
"Don't joke you, Ar! I will never give you permission to marry her. What is the guarantee that the child conceived by this woman is your child?"
That morning, Ms. Ningsih was made emotional by her only child. How not? On a morning, Arga had brought a woman who he had brought home a few months ago.
Ms. Ningsih did not like her child's lover, because when viewed from the appearance alone, the woman looked simple. Plus the lover of his son came from the village.
"Gosh, Mom. Nuna just did this to me. And I admit I do that with Nuna a lot. Whether you approve or not, I will still marry Nuna, Mom. There's my son in his stomach. Mother is also female. I'm sure you'll understand better what Nuna feels."
"No. Mom's not her, I got you for marriage, not dating."
Bu Ningsih passed from the living room in annoyance. While Nuna could only shed her tears after receiving a second rejection from Bu Ningsih.
It feels complete suffering. Living away from parents, pregnant out of wedlock, and now nothing has been getting bad treatment from the mother of her lover. How will he live this hard life? The question of the continuation of his life and his fate is now he himself who questions it.
Arga looked at her lover. His heart was slashed when he saw the tears that were walking down his cheeks. There was no sounding of a fad or a frenzy, but the clear liquid just kept coming out of both eyelids and it hurt Arga.
"I'm sorry, Mom, yeah. Maybe you can't accept the truth. I'm sure someday, I'll accept you too. Mom's still in shock, rest assured everything's gonna be okay. It's just a matter of time."
Arga grabbed her lover's hand and held it tightly. Maybe the grip on her hand can't change things, but at least that touch can make the 22-year-old woman calmer.
And in fact, the tranquilizing touch of Arga he continued to do until the day they got married. Their marriage that day went smoothly without a hitch even though it was carried out simply.
The disbelief of Bu Ningsih turned out to not only apply to Nuna alone, but also to her parents. Bu Ningsih did not welcome both of his besi just because they are from among simple people who are actually the same as him.
"Well, what if you and your husband stay in our house? The daughter-in-law living in her mother-in-law's house wasn't easy. Moreover, your mother-in-law is like that, yes we understand that you are wrong to have a relationship like that before marriage, but how else? Wanting to be angry at anything or anything will not change the situation."
"Mas Arga works here, ma'am. After all, his mother will be alone if we live in the village. It's nothing, it's just a matter of time. I'm sure one day Mom will accept me as a daughter-in-law, especially when her granddaughter is born. Usually a baby can melt the hardness of a person's heart." At least that sentence is what Arga often listened to him and now, he uses the same sedative sentence on both parents.
Although still unsure and unable to leave her son home with her in-laws, Nuna's parents finally try to let go of her son to live with her new family.
"Yes, that's it. If there's anything you can tell Mom or you can stay at Mom and Dad's. Our doors will always be open for you. We just went home, yeah. Night hunt to home."
"Guard of health, we're home." Only that sentence was issued by Nuna's father.
And one day after that celebration day, was the opening of a new chapter in Nuna's life that became a wife and daughter-in-law at one time. And the opening, starting with the ramblings of Ningsih from the kitchen.
"Basic, having one daughter-in-law is not diligent. He might not be awake at this hour. What kind of maid am I? Who likes to be willing to make him. You son-in-law doesn't know yourself!"
Bu Ningsih mengacau while cutting onions for cooking. On a day that was still early in the morning he began the day with a tantrum. It has become a habit of him at five in the morning already struggling in the kitchen. And on the first day he received a daughter-in-law even upset because he had a daughter-in-law or not, there was no difference in his eyes.
"Sorry Mom, I'm late. I wasn't awake yet, but I was a little nauseous and dizzy. So after the dawn prayer I fell asleep again. What can I do for you, ma'am?"
"Eatya, if not ready to get pregnant do not date while sleeping. The name is pregnant, yes definitely nausea, dizziness, weakness. That's for sure, if you use a constant bed that your child will not grow up healthy. You cook, I want to rest. Later after cooking, do not forget to clean the house all washed my clothes, yes! You live here do not pay using money, so at least your energy must be used so as not to just ride."
Nuna could only stand in her heart as she stroked her chest slowly after the departure of her mother-in-law. It's the first day he's been living in that house, but his mother's words have been as painful as that.
Nuna who is fragile and easily cries wants to shed her tears right then and there. However, he remembered that he did not keep his life alone, but there were other lives that he had to keep in his body.
"No crying, Nuna. You can't cry, you can't be sad, you have to be happy. Do not enter the heart of any hurtful speech. Don't think about it, there's your son in it your body."
The woman used all her energy and thought not to think about her mother's words. Before doing the activity in the kitchen, he took a cell phone and turned on the music to relax a little and forgot the opening sentence on the first day he became a son-in-law.
It is not difficult for Nuna to do homework because she is used to helping her mother in the kitchen. Cleaning the house, washing clothes, everything he has done and he learned from childhood.
Finished with cooking, Nuna cleans the house first before washing. In the middle of focusing on her work, Bu Ningsih came out of the room and
"Na, you don't live in your own house. Why do I have to turn on the music? It's noisy!"
Nuna turned on the music slowly. Her husband who was still asleep in the room did not wake up because of the sound of music. But the woman who gave birth to her husband was always looking for faults to vent his hatred for his daughter-in-law.
"If you're distracted, I'll turn it off, ma'am."
"Not only is the sound of your music disturbing, but your presence here is also very disturbing. Arga is too stupid to find a wife. How could he impregnate a woman who has nothing like you." Ms. Ningsih spoke in annoyance and then took her foot step into the kitchen.