Enough One Wife
Mother Diultimatum
Ica is still here. Mother held him on the grounds of taking Ica to lunch because Ica had helped Mother prepare lunch. Of course, my mother's decision irritated me, but it's not good to argue because I won't stay silent. I'll make new trouble again. Sumentara Ica, instead of being self-aware that her presence made the mistress in this house uncomfortable, she instead persisted and acted indifferently to make me even more unwell to Jihan. Just been able to bring her home, make her mood better, know you make plans like this that certainly make Jihan uncomfortable.
"Add ya dear, eat a lot so you recover soon. Must have been very tired from the trip. Later I say the massage yes." I scooped rice, vegetables and a piece of chicken to a plate Jihan who looks shy in her own house because since the beginning of the meal, only Ica was noticed by mother.
"Greens and side dishes?" ask mother. "That's Ica cuisine. He cooks too. Mother really did not know if Ica son was a cook, even though the profession of a career woman. Be smart money, smart also do household chores." praise mom who certainly makes my ears hot.
"If Jihan hadn't quit her job, she'd probably be General Manager by now, Mom. But Jihan chose to be a housewife like her husband's request to stay at home and take care of the child. Even so, Jihan is also amazing to make Hasan a manager thanks to her prayers and guidance." I said, praising Jihan while stroking her back. "Oh yes, after eating Hasan want to go for a walk with Jihan and the children, if the mother still wants to nemanin Ica, Hasan stay yes. It's likely Hasan came home late at night. So mother be careful at home." I said, hoping Ica was self-aware that her existence was not expected by me and Jihan.
After eating, Ica who wants to wash the dishes immediately sent home by the mother on the grounds Ica must be tired because all day has accompanied and helped mother when we are not home. Apparently mom was eaten too with my talk.
"Mother is yes .. Don't try so again the same Jihan. I know what Jihan means to Hasan. Partly if the mother continues to compare Jihan with Ica, Jihan may be angry and the effect is separation. Do you want Hasan and Jihan to get divorced? If so, I'll find it difficult to meet Nabila and Nadira because Jihan will definitely take her back to Sumatra!" I kind of threatened mom because her attitude was outrageous.
"Eh, don't be so San, I didn't mean to make you split up. Mom just ...." Mother silence. "The mother was just upset because she came all the way and did not even meet the mother's daughter-in-law and granddaughter, so the mother was. I want you to, if you come, you're welcome."
"Mom, Jihan came home because both her parents died. His parents who have given birth, raised and educated Jihan until she became an extraordinary wife good for Hasan. Hasan owed a lot to both of his parents. We should let Jihan let go of longing and filial piety at the end of her parents' lives." I said. "For Hasan was guilty, Ma'am, Hasan should have brought Jihan home when Hasan was able, but Hasan instead preceded the needs of mother and Hasan who were not a corner but for the sake of prestige only. We are both guilty of Jihan, do not add to the sin Hasan bu, by comparing Jihan with Ica which will obviously never be the same. Jihan is a Saliha woman. Ica, he should be able to take care of himself because he knew Hasan had a wife!"
"Yes yes, I know San, I'm sorry. Don't let you guys go to Pisan San. I'm just kidding." I looked sorry, promising not to repeat it again.
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Returning home from the mosque, I found Jihan and mother chatting at the dinner table. Jihan Nyambi cooks, while mom enjoys a glass of warm tea and sponge that we brought yesterday from Jihan village. A scene that makes me happy, also for husbands when his wife and mother get along and have a close relationship.
"Abang's home yet?" Jihan greeted me, as she saw me standing at the door. I'm just smiling. "Here bang, ngeteh first, while waiting for breakfast Mateng." Jihan prepared another glass of tea for me, she also served a small plate of sponge.
"Yes bang, just got to bed again." Answer Jihan.
"San, I've talked to Jihan, I want to go home later this afternoon." Said mother. "Your daughter again has a dream, mother wants to go home first so that she can help. Don't forget you guys weekend's coming up." Mother said, reminding me of the celebration that will be held by large families in the village.
"Oh yes Ma'am, InshaAllah Hasan, Jihan and the children will come." I said.
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After mom came home, Jihan looked very anxious. I think he's still upset with mom. "I'm sorry mommy, I'm so jealous because her favorite daughter-in-law wasn't home when she came."
"Not that, bang. But ...." Jihan looked hesitant.
"What's? Just tell me, brother."
"So, before I go home, when I give money and monthly shopping for mothers, continue to say don't forget to donate to the party of her son Uwak. Which makes me confused, my mother asked me to give at least ten million because my mother has been staying up to uwak if Abang was successful in Jogja. Though as far as I know, our savings are up for the cost of going home yesterday, also the need to buy a car and installments this house, Jan, bang? The study is also long. The money you give us is only enough for our living expenses until the end of the month."
"Oh God the mother ...." I wanted to scream but I didn't feel good about Jihan. For our economic problems, my mother did not know that we were mediocre because all my money was spent buying my needs and my mother. I deliberately did not tell my mother because it was our household secret, but it turns out that my mother already thought that my money was very much. "When the manager's salary is not how much, especially we already have many installments. But you don't have to worry, brother, you're going to face this." I said.
"Yes bang, but don't get into a disagreement with mom. It was my mother, after all." Advice Jihan.
I was really lucky to get a wife like Jihan, even though mother had made her hurt, but Jihan was still kind to mother.reminds me of filial piety, so that I always respect the woman who gave birth to me. If so, how could I expect another woman. To me, Jihan is perfect as a wife.
