
The atmosphere of the night full of stars, the distinctive aroma of the soil that has just been wet with fresh rain water infiltrates the chest cavity. Me and Guntur Mas and my parents were enjoying the souvenirs that Guntur Mas brought from the village. He told Mom and Dad if it was a gift from both parents. My husband is really good at theatrics. I support the Thunder mas play in front of my parents. Even the charade of him who claimed that he had problems with fertility.
“What not try alternative medicine first son, if indeed medical has not produced results?” Ask Mom to Guntur.
“God willing we focus on medical first, Mom. Later if there are no new results that are alternative.” Answer Guntur politely.
But when the mother seemed to want to give advice, the eyes of the father on the mother made the mother seem to divert the conversation.
“Wah, tell your Mom yes Tour, Delicious. Repot-repot to a lot of it..” Mommy said.
Yes guntur brought almost two large cardboard souvenirs. From anchovy peyek, soy peyek, belida and empek fish crackers that I'm sure aren't mother-made. It was handmade by Mbak Ani, I memorize the special vinegar made by mbak Ani. Not that I was negatively thinking with my mother-in-law, but my tongue understood my mother-in-law's cooking, let alone rempeyek or peyek. Mom's not good at making that one snack.
“No Ma'am, no hassle. Mom is busy even afraid less he said. Keep every day lonely he said without Sekar.” Mas Guntur.
I almost choked on the gallows I just chewed. I'm sure it's impossible, Mas Guntur just wants father and mother not to worry. Ah, I remember Umi Siti's message when she was getting married. He told me. That getting married is the glue between families. My family and my husband's family. My family aches with the Thunder family depends on us. And now we have to play ourselves as that glue. Without having my mother and father know that I have not been fully accepted by my two in-laws, and my troubled fallopian tube condition has finally added a common thread between me and my two in-laws.
“There or not the offspring let Gusti Allah play a role. You don't focus too much on what you don't already have but be grateful that you may not have someone else.” Said my Father to us.
“Nggeh Sir.” Said Guntur and myself together.
“Gun, I live first yes. To deliver your souvenirs. Imas seems to have finished frying his empeck.” Say Mother. The thunderman lowered his head.
I also followed my mother to the house of my brother and father to taste souvenirs from Mas Guntur. Mom and Dad disappeared from behind the kitchen door. I moved to the next side of Guntur. I pinched his thigh.
“Aduh... What the hell is Dik... still less?” Ask Mas Guntur.
“Two weeks LDR, already good at performing my sauami apparently.” My speech.
“Hehe…. Continue to want you, while talking about the same father and mother? See they are sad to hear the real story?” Tanya Mas Guntur squeezed my nose.
I laughed, I loosened my head and looked at the stars scattered in the black sky accompanied by the moon.
“Hopefully one day mom and dad accept me yes Mas...”. There was a feeling of sadness because Guntur said to go home one more week. And of course I have to be a strong Sekar again.
“Aamiin.. Forgive me Yes, if you have a lot of money. Maybe I can take you home often. So you are a little amused..” Say mas Guntur while following the direction my eyes look.
“Who has a lot of money is the key happy?” I asked as I looked towards him.
“Women who feel insecure who have a husband who has minimal possessions.” Mas Guntur.
“But not the wife of Mas Guntur anyway?” Ask me while pulling the corner of the lips.
“Tell me why you've never whined to buy Mejikom? Mas two weeks you stay just felt it was complicated once you go, cook it if you want to eat warm rice.” Tanya Mas Guntur while pulling his rattan chair more and more tightly towards me.
I clasped the hand of the thunder.
“Mas used to say that he did not like the rice that was warmed using that machine. He said less than good. Continues, I do not want later in the day later without clothes and my hands and feet tied just because I include a wife who is too demanding.” My answer.
“This is clearly pas njai used to sit always in front.. “.
I leaned against his arm, and the question of Thunder patting my thighs, made me flutter affectionately in his burly arms.
“Then, what makes you stay by the side of the mas, when mom and dad just keep throwing words that hurt you?” Ask Guntur.
“Mas, I might have chosen a man to be a husband. But I'm Kyai Furqon and Umi Siti. Likewise, Guntur mas, can choose a wife but not with us born into the world. We can't choose to be born to parents who are who and how." My speech.
Maybe Guntur's mother and father are not perfect people. But mother has made Guntur a perfect man. Because the mother gave her love to the Thunder mas from the womb to adulthood. Then how can I as the wife of Guntur mas, will give up just because mother does not like me. Cemen once it feels me, if you have to retreat just because of mom and dad. My husband has an incredible love. I was lucky that I got married at the time not because of my lust. Because I want to perfect half of my religion. Intention to worship in a household. And it wasn't easy. There are a lot of waves coming. Including my husband's family.
Long time serving ndalem in kali len. I learned a lot about the things that happen in life but my heart refused, I had to legowo, accept whatever God intended. Including I have to accept the condition of mother and father who do not like me. Because it happens because God wills. I've corrected my attitude while being their daughter-in-law. There was no action and no horn, only my arrival as a daughter-in-law was not right. When their love first for Arum. And now, when I have trouble conceiving, perhaps from my mother's dislike of me, there is a riddho of God on me in order to attain glory as her sholihah servant, the wife of the sholihah Guntur mas.
"Western ticket to heaven, you already have that ticket. Ridho me for you until the end of my life. And may you and I stay together until the call comes." Please Mas Guntur.
Tonight, the stars and the moon bear witness. That my husband just said something that the wives might miss.
"Aami.... Qobul Rabb." Say me in my heart.