Not the Ideal Husband
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Returning from the rice fields, Pak Yanto and Bu Asmirah asked Dani to drive to Wawan's house after getting news from one of the neighbors. Arriving at the house of his son and daughter-in-law, the couple passed with Mr. Mantri who was going home after examining Wawan.

"What's my son-in-law sick, sir?" asked Mr. Yanto still in the doorway.

"Wawan fever, sir, his body temperature up to 40°C. I already give the medicine, but if later the fever has not come down also bring it directly to the clinic. I was there" said the man called Mr. Mantri. Mr. Mantri here is a doctor who opened a practice at home. Most people call him Mantri.

"Oh yes, sir, sir" said Pak Yanto, meaning thank you.

"Together, then I say goodbye. There are still many tasks," kekehnya while attaching the bag that he brought to the shoulder.

After Pak Mantri passed with his motorbike he just entered while Bu Asmirah had entered from earlier. Now I am making chicken soup and rice for Wawan to eat. He said he had to eat soft-first because Wawan complained of a sore throat. How not to get sick since yesterday afternoon no liquid entered his body.

The sharp gaze of the father himself made Sofia not dare to return the gaze let alone fight back. Here it is clear that he is wrong, because he wants to meet the idol, yesterday he left in the rain. Of course as Wawan's husband will be worried and the consequences are now like this. Wawan fever and complain of linu all over the body.

"Where were you yesterday?" asked Mr. Yanto to pull his daughter into the kitchen. If interrogated in the middle room is the same as disturbing his daughter-in-law who is resting. It was done by Mr. Yanto also to not make shame in front of the man who became her husband.

"A Dani reported to me?" Sofia asked back.

"It doesn't matter who's reporting." Mr. Yanto put his hands down and stared intently at his daughter, "which is clear what you are doing is wrong, Sofia. You want to see that guy, right? When do you understand and act mature. That destiny cannot be forced and your destiny is to marry Wawan" said Mr. Yanto.

"Can," Sofia replied in a high tone. Ms. Asmirah was washing wet clothes in the bathroom until she had to go out. "I proved. You changed my destiny with the Judge to be with Wawan."

"Sophy!" Ms. Asmirah looked up in a soft voice and shook her head. The more opposed then Mr. Yanto will be harder. His decision was an absolute decision. Can't be bothered. "Mr ...." Ms. Asmirah prevented the husband's hand from drifting into her daughter's cheek.

"Once again you do something like yesterday. Do not consider the father again as your father," said Mr. Yanto before leaving his wife and child.

"Bu ..," Sofia slid into her mother's arms.

"Sort, Fi, I said I'm talking to you. Father's choice is definitely a good choice. Remember the word of Bu ustadzah, we only gather desire, even if God gives not what we want it means is the best version of God. Thank you for that."

"But I don't love A Wawan, Mom." Sofia looked up, looking at the snah of the mother with a teary face.

"Mom knows ...." Bu Asmirah's hand did not stop wiping the tops of her daughter's head, "but had to get used to receiving and loving. Now that he's in charge of you, it's no longer us. Appreciate him, look at his sacrifice, look at his attitude. If she dzolim then mother herself will take you from her. As long as he is not dzolim, then break his command."

It is not wrong if the mother is said to be one of the noble beings to be honored after the prophets, caliphs and leaders of her time. There are also those who call him an angel without wings because his soft heart can melt the hard heart of the child.

The words spoken by Asmirah gave Sofia a sense of calm. It's just that he hasn't been able to apply what his mother said in the near future. It doesn't feel like it.

"Take food for your husband." Ms. Asmirah quits her advice.

"Mother only. I'm afraid I'm wrong to keep being nagged again the same father."

"You are this." Inevitably though, Mother still took the food she had cooked for her daughter-in-law.

Until the sun almost sets, the sky was partly dark, Wawan fever never came down even though he had taken medicine. His body was hot but Wawan said he was cold. Two large blankets did not make his body stop shivering.

"We'll take it to the clinic, sir," said Bu Asmirah with a worried face. A mother always does so even though the sick one is not a child born from her womb. Especially now that the sick person has become part of his family.

Wawan's family has not told. Let those who mourn for themselves be able to.

"Call A Dani, tell him to borrow Mr. RW's car." Mr. Yanto asks Sofia to contact his eldest son.

"You can use the motor too, sir. Yeah, I called A Dani first." Sofia did not wince when she again got a sharp look from her father. In the heart continued to grumble, the swearing oath for Wawan which was considered troublesome was held in the throat. If his father and mother were not there, surely the oath of absorbency slid freely from his lips.

"Sorry to trouble Mr. RW," said Mr. Yanto when the person in question came and helped drive Wawan into the car.

"Totaling what, sir. Please help each other mah is the duty of fellow beings," replied Mr. RW casually. "What kind of sick tea wawan?" ask Mr. RW while sitting in the steering chair ready to drive the car.

Mr. Yanto and his wife also participated, as well as Sofia. Inevitably he had to come if he did not want to be lectured again by his parents.

"Said Mr. mantri mah ordinary fever, but the heat is not down and down" replied Mr. Yanto who was sitting beside the steering wheel.

Arriving at the Wawan clinic immediately received treatment and blood samples were taken. The nurse said she was worried about dengue fever. The examining doctor also advises to be hospitalized. Hearing Sofia's doctor's words. Really troublesome, he swore in the heart.

When told to go in to wait, Sofia was still jebras-jebris.

"Remember Mom's message." Ms. Asmirah rubbed her daughter's shoulder. He knew his son was reluctant to take care of his son-in-law but he couldn't do much. Obligation is still an obligation that must be fulfilled, whether it is accompanied by love or not. Love is the cornerstone of the household when viewed from the glasses of the world. But obedience and pleasure of the wife to the husband in the household even without love will bring rewards for him.

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NB: Some know the meaning of jebras-jebris. Who knows please come to be corrected.