LUTH'S LLAMAR
Wanting to Narrow His Kidney

“Mom did not ask for anything, Dija, Just ask for your presence aja,” concluded Alisha with her voice that was not loud anymore. He stared at Khadijjah's face with a look of hope, wanting to hug his little daughter who has now become an adult and belongs to her husband. “Dija, this mother is old, do not know when God picked up mother. Come here often to visit my mother. You rarely come here, it can be said that once a half year you are here. Your home and mother's house. Same in Jakarta. If you're gone, you won't be able to visit mom again.”

“I have a lot of business, Mom. There's no way I keep coming here mom negokin. Mother Dong who came to my house to meet me and Mas Ishaq, my in-laws also often come to the house, bring souvenirs. Anyway it can be two weeks once my in-laws come nengokin me and Mas Ishaq.” Khadijjah boasts of his in-laws.

Alisha speechless. How could Khadijjah compare himself to his iron. What is clear is that the made comes from a rich family, which everywhere can be among drivers, daily only to the salon and the streets using the husband's money. Alisha, an elderly widow who relies only on Luth, her bone-chopping son, lives her and does not have much time for sightseeing.

Monday through Saturday, Luth works at a company as a regular employee. On Sundays, sometimes the man takes overtime to take the extra money. Even in the rest of his time outside of work hours, the man takes care of the house, also takes care of his mother. Luth prefers to spend time at home taking care of his mother rather than wandering here and there which will certainly make his finances depleted.

“Your mother is old, has often been sick. Luth used to call you and tell you about mom's condition. But every time the mother is sick, you never want to come to visit,”, said Alisha hoped her daughter often visited her. A mother's longing for children is not treated by just calling. At the beginning of marriage, Khadijjah still had time to call his mother, but gradually the telephone route was getting slack, then now Khadijjah will only call when there is need.

“Mother is often sickly due to mother's soybean times. So do not be busy dealing with this.” Khadijjah chanted. “If you want to eat, you do not need to cook, just buy. Not tired. No need to take care of the kitchen, what else is cleaning the house.”

Duuuh. Lyn's ears feel hot to hear the words of Khadijjah which is like blaming Luth as a child who lives in the same room with Alisha, like Luth can not maintain the health of the mother. Everything Luth did to his mother was very good. He is male, but willing to do a job that people say is a woman's job.

“All of that has been done with Luth. Mother is not only doing light work at home, itung itung for exercise,” said Alisha wisely, her tone still sounds soft and soothing.

“Mothers are malnourished so sick. Consumption of nutritious food dong,” said Khadijjah again, as if not want to get a gap to be prosecuted.

“The reality is mom said often sickly,” replied Khadijjah began to look rather upset.

“Your mother is old, an old person should be sickly.” Alisha repeated the same sentence, affirming that she was getting older. There was still a soft tone of speech, no resentful tone in his words.

“My neighbor next to the house is also old, Mom. She was older than her mother, seventy years older. But he's fine. Unsickly. Means there's something wrong with the way mothers maintain health.”

Lyn, who was just a listener, felt excited to touch his kidneys Khadijjah. Talk to your parents, is that so? Signs of the world are getting older, more and more children are disobeying their mothers.

Lyn does not understand, but does not want to be considered meddling in the family affairs of others. He was no one there. stove where the stove, let be taped to the lips Khadijjah. Duuh... Why such emotions? Lyn stroking chest.

Seriate..

Have any of you ever seen a child like Khadijjah? 😭😭😭