Asiyah End Times
Asiyah Decree

Tonight at dinner together. Asiyah felt something unusual about her husband. He found Pak Jendi occasionally pensive in his chew.

"What's wrong with brother? Why do you eat this way?" ask Asiyah. Gentler.

"There's nothing, Brother is fine," replied Mr. Jendi, continuing his meal.

Asiyah.

Until we finish eating. And the night is getting late. It seems like this is the moment that Mr. Jendi is waiting for to talk to Asiyah.

On their beds. "Darling, hhmmm, our house is not too big like a palace, also this house is only inhabited by the two of us, and the house is not too big,

"Yes, why?" ask Asiyah.

"Hhmmm, let you have a job at home and not bored, starting next month we do not need to use a household assistant again huh? You can cook yourself, wash yourself, clean your own house, like Mama, all done alone, without ART," explained Mr. Jendi.

Asiyah just kept quiet. Look at her husband's face, then lower her eyes.

The tears were shed again. After the money he never received again. Then he must take it all off. It's really painful.

"But Bang? If you have to do everything alone, Asiyah cannot. What about our pregnancy program? Then, what about the monthly money that Asiyah never received again from Abang? Will the daily shopping money will be left everything to Asiyah, if later Asiyah takes care of this house alone?" ask Asiyah. With his grievance. With astonishment. With curiosity. It is also a sadness that cannot be denied.

"Abang will give the ration of the needs of this house to Asiyah to taste," explained Mr. Jendi, briefly.

"What really happened, brother? If indeed we are already in a falling financial condition, why not just let Asiyah work again?" ask Asiyah again. At least try to provide a solution to the problems that her husband is facing.

"Hhhmmm.Ashiyah, no way, can be destroyed by your reputation as the owner of a large company, let alone journalists have already disseminated your pregnancy program that requires you to take a break from your career. It is impossible right, society suddenly sees you back in this entertainment world, so what do you have to answer? Because we are poor? So Asiyah?" obviously Mr. Jendi, with a little bit of his anger. His tone of voice seemed to be rising. His face continued to give a taut expression.

"Is that all you think? Brother Himself? Brother's reputation? What about Asiyah Bang?" Asiyah let out a little of her anger. His tone also slightly increased. That answer made him feel even more depressed.

Mr. Joints are silent.

Asiyah was silent too.

Their anger makes them feel tired.

"Yamaa.." Pak Jendi suddenly said. Slowly. Lowering his tone of voice.

"Mamaaa asks to buy a new car. But calm Sayangg, Brother has an idea, Your car is still good, and rarely used at home, how about your car for Mama only?" Mr. Joints spoke quickly. Trying as fast as lightning.

Asiyah looked at her husband more deeply. It just gets more painful.

"Not so Sayangg, can also your car we sell, keep the money in for two Mama, continue to buy each car, gmn?" connect Mr. Joints, quickly again. It was as if it did not give Asiyah a gap to speak.

Asiyah remained silent.

A few minutes passed.

Joints was silent. I don't know what to say to his wife anymore. Just hope he gets the 'yes' answer from Asiyah's lips.

Mr. Sendi thinks Asiyah is a good woman. Of course it is not difficult for him if only just give half of the price of his car is so expensive to Mama, his father-in-law Asiyah.

And the assumption of Mr. Jendi was right. Asiyah did not immediately reject the wishes of Mama, from her husband's request. The previous Asiyah had indeed heard their conversation this afternoon. Of course Asiyah had been thinking hard ever since.

The night is getting late. Asiyah slept with tears falling from the corner of her eyes. Defend Mr. Jendi.

Krriingg.. Pak Jendi's phone sounded. There's a phone call from Mama. Joints immediately lifted him up.

"Assalamu'alaykum, yes Ma, what's wrong?" answer Joints.

"No, son, how? Have you asked Asiyah about her car? Mama needs a quick, son?" mama's voice sounded soft, but pressed her tone.

"Yes Ma was patient, Asiyah said, tomorrow the answer," Joints replied with gentleness. So that you do not feel offended or sad.

"Aahhhh pretentious to postpone the answer only He!! what's wrong with giving the car to Mama!! He also has a good life at home, not work, everyone lives with you!! Remind the same Asiyah Yes, Mama who has given birth to you, raised You until You become what you are today, does He not feel indebted to Mama??!! You can still be good, arrogant really He!!" obviously Mama. Nyerocos was full of anger. Tartly. Urges. Pressing his tone high. Unstoppable emotions. Mama really wanted that car that Asiyah owned.

"Maa, not so Maa, the car is the property of its customer Asiyah during the girl, not when married to Joints, the car is full rights for Asiyah Ma," explained Jendi, softly.

"Lagian Asiyah already had nothing else, Asiyah also stopped working to give children to Jendi, grandchildren for Mama, not to berleha-leha at home," continued Sendi again. Defending Asiyah.

"Haallaahh.The reason is, you are the mother who gave birth, remember, bet your life for you!!" obviously Mama again. Affirms. Still with his anger.

"Mama Patient ya Maa, just a car for Mama, Joints make sure there, Mama calm your mind yaa," softly Mr. Jendi replied to Mama's anger.

The phone call is over.

It turned out that Asiyah heard all the talk between Mama and Pak Jendi. When the phone rang earlier, immediately Asiyah was awake. But Asiyah pretended to sleep. Again to hear their talk.

Like a proverb 'pucuk beloved ulam also arrived'. The voice of the phone from Mama is set by Pak Jendi using loudspeaker mode. Until it was heard clearly the voice of the conversation of Mama and Mr. Jendi.

How Mom's anger at Asiyah. How as if Mama urged her husband to give her a car immediately. And how a mother from her husband brought up her nature as a woman and also a mother to Mr. Jendi. Asiyah had heard everything.

As if not understand, that what is done by Mama is her nature as a woman and also her obligation as a mother to Pak Sendi.

The night passed.

This morning at breakfast.

Asiyah won't wait long. Asiyah did not want Mama's anger to re-peak to him. Better to give up first.

"Bang, Asiyah agreed if Asiyah's car was sold, and the money will be divided into two Mama to buy two more cars, then Asiyah handed over her letters to Abang, immediately take care of everything," asiyah.

With a short and clear explanation. Asiyah also immediately finished her breakfast. Leaving her husband alone. With a lightning-fast hand rubbed the cheek that had been pierced by those tears of pain.

Mr. Jendi who heard Asiyah's statement was silent. Looked at Asiyah's face for a moment. Until he saw his wife who passed away quickly left him.