
"Assynnya!"
"Ma! Mama...! Assalamualaikum!"
Genta and I have arrived at his doorstep in the central part of the capital.
Houses that are large enough for the lower middle residential area.
I occasionally peeked out the window, then looked up at the second floor balcony.
Tok tok...
"Wasth...! Nadia!"
"Mama!"
Tok tok tok tok
Slender. No answer.
"Who's looking?"
Suddenly the voice of the woman surprised us. And I grew more surprised, knowing who the woman who rebuked us earlier.
"Mother Bianca???"
Bianca is the wife of CEO Jacky, a former fiancee of Mas Jonathan. But a while ago I heard myself Mas Jonathan said that Mr. Jacky and Ms. Bianca are divorced. What interests until he can be in front of my mother's house?
"You??? What are you doing here?"
"My name's Liana! I'll remember!" I said I was trying to get along with him.
"I knew. People who are close to Jonathan because of what's going on?"
I just squinted my eyes. I do not understand the meaning of his words that contain mystery.
"This is my real mama's house!" I said to switch the subject.
"Your birth mother? Aunt Farida?"
Deg.
Why did he call her aunt? It seems... He is no stranger to my mother!
"She's the second wife of my mother's sister!"
So then? My mother is aunt Mirna's sister-in-law? Bianca's mother? Oh Allah... The narrowness of this world!
"What's? Second wife?" Genta sabot asked. And I also realized the words of Bianca.
"Second wife???"
"Geez! Where have you been all this time? Ck ck... I don't know my own mother's status!"
Genta and I looked at each other.
Mama is the second wife? Then... Who was Papa Bambang's first wife?
"His first wife was a PNS group IV/c. A Principal at SMAN!"
Me and Genta gaped.
"Third wife, you want to know too? Or you don't even know that Om Bambang has three wives?"
"What???"
Contact me and Genta jerked.
Mama...! Your fate! You asked for a divorce from Papa just because Papa is a Banten descendant who is shaking his business! But it was even tethered to a land crocodile who had married. Mamma... Unfortunately you!
"Where's my Mama? Nadia, Intan too? Where's them?"
"They're at Eyang's house! It hurts so hard! Wh why? What are you looking for them for?"
I'm gobsmacked. The former CEO turned out to be minimal attitude. It's worth getting divorced, Jacky. Hm...
"Sister, let's just go home!" the word Genta makes me doubtful.
"Masa' has come a long way, even going home without seeing Mama, Gen!" my elak won't budge.
"Sister Liana? Genta's brother?"
"Witho!"
"Which mom?" I asked my half-sister who had just come regardless of his cousin, Bianca.
"God! Where's my house key?" ask Bianca ketus on Intan.
My sister was a different mother, and the father took the key from her bag.
Not that she was grateful, but Bianca left just like that.
Really don't know manners! Umpatku upset himself.
"Sister, would you like to see Mama?" tanya Intan is friendly.
Intan is 20 years old, but she is calm and mature. From a small age, he was quiet. I used to underestimate because I was jealous of Intan as well as Nadia. But now, I don't know where that taste evaporates. Change into a sense of compassion towards love. Especially after knowing that the reality of their lives is also not much better than me.
Miris.
"I'll call Mama first huh, Brother, Bang? Let Mama get home with Nadia! Come in, Brother, Bang! Please sit!"
Genta and I broke into Mama's house. Looks beautiful but turns out to be empty.
Maybe this is the first time I've entered my mother's house in a different light. With my identity and character now. I could only embrace the shoulder of my silent half-brother without a word.
Sorry, Intan... Your brother always misunderstood you guys! I used to think of your life as a happy Royal Princess getting complete parental affection. Not like I have so many flaws. Turns out... Their lives also bear the burden.
Mama arrived shortly after Intan called her.
I stood up and hugged him tightly. My heart breaks to see my mother's face. Try to refrain from spilling tears on the cheeks.
"Mama! How's Mama doing?"
"Neither healthy, Son!"
"Thank God!"
Mama smiled broadly. It seems he is happy to have a distant guest. Our visit was so pleasant, maybe for him. Because Mama, Intan also Nadia very enthusiastic to serve all the sweets to me and Genta.
I am grateful, because it was not so slid here because Genta looks lazy. Though this is adab we have to respect the parents no matter what.
Mamma... Forgive Liana, Ma! All this time I had bad thoughts about my mom! But there's something Liana regrets. Why did you ask Papa for divorce when God was testing your life with the destruction of your efforts? If only my mother had been more patient. If at that time you hold hands. Maybe this story won't be sad like this. But I don't blame you, Ma! Nah! Because my mind is now grown. Everyone has their own destiny line. Maybe this is the way God gave Mama the door to goodness. With patience and a test of your life as the second wife of a man married to three wives.
Now I realize. The thorn in the marriage was not only the actor or the third person. But... Economic factors can also be a destroyer of household relationships become not harmonious.
"You guys ate? Lunch here huh? Or the... How about a one night stay? We sleep in one room together? Want huh?" my mom asked a lot of things.
"Mama... Pardon me! Liana and Genta are working tomorrow. We don't take a vacation. Maybe next time we come back to see Mama and the sisters for a few days!"
My sisters smiled. It's the first time I've called a stepbrother a 'sister'. Heart warms. And it seems to also reach the heart of Intan as well as Nadia.
After all, we are born of the same woman. The noble woman is Mama.
Thank you, Mom, for bringing me into the world. It makes me know how colorful the world is. Full of tears is happy too. And I must be more grateful to my Lord, the God of Azza Wazzalla.
SERIATE