Mom didn't teach you that" she continued.

"Kecelosan, Mom. Similar anyway. Hehe." I replied with a whimper.

Mother and sister Mea laughed.

"Later if Mea has been negotiating with Rafli, I'm sure. Mother same sister wants to go home." said Mother.

"Yes, Mom. Be careful on the road, ma'am." answered Mea.

After that, I and I shared with Brother Mea. Want to say goodbye to her mother-in-law, but do not meet her people, maybe away to the house of relatives or neighbors.

***

Viewing point Mea.

"Bang, I was with Aura coming here" I told Bang Rafli.

"Oh yeah, what's the matter?" tanyakanya.

"Mom would like to see Mea's situation and have someone ask me about it."

"Ask what?" ask again.

"Mommy wants to make a seven-monthly event in the village, even if you agree." I explained.

"Owh is. Later Abang asked first Mama's opinion yes." he said.

"Ma, Mama already know that Mother Mea wants to make a seven-monthly Mea event in the village?" ask Bang Rafli.

"Already, Mama heard their chat." said Mama.

"Then what do you think of Mama?"

"Why do you have to go all the way there, here you can too. He thinks we don't have the money to make a seven-monthly doank."

"Don't insist on donk Ma, I mean it must be good."

"Well what, it's most embarrassing for us. So that people think you don't care about your daughter-in-law."

It hurts my heart to hear her say, My mother was in a corner like that by her iron. I almost lost respect for her, but I kept it because she was the mother of my husband, the woman who gave birth to my husband.

My husband is actually a very nice person, much different from his mother. But Bang Rafli always obeyed whatever the will of his mother, both bad and ignored him. Therefore, Mama became as she pleased to arrange Bang Rafli.

Sometimes I get upset with him, he's a very grown boy. But still can not be firm and can not make their own decisions in life. Anything always ask Mama, always agree with her Mama's words.

I know, in Islam is indeed the number one parent for the husband, while the number two wife. But please distinguish which is good bad. There is no need to follow the words of the parents if it does not correspond to the shari'at.

"Have you heard Mama say what?" asked Bang Rafli to me, simultaneously disperse my daydream.

"Yes, Mea heard the words that insulted Mom" I said slowly.

"Mama doesn't mean to insult, don't put it in your heart, baby."

"What's up, Bang? It seems that Mama doesn't like Mom. What's wrong with Mama?"

"Nothing, maybe it's just your feelings."

That's how, Bang Rafli always defended Mama. If that's the case I don't want to discuss it anymore, I won't even be a fuss with my own husband.

"Mea borrow HP Brother yes, want to call Mom" I said.

"Why what?" tanyakanya.

"You're telling me that the seven-monthly event is just here." I explained.

"Owh yeah, this is" he said while propping his phone.

I grabbed the phone and called Mom.

"Assalamu'alaikum, ma'am" I said after Mom answered my call.

"Wa'alaikumussalam, son." said Mother.

"Mom, said Bang Rafli for his seven-monthly event here only, Ma'am. Worry later the content of Mea why-why if to go there, because the journey is quite far. What else if riding a motorcycle is not safe, Mom." I said at length try to explain to Mom. It's just my excuse so that Mom doesn't get discouraged because her wish I can't follow. We can drive a car to be safe.

"Well, yes too. It is also dangerous to travel long distances on a motorcycle. What else if 7 months pregnant the fetus is young. Yes, make it there is okay. The important thing is that you and your baby are healthy" said Mother.

I almost shed tears, My mother is this good but despised by Mama.

"Yes, Mom. Is it okay if you're not there?" ask me again to make sure.

"Yes, Son. It's okay." replied Mom.

"Alhamdulillah, then Mea hang up the phone, Mom. Assalamu'alaikum."

"Yes, Son. Wa'alaikumussalam." replied Mother. Then I ended the call.

Thank God you are not angry, I can finally feel relieved.

I hope one day your attitude will be good to me, especially to you. May all his bad thoughts turn into positive thoughts. Aamiin, O God.