
Ms. Hana who had just arrived from the airport after her considerable departure to China had to swallow a bitter pill, when his usually magical neighbor appeared in front of him and said that all this time his daughter-in-law, Laila was bullied by the mother of the complex because she thought barren.
At first, Miss Hana couldn't believe it, but the magical neighbor who only appeared during the full moon was very good at convincing him without changing clothes or even entering his house first, Bu Hana immediately swung a step towards the road, where the daughter-in-law's house is.
The house looked deserted, but from where it stood now Bu Hana could hear clearly the sound of crying towards the blue inside the house.
Slowly, Ms. Hana stepped into the house. Deliberately did not say hello because he was very curious what they were talking about in there, until accidentally his ears caught the words Fatur and Farah who asked a baby to be present in Laila's stomach.
"Laila, is it true that you're barren?"
Ms. Hana could not control her speech, her desire to have many grandchildren instantly seemed to collapse when she heard the words of her magical neighbor earlier. Until Bu Hana accidentally said that sentence, the sentence he knew would definitely ruin Laila's mood.
"Children, we play outside again yuk. Let grandma talk to the teacher." Elis who could read the situation immediately invited the twins to leave the room. Don't forget he closed the door to Laila's room after being outside.
Now that only Hana and Laila were left in the room, Hana came closer demanding an answer from Laila's own mouth. While Laila looks wrong behavior to choose to throw away the face of the in-laws who previously loved it. But for some reason the current atmosphere was different, laila could feel how disappointed Bu Hana was at this moment.
"What's going on, son? Mom just arrived and already got news not wearing like this. Who started this news actually, is all the news true? Tell me it's a lie, Laila. You're not barren, are you?"
Bu Hana asked in a soft tone, but it could not be denied that at this time there was a disappointment that was struggling in his heart.
Laila's eyes looked foggy, she did not dare to look at the mother-in-law who seemed to be starting to look at her side.
After a while, Ms. Hana spread her hands to Laila.
"Come, Son. I know you need a shoulder to lean on right now."
Laila's cry broke instantly, without any more ba bi bu she turned around then hit Hana's body and cried as if it were there. I don't know how many cries on this day that he let out, but at this time in his chest felt so plump after hearing the attention of Bu Hana that turned out not to change at all, but at this time in his heart, his chest was so plump after hearing the attention of Bu Hana who turned out not to change at all, the bird reached his ears.
"Say, son, is it true that you're barren? I won't believe anyone else's words if I don't hear from you" asked Bu Hana as she gently rubbed Laila's head, which was now leaning against her chest. Her crying began to subside leaving only a small stuffing.
"If Laila said no, would you believe it?" muttered Laila very slowly, honestly she was afraid to reveal everything to her in-laws, Laila was afraid if she had to lose her mother-in-law as good as Bu Hana who was almost equivalent to the affection of her own biological mother.
Ms. Hana nodded. "Yes, of course I'll believe you more now just tell me what it is, is it true that the person said that you were barren?"
Laila pulls away from Bu Hana's embrace, takes a deep breath and convinces herself that Ms. Hana is not as naive as she thinks.
"Laila .. don't know, Mom. All of that is just the assumption of people," answered Laila honestly.
But he could see that Bu Hana breathed a sigh of relief and drew a smile on her tired-looking face.
"Mom has an idea, so that you will no longer be the subject of people's gossip. How about we ...."
****
Somewhere else.
"Yes, I've already adopted you and told you that I went to the hospital with Zaki." Bu Ambar replied as he stepped with a tray containing pudding that had been made before Dara came home.
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Fruit pudding that Dara likes during pregnancy.
"What did you say, Bun? Does he need help?" ask Dara while taking a piece of pudding with a sparkling face, especially when enjoying it Dara seemed to want to spend it all.
Bu Ambar shook his head because he did not want Dara to keep thinking about Indi, but Bu Ambar wanted Dara to focus on her own little family and let Indi and her mother take care of themselves. Paying for their residence for a full year was enough for Ambar.
"Nothing, that's all. You've finished the pudding, mother wants to call Elis to bring the twins home, mother already miss."
Dara nodded, and let her mother-in-law step towards the back porch. Dara is refocusing on her phone which displays incoming call logs from Indi wa numbers.
****
"Where, In? Can you?" ask Bu Maryam while approaching the place of Indi who is trying to make sambal for nasi uduk while looking at the tutorial on yutub.
Indi who was cool to stick an onion while rubbing his wet eyes only looked at it and nodded.
"It's hard, Mom. But Indi sure can."
"Do you need to help? Mumpung your son again sleeping," bargained Miss Maryam while looking at the condition of the kitchen is messy because after a long time finally Indi began to try cooking again.
"Please masakin hot water to soak the noodles vermicelli, ma'am." Indi answered without looking.
Miss Maryam nodded, took the pot and filled it with water from the gallon then placed it on the stove. While waiting for the hot water Bu Maryam checked the rice that had been cooked Indi in the rice cooker, the fragrant smell of coconut milk and bay leaves crooked as soon as the rice cooker closed in the open.
"Well, the rice's good, In. This is like it can be sold," said Miss Maryam while stirring the rice that had just been cooked.
Indi looked over and smiled. "Alhamdulillah then, ma'am. After this just learn to make the cake, hopefully it can also be without obstacles. So that we can quickly sell," said Indi expectantly.
Ms. Maryam agreed with Indi's words, then went back to the front of the stove and turned it off because the water that had been cooked was boiling.
While pouring water into a small basin containing noodle vermicelli that has been broken into two parts. Miss Maryam was like hearing the voice of people calling from the front.
"Of course there's people, I'll see first, In."
Miss Maryam stepped out of Indi towards the front porch, the sound became clearer as she got closer to the terrace.
When he arrived at the family room that penetrated directly into the living room of Miss Maryam stopped suddenly, his eyes widened with a reddened face.
"Well what else are you here?" guts snapped.