Tough Widow
Shut up Ayu

''Why are you, Nan. It hurts?'' Ikram put the back of his hand on the forehead of the son. 

Hanan shook his head lazily. Take off the shirt and jacket. Throwing his body on the couch. Not saying a word. It's like everything feels empty. 

It's never been easier to part with Chika. In his shadow, his romance story will run smoothly like a highway. It turns out that, uh it turns out, there is a big stone that is blocking the blessing of the mother. It is difficult, but it must be like the mother who gave up her father for another woman. Rela sacrificed raising her children despite having to fight alone. 

If he comes home from school he always video calls with Chika, now he can only lament the emptiness that exists. Really, it hurts to make the heart ache. His smile, his candlestick still flashed across his brain. Even if the girl didn't send a message. Angry, upset, of course. Breaking up love for him is very painful, but must remain in his stance. 

''There's a problem with my mom?'' ask Ikram closer. 

Trying to reach into the heart of the son who lately rarely with him. 

''Maybe papa can help.''

''No way, Pa.'' Hanan closed his eyes. Covering his face with a pillow. Reluctant to interact with others when his heart is upset. Sure, everyone could not melt Ayu's frozen heart.

Ikram took a deep breath and continued his work that had to be completed before his wedding tomorrow. 

Glancing at Hanan who was slightly unsettled, as if something was being harbored. 

''Why are you anyway? Dong's story with papa!'' ask for the Pledge in a slow tone. 

He could not see the elder looking uneasy. Moreover, this is approaching the heart of importance. I have to make sure my family is okay. 

Not yet able to answer, the phone on the table rang. Ikram took his, looked at Hanan then received his connection. 

''Assalamualaikum, Mas.'' A distinctive sound was heard in Hanan's ears that were still lying beside Ikram.

''Greetings waalaikum, what's up, Yu?'' ask Ikram while closing his laptop. 

''Is Hanan there?'' ask Ayu the first time in a slightly flat tone. It is much different than when I say hello. 

''Yes, why?'' ask Ikram. 

Hanan grabbed her hair. He thought it would be a long time if everyone knew about his behavior yesterday. Surely not only Ayu, Ikram will also scold him. 

''Tell him that tonight me and Angga will sleep at my mother's house. Later if he asks directly to go there.''

Hanan wants to talk to Ayu, but in his heart whispers waiting for the right moment to apologize again. It is better to be silent for a while to cool the heart and mind. 

''Yes, I will tell him later.'' 

Ayu instantly closed the connection. Swiping clear circles that escaped from the corner of his eye. 

''Forgive me, Hanan. My mom did this because she loves you so much. Don't take this as punishment, because mom never had any intention to hurt you.''

Ikram resuscitated his back. Look at the living room ceiling. The biggest mistake of his life. It will always be present in memory. 

''Papa knows you and mama have a problem, but don't make her angry. No mother wants to see her child destroyed. Maybe your mind path is different, but remember without your mother, you cannot be like this, said Ikram at length. 

Hanan sat on the edge of the bed. Uniting his heart and mind that are still divided. Although it feels difficult he must do for the happiness of a mother. Isn't that more important for a boy? To be happy is the noblest thing above all else.

It was almost three in the afternoon, but Hanan was still reluctant to go home. Surely at home will meet Ayu who is cuek duck. Only Adiba and Alifa may be able to melt his worsening mood, while Angga, the man has not returned from his office. 

''If you want to sleep here no papa, let mama tell your mama.'' Harini just spoke from the doorway. 

''Ma'am, I have to go home scared of angry mama.'' 

Hanan put on his shoes and moved on, replacing his jacket with a white hoodie. Very fit in his athletic body. Even looking perfect is almost similar to Ikram when he was young.

In addition to farewell to Harini, Hanan also farewell to Ikram. I asked the man to pray so he could face his mother. Now Hanan is also conscious and will not be dating again. 

''Anyway you don't make mama cry, enough papa ever mean to her. You don't.'' Patting the elder's shoulder slowly. 

''Well, Pa.'' Hanan kissed the back of Ikram's hand and then left, riding his bike at a moderate pace like the papa's request. 

Hanan inhales in the scent of a rose that bursts from the direction of the garden. He deliberately entered through the side door. Guess for sure his mother is in the middle room along with Missa. 

Sure enough, Ayu saw who was joking with Adiba and Alifa, while Missa's mother went out of nowhere. 

Hanan greeted with a delicate voice. 

As usual, Ayu turned her head while answering her greetings. No matter how angry he is, he still sets a good example for the children and also the people around. 

''Sorry, Ma. I was late, I went to papa's house first.''

Hanan sat in front of Ayu. Using his two legs as a furnace to support his body. 

''Mama already knows.'' Shift his eyes in the other direction. Putting on a flat face as Hanan tried to melt the atmosphere. 

When will my mother be silent like this? 

Hanan was getting fed up with Ayu's attitude. In fact, this was only a day that they were not fully together but he was not able to anger the mother. Although it seems ordinary, but the pain is extraordinary even more pain than the actual wound. 

Is this how my mom felt when I lied? Hanan began to feel his guilt. 

''I pray ashar first, Ma, ''' said Hanan. 

''Hemmm, '' Ayu replied without opening her mouth. Glanced at Hanan at a glance and again watched Adiba and Alifa who were busy working on PR. 

''Eh Hanan, you just came home, son?'' bu Winda's voice made Ayu turn her head but remained the same, with a stiff expression. 

''Yes, Oma. I went to papa's house first, there was a need for a little.'' There was a crisp sound of laughter from the corner of Hanan's lips, I don't know what to do next, it looks like the man is fine. 

''Don't get angry too late, Yu. My mother agreed with Angga. Hanan is a good boy, he must have been aware of his mistake, pity if silenced like that, said Missa behind Ayu.

''Yes, Ma, '' Ayu replied briefly.