Bitter Tongue In-Law
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"Why did you come from that room?" Arga wondered why his mother had come out of a room that had not been occupied since his father's departure.

Pranks!

Ms. Ningsih had not had time to open her voice, but the sound of broken items from the empty room made Arga look at her mother with a look of wonder.

Not opening the sound, Arga waltzed to go to the room. He was so jolted when he found Cashel sitting on the bed and broken bowl with porridge scattered.

"Cashel, why are you here, son?" Arga walked quickly towards the bed after a few seconds of being stunned in the middle of the door. He holds the shoulder of the child who has a body that contains it deeply and examines the entire corner of the child's face only wayangnya.

"I woke up here. Please go home to Mom, Om. I'm sure you'll be looking for me" Cashel said plainly.

Only Arga knows how much it hurts to hear himself being called om by his own son. Unacknowledged, at least that's the word that describes him now. He used to give pain and now he receives the same pain.

Karma, God always right to lower his karma. The pain felt and the vengeance of God is beyond reason.

Whatever Arga was hurting this second, he did not correct the child's speech. He let Cashel call him that. He felt Cashel was too small to understand what had happened in the past.

"Yes, Om take you home. Borrow a car first, yeah. You can't ride a motorcycle."

To hell with how the Cashel process is in his house. The most important thing now was how he could return Cashel to his mother. And actually he thought more about how his fate would be after this. It would all be heavier and messier for him. There was no chance to say hello to his own son.

"Who told you to take him to his mother? Mom painstakingly brought him here not for you to return to his mother, Arga. No, no one can take him anywhere and anyone. Mother brought him here. You better pack your clothes and get out of here. We're taking Cashel away. Why are you so scared of Nuna? Even too caring about her feelings, she will soon get married and will definitely have children. Not necessarily later Cashel will be taken care of if they already have children. Want anyone anything Bian same Cashel, if there is already a biological child will certainly be eliminated as well. He'd better live with us."

"Mother, stop to think bad. Mom when can change, what you're doing is hurting me, Mom. Stop being so stupid."

"That idiot is you. Men have no firm attitude at all."

"If I'm firm, maybe I can take a stand while I'm still with Nuna. And my life won't be this chaotic. Already, Mom. I've had enough of you to control my life. You didn't learn from what happened?"

Momentary silence. The mother and son looked at each other in silence. Before finally Bu Ningsih realized and finally approached Cashel who was only staring at the two quarreling.

"Cashel, if you don't want to go with us, we go alone. Grandma will take good care of you, much better than your mother."

"You heard grandma, yeah. Soon, your mother and Om Bian will be married. If they are married, they will have children. Automatic you have a sister, your affection will be divided with your sister. Ask the same friends who have a sister. Surely later their time and attention will be more to your sister."

Cashel was only eight years old a while ago. She was too young to deny her grandmother's words. No child is not worried about the lack of parental affection when the first child has a younger sibling. Never before had Cashel had any feelings or thoughts about what if his sister would be in the middle of him and his parents. Is this really what the old lady said?

Seeing Cashel who was silent and seemed to be thinking made Bu Ningsih happy. He knew for sure in the head the child was thinking and digesting what he said. As far as no word of refutation came out of the little boy's mouth, he believed that slowly he could poison his brain to control Cashel as he did when he controlled Arga.

"Cashel, you know, if you're not Om Bian's son. You understand that, right?"

Cashel nodded.

"People's affection despite being parents will be different from biological parents. Grandma is afraid that later you have one house even Om Bian changed. It could be, if Om Bian all this time just want to be with your mother. Later if your mother is married to Om Bian, it could be that everything changes. It could be later Om love your mother. Same as you."

"Mommy is enough! Don't poison my son's mind like this, ma'am. I don't want him to grow up to be a hater. He's my son, don't be such a dirty. Come on, honey, we're going home to Mom." Bian grabbed Cashel's hand and was about to take the boy away from his house. However, Bu Ningsih's hand did not want to lose, quickly the old woman brushed off her son's hand.

"Don't expect you to bring Cashel back to his mother. I'm not happy."

"Astagfirullah Mother. What am I supposed to do, let me understand my position? Come on dong, Mom. I also want to meet Cashel, I also want to be together, but not like this way. It's called misahin I'm my own son. Mom please dong, Mom. Don't be selfish, don't think of yourself." Arga was frustrated with his own mother.

"My child? So is this really my dad? Daddy left you alone?"

Like being struck by lightning in the rain, he was very frustrated and almost gave up on his mother's attitude, now coupled with the words Cashel who seemed to slap his cheek. The pain cannot be described with words.

"Our impression has a similar face. So who makes you cry often?"

"Son..."

"Om know, I used to go home every school crying silently. I was so envious to see my friends being picked up for school by their father or mother. While I just picked up my grandfather. There are some friends who make fun of me, I am a child who has no father, because in my birth certificate there is no name of my father. They often say I'm an illegitimate child. I don't know what a bastard is. I never went to grandma or grandpa, because I was afraid that my question made grandma cry just like I did when I asked her where my dad was? Why have I never met him? I used to think that maybe my father died while I was still in Mom's stomach. But Grandma said Dad was alive, but left Mom and me. Why Daddy? Why leave Mom? What's wrong mom?" Cashel asked with a trembling mouth and eyes that were already filled with a puddle of clear liquid.

While Arga was no longer able to withstand the pace of tears hearing the story of the child. Not only Arga, Nuna and Bian who had secretly entered the house did not escape the pain of heart when hearing the story of Cashel.