My husband belongs to his mother
Make peace

It had been two months since he entered the bars, not a single one of his relatives came to visit or just greet him. It felt like for a very long time he had not met Hamdan, not seen the child he raised with hatred. All Rubiah could do was smile, hold back the longing and then occasionally wipe away the tears. He was very wrinkled, with skin that started to wrinkle. He is old, but will only spend the rest of his life in prison.

This is reciprocity, the laws of the world are judging him. The sins he created himself had to bear the consequences.

Almost everyone knows what happened to Rubiah. Every resident of the prison knew that no one from the family came and visited Rubiah, Rubiah lived lonely at the end of the rest of his life because of his own mistakes.

Rubiah was sitting leaning against the wall where he had been leaning his old body when a prison officer suddenly said there was someone who swiped him.

Those old eyes sparkled, as if there was hope for him to rise from the darkness of loneliness. Rubiah pulled her body to no longer lean against the wall and began to stare at both the face that had just given the news.

"really?" rubiah asked in a raucous voice, very excited. The two lines in the corner of his eyes further clarified his age. The blackened-looking eyelids add to the impression that the woman is really suffering inwardly, immersed in the so-called sadness.

****

"What's up, Mom?" Joya clasped Rion's hand that touched her shoulder, as soon as the comb was placed on the dresser after Rion jam combed Joya's hair.

It felt like Joya wanted to hug the man's body, but did not dare. Rion closed his eyes while looking up, for a moment Joya could see the lightening of the eyes that seemed to be holding back tears.

"Mas," Finally Joya stood up and ventured into cupping both of Rion's cheeks.

"Mother ..." Rion paused his words, seeming so heavy as to reveal the truth that happened.

Joya was still waiting, not intending to pressure her husband into telling stories. Joya wants Rion to open up of her own accord, and Joya is willing to wait for that day, the day that Rion feels comfortable sharing with her. Joya's hand gently stroked her husband's cheek, as if to say that Rion was not alone.

"Mother is currently in the hospital" Rion's explanation made Joya gasp, even her gently stroking hand on Rion's cheek stopped. "Mother fainted, her blood pressure went up, and even her hands were stiff."

****

Joya felt a tightness in her chest, upon seeing such a miserable sight. The man who a few hours ago still looked fine, was now lying with his lips tilted to the side. The doctor said Bunda Rindi had a stroke.

Joya looked at Rian who was standing up from his chair, as if giving room for him and Rion to sit down.

"Jio who's the same?" asked Rian gently.

"At Bang's house, same sister" replied Rion, who this time felt different interaction between the two brothers.

Not long after that pleasantry conversation, Rian completely walked out of the nursery. Not long after the man returned with four bottles of tea packing boxes, asking Rion and Joya to drink.

"Bang, thank you" Rion approached Rian who was coming back out.

Rian's body petrified for a moment before the man turned around. Rian's tears fell, as if in disbelief seeing his sister standing before him with a sincere smile. During this time Rion never spoke as softly as that, let alone want to say thank you, although all this time Rian always tried to build a conversation between them.

"I'm wrong to hate you, even though I regret it now, it can't bring back the five years we've spent with mutual hatred. Bang, but marrying Joya is not my attempt to seize your happiness, I was attracted to her from the beginning, especially Jio needs the figure of Mom." Rion began to talk long, this had never been done to Rian before.

"I,on, Brother ..."

"We have just made peace, do not say anything about your feelings to my wife, Brother certainly does not want us to return to the duel here" said Rion with a thin smile.

"Take him for me." said Rian after a moment of silence.

"I'll take care of it for myself and Jio, it has nothing to do with you." firmly and very outspoken.

"I'm too cowardly to fight Dad" Rian looked at his sister with a faint look in his eyes.

"Do you think you can fight?" Rion quickly asked that.

Rian immediately looked into Rion's eyes, just a split second, because not long after that without a second thought again Rian immediately pulled Rion's shoulder to hug his sister's body. They hugged each other and patted each other on the back.

Joya looked at the two grown men who were strengthening each other. The coming disaster brought a little kindness. Perhaps this is the way God brings together two brothers who have long been separated by prejudice.

The test!

The test!

Rian himself was unable to hold back his tears. It's been almost five years since her sister turned cold to her, Rion's gaze was always piercing, never even the thing she did was right in Rion's eyes. His friendly sister turned thin and unattainable. Even if, while under the same roof, never speak this relaxed. Rion is more silent and throw his face if he does not like the presence of Rian.

"Is this not too tacky for my wife to see?" Rion who was aware of their somewhat exaggerated behavior spoke beside Rian's ear.

Ahem!

The two took off their arms, wiped away the tears that had fallen on each other's cheeks, they again put on a cool look, then both chuckled amusedly when aware of their child-like behavior.

"Go home, we'll talk about this later after Mother's condition improves, Brother will take care of Mother" Rian and Rion have talked about what they will do to his Father, he said, but for now they agreed to pretend to know nothing.

Their mother already knows, already sick and disappointed, as a child obviously they will not stay silent, Dermawan will get the right thing.

****

Joya is actually tired, just like Rion felt. But try to stay awake so that Rion is not like a private driver.

The road back to their crowded house was smooth, it was already late, but the atmosphere of the city remained densely packed by the activities of motorists.

"If you want to sleep, don't hold it" Rion's voice made Joya turn her face.

"Not long after we get home."

Arriving home, it was past midnight. Joya and Rion both see Jio sleeping in the room with the nurse.

Rion takes a shower, while Joya just brushes her teeth and washes her face. Strangely the sleepiness was suddenly gone.

Rion comes out of the bathroom with only a towel covering the lower part of her body, while from the waist up is left open, water droplets falling from Rion's thick hair stealing Joya's attention.

Joya was like hypnotized by the beauty presented by the man who was actually halal. Joya squeezes the sheets draining the tension that was suddenly created.

Ever felt the warmth of the opposite sex certainly makes the roar of his chest crackle, Joya like a woman who suddenly missed a caress. But even if it's true it shouldn't be wrong, right?

Rion approaches Joya because her question does not get an answer from his wife.

"Joy, man,"