Om Pamungkas

Om Pamungkas
if mother existed


Can't wait any longer, the man's permission for the commander to go home sooner.


Finally, who still uses the PDHnya uniform, pulling the motor gas to arrive faster at Arga's home.


Arriving in front of the door of Arga's house he hurriedly knocked, in calm himself even though his feelings were terrible.


His hand was ready to hit if he found Arga opening the door.


" Search who?" ask a middle-aged woman,


" Home owner, please tell me I'm looking for Arga" replied Endlessly without hospitality.


" Who's yuk?!" the sound of the hostess approaching,


" it's buk.. there's a guest looking for Arga mas.." the woman called yuk retreated while opening the door wide.


" Lho??, sallyengan??" mama Arga was surprised, in her hands holding a baby.


" Please enter mas.." please allow mama Arga after waking up from her shock.


" I'm not here to sit." said Endungkas in a deep voice.


Mama Arga looked clumsy and confused,


" It is better to sit down first.Talk will be more comfortable." said the old woman with a heart,


his heart said his son had made another mistake.


" here, it's too much trouble for me to take my shoes off,


I heard that Arga came home, please tell her to see me now." said Pamungkas to make the old woman's countenance even more afraid.


" Arga did come home one week, because as long as her daughter was born she had not come home at all..


but she came back this morning??


if I may know..


Did Arga make trouble again?" ask Mama Arga heart.


Pamungkas' jaw stiffened, he looked annoyed with Mama Arga's reply.


" Don't make any unreasonable excuses, just have him meet me now." Not just to believe.


" Truly, the papa who drove to the airport at eight this morning..


Genengan may enter and examine the room one by one if I doubt my words.." mama Arga explained and assured that his son had indeed returned to the mimika this morning.


The baby in the hands of Mama Arga arrived just crying, making the ultimate attention poured into the little creature.


Finally speechless, annoyed and pity mixed not careless.


" His mother came to the house some time ago" said Pamungkas arrived while staring at the tiny baby who was on the handle to keep quiet.


" Tias?" ask mama Arga, please,


" right,"


I don't know why Mama Arga's face looks sadder than before.


" How can a husband get his wife out of the house?" ask the leader who stood firmly in front of the door of Arga's house.


" they're separated." answered Mama Arga looking sad.


The deg!


The feeling of danger suddenly attacked the camp.


" So that's why he bullies my wife again?" set his real tone almost that high.


" Arga's bothering Train again?"


" people said there was a man watching my wife this week,


I guess who else, that's why I came here to make sure, and it turns out that Arga's really in town,


The more convinced I am that the one watching over my wife is Arga."


" i really don't know, though,


I have also advised him not to disturb Ratih anymore..


I beg you mas..


forgive him who is less mature, his regret for Ratih is great..


It might be hard for him to forget the woman he had lived with for years..


please give Arga some time.."


She smiled bitterly,


" mother always begs for the good of the mother's son, she said,


then what about me, then,


Is it because no one mother came here and begged mom so she ignored my feelings?


I am a husband, how do I feel if my household continues to be stricken?


Mom, didn't you promise me that if I ease your son's punishment, you'll keep him away from my wife?" Finally suppressing his anger because the one before him was an old man.


If only his mother was still alive, maybe he would not hold all his feelings as himself as now,


If his mother was still alive, maybe he could complain and give her a good way out,


If her mother were still alive, she would probably come here and warn Mama Arga not to disturb her son's household.


Finally heaved a heavy sigh, in his view the baby who had calmed in the hands of Mama Arga was once again.


" This is the last time I'm talking, though,


if mom can't keep mom's promise, then I can't keep my promise not to touch mom's son later in the day" she said calmly, and walked away.


Mama Arga can only see the departure of Pamungkas with an uneasy feeling while hugging his grandson.