Slander Fruits of Karma
Don't hurt my son

The Part 46

It has been two days Novia was sick but Irwan figure has not yet appeared, Pak Wahyu and his wife did not want to ask the whereabouts of their daughter-in-law they chose to focus on taking care of her grandson.

This afternoon, Novia got up and got off the bed crying Diba disturbed her sleep. She pulled over the nets of the swing cloth and lifted the baby.

" Your diapers are wet, son, get changed first."

Novia takes a dry diaper on a baby clothes rack and replaces it.

Mrs Ratih who passed in front of Novia's room peeked inside because the door was not tightly closed.

" Diba why Vi ?"

Novia turned to the origin of the sound "the diaper is wet mah, this is just finished in change."

" Oh, how are you doing now ?"

" It's starting to get better anyway."

" Thank God, don't forget to eat."

" Yes, oh, where's Millah ?"

" In front, play with papa he's also finished bathing."

" Mommy ahead, rest."

Mrs Ratih closed the bedroom door and walked out to meet her husband and granddaughter on the terrace.

Up on the porch she sat in a chair next to her husband, in front of them Camillah was making scribbles in the picture book.

Mrs Ratih looked at her granddaughter's lines on the paper, "Millah drew what ?"

" This is mama, this is papa, this is Diba's grandpa, and this is Millah." Enthusiastically he pointed at one by one the pictures of the people on the paper.

" This kid, do you miss your papa ? It's too bad you don't understand what's going on with your parents."

Bu Ratih continued to observe the image, appearing four people who were holding hands. Although the picture is still not perfect but very clearly looks like a whole and happy family.

The middle-aged woman's heart was filled, Camillah had always looked cheerful but it turned out that deep down she harbored a hope.

Mrs Ratih turned to her husband, "the reward."

" Yes, just let him spill out his heart through the picture." Mr. Wahyu.

Mrs Ratih's eyes glazed, she herself was also confused what to do while Irwan's parents did not want to care even his children and grandchildren were not considered to exist.

" Well, when do we stay silent ? Mama can't bear to see them."

" Until Novia asks us to solve her problems, as long as she is silent we simply wish them all the best."

" Well, Novia is now sick because she keeps her problem alone what's wrong with us asking ?"

" Yes papa understand, but as parents we do not interfere in the child's household unless the husband has hurt his new physique we act."

" Don't remember you didn't want anything to happen to our son."

Pak Wahyu just smiled, he was very familiar with the character of his wife who did not like if the people closest to him were hurt he would frontally fight.

Therefore, Mr. Revelation very carefully speaks when it comes to his children and grandchildren, because he does not want his wife to be provoked by emotions.

Meanwhile Irwan today came home early, he locked himself in the room. His gaze swept across the room, there was still a Novia briefcase hanging on the wall of the room.

" I miss you guys, how are you guys there ? I'm sorry I keep hurting you."

Irwan muttered alone, he wanted to see his son and wife but he was ashamed to not even have the courage. While his parents, let alone help, asked about the state of his son-in-law and grandson never.

Irwan rubbed his face rough, his heart riled to think of how to get to see his son and wife.

" Fahrul said, I play with fire but I don't know how to put it out, aah siaall. " Snap him while throwing a pillow on the floor.

Long thought Irwan finally decided, tonight he will go to his in-laws' house whatever will happen later he resignedly accepted. Her parents couldn't have expected her to live without her parents.

Irwan opened his eyes then glanced at the clock on the table then gathered his consciousness for a second then he patted hard on his forehead.

" Gosh, my plan failed where maybe I woke up Novia at four in the morning I could have guessed a maling huuft."

His sleepiness instantly disappeared, he got up and got out of bed then stepped into the kitchen to fetch a glass of water.

After that he went out into the living room, apparently the door was still wide open. Last night he didn't close the door.

Irwan closed the door and sat down in the living room, then took a cigarette with him in the morning. His mind drifted along with the cigarette smoke he exhaled.

He finished his cigarette then went into the room, of course continuing his sleep. The plan changed, waking up early he would go there to pick up Camillah and drive her to school.

The sound of a crowing rooster woke Irwan, he rushed up and glanced at the clock.

" Six o'clock in the morning, there's still time Camillah leaves school at half-eight."

He went into the bathroom, cleaned himself up and changed clothes. With quick steps Irwan came out of the house and locked the door.

Without heating the engine first, he immediately started the car and drove to his home-in-law in a race against time, not to let Novia's father who drove Camillah.

She had already arrived in front of her in-laws house, the house looked quiet as usual, before descending she took a deep breath throwing off her nervousness.

After feeling calm, he went down and slowly stepped up.

" Assalamualaikum."

" Maikokumussalam." Sounds authentic from within, before long his mother-in-law appeared. When I saw Irwan standing in front of the door, Ratih's face immediately changed showing a hostile expression.

The two only look at each other for a while no one wants to start a conversation, fortunately Mr. Revelation came out and greeted.

" Eh Irwan, it's been a while ? Let's go in."

" Eehh just got to the reward."

" Where's novia ?" continued

" It's been in the room, it's been three days that she's been sick let's go in."

" Yes pah." Irwan's legs felt difficult to move because of nervousness, plus the face of the mother who was sour and her gaze like she wanted to skin Irwan.

In an awkward atmosphere it sounded footsteps approaching.

Irwan saw the figure of his son emerge from the room, Camillah immediately ran towards Irwan and hugged his legs.

" Papa, where did you come from now ?" His head looked up as he continued to hug his father's feet.

Irwan lowered his head, "Papa again work, so new can come now mama and dedek where ?"

" Mama's sick, Dedek Diba cries and continues to beat."

Irwan was silent for a moment "good thing you showed up to save your papa "he muttered inwardly.

" Come pah, let's see mama in the room." Camillah forced Irwan's hand into the room.

Pak Wahyu and his wife just looked at each other, then Pak Wahyu stepped out leaving his wife but quickly mama Ratih followed her husband's steps.

Both of them sat, both silent with their minds.

While in the room, Novia was shocked when she saw her husband and son enter the room.

Suddenly his tongue was groaned, his whole body cold and his chest tightened "Mill... Milla.huh." Novia's gaze blurred and her body instantly collapsed.

" Mamaa." Camillah screamed with all her might and ran towards the mother as well as Irwan with a quick move she caught Novia's head almost banged on the bed.

Hearing Camillah's screams, without waiting for long, Wahyu and his wife ran into Novia's room.

" What's this, what's wrong with Novia."

Madam Ratih approached and pushed Irwan's body, then she took over supporting Novia's unconscious body.