Treasure, Throne, Renata
Angels Also Know Renata's Story

06.30 WIB – Cikampek Toll Road

The car we were driving drove at KM 57, taking us to my mother-in-law's house in Bogor. Yes, now my status is legal to be a son-in-law even though he does not know that we were married yesterday. Ray was very anxious, guilt continued to envelop him. I tried to calm my husband down so as not to fidget constantly, maybe his family should know about our relationship. Therefore Ray made the determination to come to Mama in Bogor.

“ Mas, who will gather at Mama's house?”, ask Ray who is behind the wheel of his car.

“ Rich ordinary is Mas Doni, Nana, Radit mostan”, he replied.

“ What are their reactions? Angry what not?”.

“ Loh why be angry? It's my decision, and it doesn't violate religion, right?”.

“ Yes, but know for themselves that they know you are still in the trial process. As if I took the rights of the people”.

“ The trial is only status in the eyes of the country, many people who have been divorced for years but males ngurus because they have no cost. The important thing is that I have officially divorced religiously from last March Ren “, he said, caressing my head.

“ Trus how will Mama react? I'm afraid Mama ga nerima “, I answered worriedly.

“ Surely Mama nerima you love, I'm sure you can take Mama's heart “.

I just kept quiet and didn't want to assume Ray's family's attitude toward me anymore. Even if his brother can't accept it, it's not a problem for me. The most important thing for us is the blessing of his mother, my peer is not much if only take the heart of the in-laws.

12.30 WIB – Bogor

Finally our car arrived also in the yard of my mother-in-law's house, seen a silver MPV car and a matic motorbike parked in front of the yard, my heart was racing because it had to face the Rayendra family.

“ Come on baby, we're down. There's Radit and his wife in Dalem, you haven't met them, have you? “, invite Ray to enter his mother's house immediately.

“ You first who entered dong Mas, know everyone that loh. Don't be rich yesterday maen stay-stay aja”, I replied upset because of Ray's attitude the other day in this house.

“ It will not be left again, just calm. You who bring the parcel gih, later give directly to Mama“.

I got out of the car carrying a parcel of fruit in my left hand, while my right hand held Ray's arm tightly. I heard the sound of laughter coming from inside the house, sounding familiar and full of warmth. The laughter became clearer as soon as we set foot on the front porch, the door opened so I could see some people gathered inside.

“ Assalamualaikum, widiiiih already on collecting nih “, greet Ray in front of the entrance.

The sound of laughter stopped instantly, all pairs of eyes glanced at us with shocked gazes. Babe Mas Doni who from outside I heard was throwing a guyonan immediately fell silent as soon as we came. His hands scratched his non-itchy head.

While Nana and Radit throw one another a glance, their mouths shut as soon as Ray greets. A man beside Nana was watching me from head to toe.

“ Waalaikumsalam. Both Ray?”, say hello to us Doni.

“ Yes Both. Mana Aldo, I haven't seen “ in a long time.

“ There is the same bundle at home, again want PTS he said “.

“ Dit, when dateng? Where's Arka?”, Ray asked the man who looked younger than him.

“ From kemaren malem nginep here. Arka again go equally mundane do not know where “, he replied.

“ Ren, know this Radit my sister “, he said.

I received Radit's helping hand, his cold gaze not looking me in the eye at all.

“ If it's Dirga husband Nana, Dirunin this Renata “.

“ Dirga”, he said as he clenched his hand, he did not welcome my hand job.

“ Mas met Mama first yuk “, I asked Ray, my hands have tingled with parcel from earlier.

Finally we went into my in-laws room, looking like he was sleeping while playing his cell phone.

“ Assalamualaikum Ma, how sick?”, greet Ray while hugging his mother's body.

“ Eh Ray, Mama did not know you came, when until Ray?”.

“ Just Ma, Renata maksa Ray to look Mama “.

“Ma eh Ma.... how are you? Rena brought fruit for Mother nih “, I said awkwardly while approaching my curled-up body-in-law.

“ Waalaikumsalam. Well bother to bring all the fruit, thanks ya”.

“ Rena is very worried so know Mama is sick. She bought fruit for my mom. Previously if Mama to Bandung, Rena want to invite Mama to shop together “ streets, said Ray.

“ Sorry Ren, next time. His name is also a disease of the elderly, likes to suddenly like dizziness until the body lemes “, reject it politely.

“ Yes Mom is okay, the important thing is healthy Mom continues, later if it has healed we go for a walk yes “, I replied while massaging my in-laws' feet.

We both came out of the room looking for Nana, but they were not in the living room. Ray goes to the kitchen to find his sister's nose, but apparently Nana is not there either. I lay my body on the sofa looking around the room, until my eyes were fixed on a family portrait still hanging beside my in-laws room. A portrait of Father, Mother, Ray, Nana Radit, and Mas Doni with their respective partners. They were all carrying their young children. I looked deeply into Ray's photo with Rania at that time, filled with jealousy in the heart to see the photos of their togetherness were still on display there.

“ Do not have to look at the photo, Mama did not want to go down the photo because there is a picture of Papa there “, said Ray who suddenly came to bring a drink for me.

“ Mas, when should we talk to Mama about our status? Sodara you just run away do not know where”.

“ Iya be patient yes, later also my sisters are familiar with you “.

Then suddenly Nana, Dirga, Radit and Mas Doni came out of the back room, they looked giggling as soon as they came out of the room.

“ Have you eaten yet? I pesen food yes “.

“ Have eaten Ray, thanks “, the answer is short.

“ Dir want pizza ga? Want on pesen what flavor?”.

“ No, already full Ray”, replied Dirga.

“ Na, Mama cook fried chicken ga? I miss Mama”'s cooking.

“ Not cooking, I also bought rice padang. Now the hell has it all “, replied Nana Short.

“ Oh so we eat out tar malem yuk “.

“ No ah, I want to go back Ray “, replied Radit.

“ I too, kasian si Aldo want exam tomorrow “, said mas Doni.

“ So I want to invite Mama aja, sure not to come?”, said Ray still trying to convince them.

“ Ouch the Aldo has sent back. Behind me first well “, he said in a hurry while ignoring Ray's invitation.

“ No more minjem screwdriver lo Mas heheh”, said Nana.

“ Hehe it turns out I still have a screwdriver at home, do not want to run again ah. I am loyal to his people “.

“ Well so dong faithful to one screwdriver ya Mas “.

“ Yoih, so if there is a broken one fix it first, do not rush to be replaced “, replied Mas Doni with a meaningful smile.

“ You guys say what the hell, why so discuss the screwdriver?”, asked Radit astonished to look at Mas Doni and Nana who throw each other insinuations.

“ I'm back first. Ray, send greetings to Brother, Kica the same Kian ya. I miss them “. He said as he patted Ray's shoulder as it passed.

“ I want to go to the mosque first with Dirga, lo walk aja take nyokap if you want “, Radit said following Mas Doni.

“ I want to nyuapin Syifa first ah, lo pesen pizza just make two yak “, said Nana while passing into her room.

One by one they all left us. This isn't the first time they've avoided chatting with me. I have been very upset with their treatment, no matter how hard I try to gain sympathy it must be all in vain.

“ Mas, we invite Mama nginep at the hotel tonight yuk, let there be a new atmosphere”.

“ Well good idea Ren, Mama must be very fond. I invite Mama now ya”, welcome Ray enthusiastically while passing to his Mama's room.

I'm not really sure of my idea, this is the second time our presence has been subtly rejected by them. But what can be done, my efforts must be persistent to get the blessing of his mother.

“ Darling, Mama wants to be invited to stay at the hotel. Finally we can also nginep Mama”, said joy while hugging myself.

I pushed Ray's body slowly, feeling uneasy when Nana saw us hugging here. Finally my path opens little by little to gain sympathy, let time answer who is better for Ray.

“Because you don't see

Sometimes angels don't have wings

Not brilliant, not beautiful

But this love, please fight

The angels know too

Who is the champion”

Angel Also Know – Dee Lestari