
[Sara]
13.20
Sara just came from the hospital and immediately passed by the security guard and Mr. Pardi. As soon as he gave the box of bread he bought after his return from the hospital, Mr. Pardi immediately said, “There is a Mistress inside, Non.”
Who else would it be if not Mama Widia.
Sara rushed straight into the house. From the first step of stepping on the living room, Sara had already heard Widia's voice talking to Agam.
“You why don't tell Mama you're gone? You don't know, Mama's looking for you here and there. Worrying about you. Keep going now, you're back. Know that you have built a house. Move here bring Mbok Jami, Pak Pardi, and others. Mama it's okay you bring them, which is important to take care of you, but why move that, you know?”
But, the one who was talking was silent.
“And that again. Sara. Why didn't you marry Mama? Are you afraid that Mama will not approve? Mama will definitely bless you, Agam. Mama saw Sara. She's beautiful, fine. My mom doesn't mind at all. What matters is you. If you are happy, Mama will definitely be happy.”
“Why is Mama here?”
That's Agam's voice ...
Sara gave a rude snort, letting out her anger at Agam's question.
From then on just silence. Once I talk, once.
“What are you doing, anyway? Mama can't come here? Mama just wants to nengokin you, Gam.”
Sara could hear Widia's voice that had started to tremble. Sara was sure, Mama was crying.
“2 years you're gone don't say. Every night you can't sleep. Have you eaten? Is there something that takes care of you? Mama worried, Agam.”
This time, it was clear that Widia was crying. Sara immediately accelerated her pace. Someone has to stop this.
“M-mama ..”
Sara was sure Widia heard his call, though it did not turn around right away. But Sara can see Widia's arm moving.
Mama must have wiped her tears.
“Sara ...,” exclaimed Mama excitedly as soon as she (finally) turned around and approached Sara. “You just came?”
As soon as Widia finished hugging him, Sara kissed the back of her in-laws hand. Then, approach Agam to do the same.
Sara would pull her hand back once she finished doing her duty as the new wife back home. But, Agam held his hand, grasping it until Sara could not take it back.
Slowly Sara could feel something moving in her palm. Apparently, Agam was talking using Sara's father's sign language. The signal that these last few days has become Sara's duty to teach Agam.
“Do not go anywhere. Do your job,” Agam said in the gesture.
Yeah, I know. That's why I came.
“Mama brought her favorite food Agam, macaroni schotel. Mbok, the macaroni was brought here, yes. Mama cooked earlier so remember coming here. Sara's on the incip-incip, yes.”
While Widia was still busy preparing the macaroni, Agam who was still holding Sara's hand re-wrote the gesture in Sara's palm.
“Don't let him give me that food. Whatever happens, block him.”
“This is for Sara. This one's for Agam. Come here Mama bribin.”
Agam immediately turned his face as soon as Widia finished talking. He really didn't want to eat it.
Sara immediately acted to mediate between the two.
“Ma, let it be eaten with Mas Agam, yes,” said Sara while trying to take a plate of macaroni that Widia was holding.
But Widia refused to let him go.
“Bent, Sara. A little bit, Gam. Incip used to be a bit,” woo Widia once again.
That means Sara has to try harder.
“Ma, Mom ... Sorry, Ma. But, Mas Agam should go on a diet for his leg therapy tomorrow. So, this is Sara save it first, yeah. Let's eat Mas Agam tomorrow. Later Sara who is hot,” persuaded Sara completely lying.
Widia almost believed. The plate she was holding was almost released when Sara pulled it. But a second later, he tried again.
“Ma!,” snapped Agam with his loud voice. “Submit Sara said. He arranged everything. Don't make him hard.”
Sara's desire to scold Agam at that time was quite great. Seeing Widia being treated like that by Agam already made Sara furious.
No need for that. Especially for the elderly.
“Mama go home. No need to come here. Me ..”
“Mas!”
Sara couldn't hold it anymore. This time it was completely outrageous.
“OK, okay, Mama is coming home now,” Widia said as she gave Sara a sign not to say anything more. “You don't fight. Mama home.”
Sara still accompanied Widia to the car. Many times he said, “Maafin Mas Agam, Ma.”
But, her father-in-law was apparently very heartened. Many times he calmed Sara and said, “Nothing, Sara. Its nothing. Agam is that. Hardhearted. But he's a good man. Mama knows it.”
As good as it is but if you can't respect your parents, how can you say good people?
When Sara returns after delivering Widia to the car, Agam's anger is still not gone. He kept nagging Mbok Jami even though it wasn't his fault.
“Other times if Mama comes again bring food, do not store in the refrigerator. Search reason!”
“Throw away all the food that Mama had brought. Nobody eat. Listen, Mbok?”
Sara looked pityfully at Mbok Jami. Indeed, if you have money can be like this, right? Maintain the order here and there, indistinct anger, what a bitch!
“Didn't Mas be too rough with Mama? Don't think about your feelings?” Sara's anger obviously put away her fear. Out of nowhere, he was even able to say that frontally to Agam.
“You said I was rude?”
Sara could see Agam clasping his hands hard. The muscles in his forehead are clearly visible. That meant, Agam became very angry at this moment.
“YOU KNOW NOTHING!!”
Sara immediately gasped to hear the very loud snapping of Agam. His voice even echoed in the kitchen. Sara could see Mbok Jami who was creeped out in fear seeing Agam who was like that.
“WHO DO YOU DARE SAY I'M RUDE? YOU KNOW WHAT?!”
Sara quiet. He did not dare to answer anything. His heart that beat fast and fast because of the sound of Agam earlier made him hold all the contents of his head to be removed.
Time to shut up, Sara ...
Suddenly, the wheelchair left the kitchen. Sara immediately sat down on the dining table chair while exhaling her breath that had been restrained because of her fear.
Sara still didn't expect Agam to be that angry. Take the water available on the dining table, then downing it at once. He almost coughed at it.
“Excuse me, Non..,” greet Mbok Jami while taking 2 plates of schotel macaroni that Widia had taken for her.
At a glance he saw the food will be taken away by Mbok Jami. It will certainly throw it away like Agam ordered. But, Sara held him down.
“Leave it, Mbok,” said Sara held Mbok Jami's hand. “Put it, later let me eat. Babe Mbok, it's been cooked with great difficulty Mama.”
It didn't take long, Agam suddenly returned to the dining room. Still with his anger aura. Sara was surprised not to play when she saw Agam who was close to approaching her.
“Mas ...,” call Sara slim.
Both of Agam's hands groped the dining table in a hurry. His hand kept moving looking for something up there. And as soon as he touched the macaroni plate, his hand immediately threw the plate violently.
PRANGS!
“I SAID DISCARD YES DISCARD!”
The plate slammed and broke.
But, Agam is still not finished. He again swung his hand to look for another plate on the dining table. As soon as his hand was swung ...
THE PLAQUE!
“Aduh!”
“Astaghfirullahaladzim, Non Sara!!!”
Agam's hand just landed on Sara's face. A heat instantly enveloped half of his face. But the most painful is the pain in his head due to the blow of Agam is too hard.
Rubbing her cheek, Sara saw Agam holding the hand that had just touched Sara. Agam looked panicked, but didn't say anything, even if it was sorry.
Soon enough, Agam's wheelchair took Agam out of the kitchen. Sara was left with pain in her cheek.
“Mas ..."