Loving the Mafia
Mr. Diatma

A car is speeding.  In it there is one small family, none other than the small family of Cazim.

Chesy occasionally glanced back, at Revalina who was lying in the middle seat while Rajani and Rafa were sitting at the very back seat.

There's no commotion.  The stormman was sleeping.  Since the healing process, Revalina is no longer as isolated as before.  He was sick, so he was quieter.  But his mouth remains chatty when not in a sleeping position.

The phone broke the silence.  Chesy grabbed the hp, saw the caller's name.  Candrawati.  No other restaurant owner.

“Bos calling.  I answer first.”  Chesy answered the phone.  “Halo, Mistress!  Loh, who is this?  How come the madam has a samu?  Whahuh?  madam sick?  Oh yeah, yeah.  I'll be there soon now.”  Chesy hung up the phone.

“What's up?” ask Cazim.

“Bosku hurts.  I want to look over there.  Intermediate yes!”

“Oke.”

What the hell didn't happen to Chesy?  Cazim never protested, always following his wife's will.  How nice to have a husband like this.

The car drove up to the hospital mentioned after passing a considerable distance. 

They all get out of the car, walking quickly following Chesy who is holding Rajani in the hospital corridor.  Cazim cradled Revalina.  Rafa followed behind.

They then entered a room as directed by the nurse.  

“Mrs!”  Chesy immediately approached the old woman who was lying weakly on the bed.  Although he is very old, he still looks fit, fat and fresh.  “How is the condition of the mistress?”

The old woman just winked.

Stunned Cazim looked at the face of the old woman that the Madam had called by Chesy, her face instantly flushed red.

“Chesy, let's go!” Cazim pulls Chesy's arm.

“Loh, we just got this, Mas?” Chesy's confused.

“Cazim!  Come, Son.  Comehere!  Oma wants to hug you.” The old woman's voice sounded raucous.

Chesy was surprised.  The oma?

Geez, so Chesy's boss is Cazim's grandmother?  Why is the world so small?

“Or don't you already know that the woman is Omaku, Chesy?”  Cazim stared firmly. 

“Ngak, Mom.  I don't know about this at all.”

“Or not even Oma Candrawati who is approaching Chesy because she knows that Chesy is my wife?”  Cazim's gaze was firm to Candrawati's face. 

“This is all beyond Oma's awareness, if Oma knew that Chesy was your wife, wouldn't Oma let her be an employee at Oma's restaurant.  Precisely Oma will give the restaurant to him,” said Candrawati with a great vibrating voice.

“Munafic!”  Cazim keceplosan said that he should not say it in front of his children.  Because it has a bad impact on the education of children.  But emotions are not controlled, making it slip.  “I'm tired of forgetting the past.  So don't give me back to that bad old time.I lost my mother too because of this old woman!”

“Impard Oma.  At this age of Oma.  What more could Oma expect if not peace?  Oma can't expect anything, except an sorry door from you, son.”

Chesy was sorry to see Candrawati pleading so.  So far, he knows Candrawati as a good person despite seeming chatty and often angry when the work is not appropriate.  But do not ask how to love and love others when they already love.  Like her treatment of Chesy all this time, she was very kind.  But still can be furious if Chesy is wrong.  

“Mas Cazim, I've been in your position.  I try to forget the past, make peace with the situation.  Now what else to question while your Oma is old like this?” chesy Lirih.

“You told me to forgive him, did you?  I am not going to.  History cannot be repeated.  All the things that have happened make me go personal like this,” stressed Cazim.  “Already, let's get out of here. Decide your work with him.”

“But, Mas.  You..”

“If you argue, it means the same as you justify the old woman's behavior,” cut Cazim.

“Not so.  It's about conscience.  What else are you going to get from a grandmother this old?  You will only hoard sins by not apologizing.  The way of God to make you a strong man.”

“Let me take sin by not forgiving it, it is my business with God.”

“Yes God!  Mas, I'm sad to hear you say this.”  Chesy stared at pity.  Why is Cazim's heart so hard?  Why he can't practice what he says and he learns.  It turns out that it is true, practicing knowledge is difficult if the heart is not roomy.

Just then, appeared fashionable-looking women along with men who are no less climatic.  Diatma Reporter and Rebecca.  A couple who came to see Candrawati twice.

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