Bitter Tongue In-Law
30. Still Be still

Under the roof of the simple house there was still tension between the four adult humans who were staring at the same person.

"Why shut up, Mom? Explain what Bian said! What do you mean, who are you impregnating?"

"It's none of your business, Nuna."

"How is it none of my business if you're still my husband?"

Arga who already hated his own wife was fed up with the words that Nuna always listened to him. To her, she is no longer Nuna's husband after learning of Nuna's betrayal.

"That's why I'm making now we're no longer husband and wife. I don't want a wife like you. I don't want to take care of people's children."

Nuna's mother who did not accept the statement of her daughter-in-law was immediately gone from the living room. He took his sleeping grandson. Anyone who saw Cashel would have known that the baby in his arms was Arga's son. The resemblance of a face that can not be denied makes Mother Nuna sure can silence the mouth of Arga who doubts the status of her child.

"You're sure that this kid in my arms isn't your son, Arga?" Nuna's mother walked closer towards Arga.  He stopped right in front of the man standing.

His face was shocked and innocent could not be hidden by the man who slightly evaporated his emotions. His gaze was locked on the tiny baby whose body was wrapped by a bedong cloth. In his heart he deeply admitted that the Baby had a facial resemblance to him. However, as if he did not accept, his logic always took over what came to his heart.

"Why silence? Confused? I'll give you something else if you still have doubts and still question the status of the baby in front of you." Bian handed me an envelope with the name of the hospital.

The envelope he was supposed to give to Nuna was forced to give directly to Arga. The envelope was still neatly closed, Bian did deliberately not open it and without a second thought handed it to Arga.

This time Arga heard his heart. He opened the envelope and read the letters inside. His hands trembled slightly for a moment after his eyes were downcast and focused on the thin sheet of paper capable of tearing his heart apart. The near-perfect percentage of DNA tests left Arga unable to do anything but stare at Bian with a view that somehow explains it.

While Nuna and her mother just looked at each other as if asking the same thing.

"Why? Would you still like to say that this child is not your child? What more evidence? Want your own DNA test? Go ahead, I'll pay for your DNA test if you want to repeat. Which hospital are you going to? Please choose the hospital!" challenge Bian as if he has an abundance of unused money.

Arga was silent, while the two women who were there were still breathing, yet sculpting in place. I don't know, recent events have been able to make them especially Nuna speechless. Everything seemed surprising to him. Everything that happened made his heart feel at the pump faster.

"It must be engineering, right? It's just your wits, right? It must be fake." Arga still can't believe it.

"Let you escape your responsibility. From the very beginning you impregnated Nuna You didn't want to marry her. Especially now to take care of her child, you must have thrown that responsibility at me. Do you think I'm stupid?"

"Do I really want no responsibility? I don't know how your mind goes. You just rely on emotion, if indeed I give up responsibility and do not want to be bothered about what I do, he said, why would I bother to pay for Nuna to give birth in the hospital and find a home for her? If I do the same as you accuse me, I should no longer appear in Nuna's life. If indeed I do not want to take responsibility for Nuna's pregnancy for what now I'm hard-earned to help her? I don't have to throw my responsibility if I can finance what you can't afford."

All quiet including Arga. Sometimes he glanced at the baby who was still in his mother-in-law's arms. Now his logic and feelings have gone hand in hand. Behind his silence, there was a feeling and logic that was fighting inside.

Nuna was silent and drowned in her heartache. His heart was hurt wider to see Arga's response still berkilah on two concrete evidence that should be no doubt.

"Hows it? You can make a decision right now, believe it or do you want proof of your own DNA test?" Once again Bian challenges Arga to do a DNA re-test.

Oh, my God, my mouth is too arrogant. I'm like a rich man, I'm like this. If diiyain is extinct.

Arga almost said yes, if I Nuna not very sound. Of course Nuna does not want Bian to sacrifice again for people who are not who he is. Given such a surprising thing Nuna either can afford it or not.

"Wait, Mas. If you really feel this is just a fake, please just ask the hospital. I don't want anyone to spend money on something as unimportant as this. You already know the results of that DNA test why are you still in doubt? If indeed you doubt the authenticity of the letter, you prove it by your own efforts. Don't involve anyone else."

"Why? He's the nawarin, he's the loud one? Are you scared?"

"I'm not afraid. I just don't want anyone else to get involved and hurt because of you. Believe it or not, that's your business." Nuna then left there for a while. He came back with a pair of scissors and a little plastic. He cut a bit of Cashel's hair and put it in a plastic container.

"To be honest I'm not willing to give my son a strand of hair. But I was forced to do it for the sake of the peace of my own life and the misery of the continuation of yours. Do a DNA test when you can."

Nuna turned to the farewell letter her husband had brought. Take the letter and put his autograph there. The disappointment and heartache that Arga added apparently made Nuna not want to keep anything from Arga. Plus considering Bian's words, really behind this stubbornness, his life and heart were completely destroyed.

"This. You've got what you want. From today our relationship is nothing. Please get out of here."

Arga went from there with a tense face and a tightened jaw