Bitter Tongue In-Law
92. Cashel My son

The twang of time that was running brought Nuna and Bu Ningsih back apart. According to the wishes of Nuna who want to be picked up in the afternoon. At four o'clock in the afternoon, Bian was already at Bu Ningsih's house to eliminate the longing that had apparently piled up even though it was only half a day apart.

"Mom, don't hesitate to call me if there's anything, yeah. Call if you miss. Consider me Mom's son."

"Thank you Nuna. Thank you for still thinking of this woman as your mother. I'm sure I'll call you often, I'll tell you there's nothing. Be careful on the road, yeah. Take care of your health."

It's a little heavy to take Nuna home. However, all this time Ms. Ningsih has never been home alone, she is always alone with Arga, there is always someone who accompanies her at all times. It's gonna be hard starting the day without Arga again for good.

The little family that was just starting the story of the household ark finally came home with little sadness left. Seeing Bu Ningsih who was smiling with teary eyes made there was a corner of Nuna's heart that felt pain.

Bian's car was traveling at medium speed. He asked the driver to slow down because he suddenly felt homesick with the atmosphere of the streets that he often passed when he went to the store. The simple shop that he now has donated to people who need it more looks crowded visitors. He gave a faint smile as he looked at the tavern that seemed to have been no different since he left.

"Cashel, look at me. That was Dad's shop first. When you were still in the stomach, Mom and Dad worked together there. Not very big, but the place is full of memories. At first I knew Mom, yes in that place. Where did his mother hurt so much to ask for work to Dad."

Plaque!

"Don't be dramatized! My face is not as slashy as that until you have to put on that face," protested Nuna upset because she felt Bian exaggerate.

Bian just laughed a little at Nuna's response which in the sense that it makes him anxious. Eventually the journey was filled with Cashel and Bian's alternating stories. Bian tells how the journey he knew Nuna until now, while Cashel recounts this half-day while together with Bu Ningsih. While Nuna just silently stared at the interaction of the two who successfully made her unwilling to turn away from the man who was currently sitting next to her.

As soon as he got home, Cashel was immediately escorted to his room. Bian's already decorated room with superhero decor Cashel likes, all spiderman. The little boy who just knew the splendor of the Bian house was only able to clench in admiration. The spacious room like the living room in his mother's house made Cashel really could not reveal anything but a smile.

"Is there anything Cashel doesn't like? Show me, let me change it later."

"Mas, do not teach children not to be grateful for what we have and we give to him. We can do it, but we'd better teach him not to look up too much."

"We can teach it in other ways, not everything can be hit flat. If it is still within the limits of reasonableness, we give it, it is still useful for him, we love. We do not teach children to only understand the conditions, but also teach how to love their families later. What we show to the child, will be imitated as well as him when he grows up. If she gets something beautiful, that beauty will be revealed later with her family."

Nuna was about to open her voice again, but Bian's thumb rubbed her chubby cheek gently and as if understanding by the gesture, Nuna just nodded her head slightly and closed her mouth.

"Where? Does anyone not like Cashel?"

"Nothing. I like everything. Whatever you love about Dad I like. Thanks for giving me a room this big. Lots of toys, too." The little boy's reflexes hugged Bian tightly.

"Yes, Honey. Here there is a study table as well, not just a toy. Promise of hard learning, yes. You don't have to be champions one, two or three. The important thing is that Cashel must be diligent in learning so that he can be a successful person."

"Yes, Dad. I will study diligently. I may not if later I bring school friends I play here. I can't go to my room."

"Cashel, yeah...." Nuna's speech stopped because of Bian's raised index finger. The woman fell silent again with only a warm look from her husband.

"Can, Honey. Play around if you want. Now Cashel rest. Last night, definitely cape, was playing all day with grandma Ningsih, home shopping. Tomorrow Cashel school." The man then briefly kissed the little boy's forehead and cheeks and asked him to lie on the bed. Nuna did the same thing and then both went from a room that was large enough for an eight-year-old.

"Mas, is what you love to Cashel not excessive?" tanya Nuna sat on her new bedroom bed.

"How excessive? Thanks to the child. Not a man's son."

"Mas, but he's actually a kid...."

"My son, Cashel my son. He's one package with you. I'm making you a wife, not you a family member, Cashel, Father, Mother, Nizar, a mother of Bu Ningsih, who might consider her a mother, perhaps if you consider her a mother, She will also consider him as a mother. Which means, whatever you have, you will be willing to have it too. And vice versa, okay? Now I want to talk to you. Tonight we have to finish how we educate children, he wants a school where later, how we behave in front of children, what we should avoid in front of children. We have to talk about everything now. Let what? Let's not like that. You don't agree with this."

"It's important?"

"Important dong, honey. If we are not in line with how to educate children and other things we will continue to argue in front of him. The small example earlier, Mas nawarin to replace the decoration you immediately refute by not teaching this child. Cashel who originally wanted to change the decoration, he did not express his opinion because of your refutation earlier. This is just a small example and still happens once or twice, but if the continuity he will be confused which one. Father or mother? In his heart he wanted to change decorations, but you didn't let him. If it continues to happen later, he will not be able to express his opinion in front of many people. He continues to be with us. Don't think so, he's a man, he has to make a decision. Understand, right?"

"I didn't get married this time." The answer from Nuna who did not connect made Bian pull Nuna's head and he brought her body under the same blanket as him. The important talks that he said should be completed tonight are in fact just a joke.