Paijo (Hidden Heir)
explanation of mbah lanang

" astaghfirullah....!! o Allah Jo.." to his surprise, the old man immediately approached his grandson who currently looked very attentive.

hearing the screeching sound of Mbah lanangnya made Paijo immediately raised his face.

" what's up ? why are you here? it wasn't you who told Mbah to go home and now you're following home.who's your mother there?." the old man immediately asked his granddaughter a lot of questions, but Paijo only gave his flat face.

When the young man who saw his grandson just quietly became confused by his frowning forehead, the man got up from there and immediately grabbed his phone to contact someone... had not had time to contact him Paijo had already opened his voice.

" who is the foreign man Mbah.." he asked in a slow tone. Mbah lanang frowned and immediately turned his body to face his grandson.

" whose foreigner do you mean Jo?" he asked, the old man was confused as to who his grandson meant.

" i don't know, I also don't know Mbah. I saw him hugging my mother".he said again with a bitter smile to make the old man sigh rudely.

" why don't you ask your mother directly, Jo...?" Paijo immediately shook his head slowly.

" mother I did not answer to me asked, she even told me to go when I asked again...Does Mbah know something that I did not know all this time? or--." look at Mbah lanang.

" or what huh....? You are right, Mbah does know something that you do not know, but it is not the authority of Mbah to tell it all to you, it is your mother's right to tell yourself to you." cetus Mbah lanang made Paijo mute.he immediately sighed softly.

" who did you see? then why did she hug your mother?" ask Mbah again. Paijo only answered by sniffing his shoulders, he also did not know who the person was, from the way his clothes only look not random people.

paijo's mind began to wander everywhere, so he guessed bad things about his mother and the stranger.Is it true that people say about his mother used to be true? it feels impossible if the mother is a mistress of a rich man as they think.then-how can she be present in the mother's womb? is it true that you are the guy's mistress? then-and-th-then

" what's the guy like? what's in handsome? if handsome Mbah will hold him accountable for having dared to hug the altar boy without permission." Paijo clucked as his mbah joked.

" let's get up! don't sit on the floor too long, it'll catch your wind." Mbah lanang stepped out of the room in the follow Paijo behind him.

they are currently sitting in the middle room. Mbah lanang saw his grandson who had started to look calm immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

" don't you go back to the hospital again Jo?" ask the old man to his handsome grandson.

" i'm not sure.I'm confused Mbah!." After saying that Paijo took his breath and exhaled violently.

" you know ?" Mbah Lanang spoke again and Paijo silently listened.

" it was once when you were 19 years old that your mother had a very noble dream." Mbah.

"the dream of a daughter who wants to lift her parents out of poverty..." He took a breath before continuing.

"a girl who is very young must be willing to go away from her family just to make her parents proud." Paijo still silently listened to the old man's story.

" but... baby, the road is not as smooth as expected, he returned to us-" Mbah Lanang choked when he will continue. he then exhaled to neutralize the tightness that began to strike his chest.

"your mother Jo's good woman, she's not the woman people thought she was all along.your mother is a very talented child of Lanang and wedok to us.we're just proud to have a child like your mother, are you doubting your own mother now? and trust people's words more than yours? your mother may still be silent because she knows, it's not time you knew something." "he continued. Paijo fell silent, his head bowed after Mbah Lanang said that.

" Mbah will not force you Jo.you are an adult.Your instincts must know which is good for you. Mbah only mint one, be patient.until your mother is ready to say all the same you." he said again before finally the old man got up from there.

now that Paijo lived in the room, he sat down lethargic. somehow he was a little sorry with his actions that he did not realize had hurt his mother.

Mbah lanang came out of his room wearing a jacket and was ready to leave. Paijo who saw that immediately scrunched his forehead.

" Mba want to go?" the middle-aged man turned to his grandson and he nodded his head.

" let me ak---"

" no papa. You calm yourself with your heart at home. Mbah is still strong just to keep your mother in the hospital.

" he said it again as he cut off his grandson's words.

Paijo who could not fight Mbah Lanang at the moment could only nod his head.he let the middle-aged man leave just like that. It might be true what his uncle said, slowly, right now he needed to calm his heart.

and.to that stranger. Paijo was still very curious about the person.His face completely disturbed his inner calm.

why is my face so similar to mine? what's she---?

no, no way said my father's mother has been gone a long time since I was still in your stomach.

why does her face look so similar to mine? is he my father's brother? but--why did she hug mom?

Paijo continued to wonder inside his own mind.it felt like he wanted to break his head at this moment.

" yes Gusti... My sirah mumet tenan." he said while creeping his own hair.

(o Allah, my head hurts a lot).

Paijo got up from there and entered his own room.in immediately put down his body and immediately closed his eyes to sleep for a moment hoping to be healed after waking up later.

outside Paijo's house, the neighbors began to wonder about the men in suits who were always standby in front of Paijo's house.Since the incident Ningrum who fainted in the stall, now those people are not hiding anymore in guarding the family. now the big bosses who hire their services have given direct orders to them to always take care of the Paijo family wherever they go.

" tuh see.maju aja aja guard their home, but it's only Paijo who is inside, mbak ."

" he'em..mbak.why am I so scared? if mba Ningrum actually reported mbak jolekha to the police, we-we follow the kesret not well?" They started to get scared, even though they were just listening, but they also did not break up when Ningrum and Jolekha were fighting.

" we better look at Ningrum, we apologize directly to him, rather than going to hunt there are police who come to nangkep us..." everyone there nodded in agreement to the proposal of one of them.

" yasudah, we just ask directly to Paijo where mbak Ningrum in the care of. continue we directly look mbak Ningrumnya. sooner better mbak-mbak. instead of the first police come here, right?."

many of them went straight to Paijo's house, but when they would enter they had to deal with the men in the cooperation first.

seeing the arrival of the mothers make their eyebrows frowned but still show a flat face typical of bodyguards.

" excuse me mas-mas, we want to meet with Paijo. There is something we need to ask him ." asked one of them to the man.

" sorry.young master Jo is not being disturbed.he is resting. if you want to meet, mothers can come back later after waking up." they all gawked as the man called out to Paijo as young master. whereas they know Paijo is only a farmer's son and every day he has to help his mother deliver the results of her garden and rice fields to middlemen in the market.

" huh, but.. we just want to know where mbak Ningrum care only, we plan to look at mbak Ningrumnya" he said again trying to negotiate with those people.

" excuse me. You'd better go and come back later after the young master wakes up. I don't want you to make a fuss here and make our young master interrupted by his nap." his reply made the mothers snort in their direction.

" huh, basic.just want to ask what is wrong.anyways we usually also often ask for help with Paijo, the child is not at all disturbed even if it is resting." his gerutu make them want to not disperse from there.

they leave the house with a feeling of annoyance.on the road they all continue to grumble until they cross paths with a jolekha mother who is walking with her son Tuti.