Bitter Tongue In-Law
90. The Door of the Cursed Heart

The next day, the atmosphere of the morning seemed to open up. The sun that used to shine on the world with its warmth, now appears only to hide behind cloudy clouds. As if Arga's departure was also mourned by the sky.

Nuna and the rest of the family also spent the night in the funeral home. It was their sincerity and kindness that led them to still stay in a house full of bitter memories for Nuna.

The morning funeral process went well despite sobs and hysterical screams from Bu Ningsih. In fact, he was several times unconscious because he was not strong to accept the reality he faced, not to mention his limp physique because it was not filled properly as if it could make the condition of Bu Ningsih increasingly look sad.

"No way, I don't want to leave Arga alone, she's afraid of the dark. I want to accompany him. Don't take me home. You're the only one who came home," muttered Bu Ningsih, dismissing Nuna and her mother's hand when she was asked to go home.

"Mom, you can come here every day if you want. Let's go home first. I have to rest, I want to make Arga sad? He'll be sad to see you like this. His rest will not be calm. We send a prayer to Arga, so that he too may find happiness that may not be found here." Nuna is talking.

"You never felt like me. It's easy for you to talk like that, you'll just know what it's like to be me if your son is gone. After all, no one asked you to keep me company until this moment. No one asked for Arga to get here. Go you guys, I'll go home if I want to."

It was not Bu Ningsih who did not change, it was her heart that had been knocked in the moments when she was falling like this. Apparently his heart was still working well when he was at the weathered and lowest point.

He is very aware of the kindness and purity of the heart of Nuna and her parents. Those whom he had humbled to the lowest. And in fact, now only they accompany him wholeheartedly without self.

Then where did the neighbors who used to be very close like family for him go? A place of fun and ears that can play his song to talk about the ugliness of other humans. It was at this moment that Bu Ningsih very consciously heard himself that he was the material of gossip by the neighbors who were his partners in the matter of gossip.

"Look! Now that Ms. Ningsih got karmic, she used to love slandering her daughter-in-law. Now look at him alone, left his son to kayak that's who else would he want to run? Moreover, the person he had always been the bully of his ugliness was here. Nemenin he's been from the hospital. Is he not ashamed? He was leaning on the shoulder of the woman he had once despised. I regret ever believing the same. The wrong and evil is him. Nuna who became a victim, really mean mouth, likes nebar slander."

It was the longest and most painful sentence for Ms. Ningsih. It's true what the mother said. He is evil and should not have such good. Especially from people he had dzolimi.

The embarrassment that appeared suddenly made Bu Ningsih return to her identity. He does not want to get more good. He thought if his nature returned again as before then they would be hurt and prefer to leave and eliminate pity.

But what happened was just the opposite. They remained kind and there were no hurt faces from those who were still faithful waiting for him to be invited home.

"Yes, I will accompany Mom here" said Nuna.

"Ngapain you? Why are you here with me?"

Bu Ningsih wiped away her tears, Baliau began to think about Nuna's words. Is Arga really happy?

"Come, Mom. Let's go home. We continue our prayers for the happiness of Arga's life. She would definitely be happy to see her mother also happy with her happiness." Nuna's mother spoke.

"I'm going home alone, there's no need to take me home."

"Arga will be angry with us then, ma'am. Ma'am, we don't have any relationship. But the child I was with was still flowing from my mother. Her grandmother's mother, I still have an obligation to nengokin Cashel instead of Arga. We're still family, Cashel has tied us up. Want to stay healthy for Cashel? It's just her that I have now, right?" Making up a bit of the story ended up being memorized by Nuna for the good of Bu Ningsih as well. It's okay, the important thing is that Bu Ningsih can return as usual even though it will definitely require a long process. At least, there was a reason for him to get back up.

"Can I still see Cashel?"

"Why not? We'll go home often. Now we go home, Mother rest. Let's represent Arga to meet Cashel often."

Finally the persuasion of Nuna bore fruit. I don't know how long they were in the tomb that morning, but it feels like it's been a long time to remember the stomach that feels sore.

Along the way, Bu Ningsih was still silent despite several times answering Cashel's questions. The little boy seemed to understand having to comfort the grieving grandmother, even though his own heart was feeling a sense of loss.

A few moments later, they arrived home. Nuna asks to take her parents home first, while she and Cashel accompany her to eat Bu Ningsih. Again and again, Ms. Ningsih refused, but do not call this stubborn Nuna if she cannot persuade someone to follow her will.

"Yes, go home first. Be careful here. I'll be a little sorry to pick him up, yeah. It's okay, right? Go to the resto for a second. Come straight here."

"It's okay, Mom. No problem later in the afternoon. You cape, rest at home is okay. I can take care of myself here."

Bian briefly kissed the wife's forehead and then said goodbye to Bu Ningsih and Cashel. After that he and his two in-laws left the grounds of the simple house.

"You're so happy with your husband now."