The Stupid of Laweyan's Shoulder
Chapter 72: The Good Duck

Ningsih could not believe what she was seeing at the moment. The arrival of Mesha, making him unable to hold haru. His former son-in-law was tightly hugged.

"Wise God Nduk! You healthy, to? Your mom and dad piye? all healthy? I've always been waiting for you here, you know, Nduk!"

Mesha cried, guilt, longing and happiness mixed in his heart.

"Do I deserve to, Mom? After the incident ...."

Ningsih let go of her embrace.

"Why not pantes? It's not your fault, Nduk. Fools, starches, fortune is God's secret. Everything also goes by His will. I regret not being able to hold you back and comfort you. At that time, the most sad and suffering was, yes you, to?"

Mesha looked down deeply, wiping away her tears. Then, he raised his head, smiling at Ningsih.

"Maturnuwun, Mom. I'm so happy, still welcome in this family."

"Wes. The door of this house, always wide open for you. Oh, aye. How was the cake yesterday? Like?"

"Like, Mom. So delicious!"

Yumna suddenly hit her mother, acting sulky.

"Heemmm, is that it, huh? Sister Mesha is coming, Yuyum is being dicuekin!"

Ningsih laughed, gently patting her daughter's shoulder.

"Lha, I see you every day. Nduk Mesha this time. Mbokyao don't have to, Cah ayu!"

"Oh, yes, Mom. Mas Karman's mother sent him a greeting, I think he'll stop by tonight."

"Oh, huh? That way, I'll cook you, Yum?"

"No need, Mom. Yuyum pesen. Oh, aye. Pesen at the stall where Mbak Sha works, delicious food, Mom."

"Oh, youkes. Safe for that."

"Yuyum change clothes first, mom misses the same Ma'am Sha used to be there, drugs!"

Yumna walked towards her room. While Ningsih and Mesha started chatting back.

"Yes that way, already wanted rabbi, still spoiled with his mother. Oh, yeah, now you work at the stall, Nduk? Why not go to college?"

"That's .. I'm not comfortable, Mom. Already great ngerepotin old man. Science can be found anywhere."

"Well, that, to? Don't you want to go to high school, Nduk?"

Mesha smiled bitterly, then shook his head. His desire to go to college has been dashed for a long time. He didn't want to blame anyone or anything. The decision to marry young is also he who takes it himself. Even if everything doesn't work out.

Mesha was silent, therapy in his heart, he wanted to ask a question, so that he felt relieved for his prejudice all this time.

"Mother, forgive me .. Do you not hate me?"

Ningsih was surprised by the question of the woman sitting before him.

"And mom said that, Nduk. Apologizing for what? You're not wrong, you're."

"But, Mom .. If you didn't agree with Mas Sakha to marry me, it would have been another story."

Ningsih lowered her head, she pulled out both of Mesha's soft hands, drowning him in her hands.

"You know what, Nduk? The happiness of parents lies in the happiness of their children. Many great stories tell about the struggles of parents for their children. Even if Malin Kundang's mother knew that her prayers were just answered, she would not want to say the oath or the curse. Having children means being prepared for all risks. My son, choosing you as his companion, he was happy then. Then why should you refuse that request?"

Mesha sobbed, moved. He was amazed at the vast heart of the middle-aged woman before him. Her lips are mute, long.

"No mother would lose her child so quickly, Nduk. But even children, from the beginning, are the care of God. Whenever God takes her, a mother must be ready. Sakha is more dear to God, so she was spit-spet taken. And never blame yourself for that tragedy, Cah Ayu. It's been arranged, by him."

Mesha raised his face.

Ningsih smiled, patting gently the hand in her grasp.

"Tonight, nginep here huh, Nduk?"

"But .. I haven't authorized my father to be a mother, ma'am."

"Later to call Bulek, Ma'am Sha." Yumna just came out of her room. Looks fresh in his clothes.

"Oh, yes. All pesanke dinner. Tole Karman and her mom stopped by, Nduk?"

"Eh, yes, Mom. It's the way here, he said. Let me take Sha out and get his food, Mom. Motors."

"Oh, that. Yowes, if so, I clean up first. You meet your mother, Nduk."

"Ready, Kanjeng NdoroJuragan Mother!"

Ningsih laughed a little. "What's up, you?"

In a simple house on the edge of town, three men and a woman, sit in the living room with serious mimicry.

"Zayan is sure, Mom, sir. Everything's gonna be okay." Zayan lowered his head, asking for understanding from his parents.

"You got hit too, do you know to, Le? Just this once, please look after your mother, Le. Yo?"

"But, Ma'am ...."

Arsyanendra was fed up and tired, the twilight man got up from his seat. Then leave without a word. He was disappointed with his daughter. However, he feels that he is only the grandfather of his grandson, Zayan. His mother is more entitled than anyone.

The silence was created after Arsyanendra left, Kartika knew very well his father's gesture. He also chose to stop his tirade.

"Here you go, rest there! I'm tired too!"

Zayan fell deeper and deeper, his heart was wounded. Hope flashing. He no longer knows if he will continue his desire.

Nirwasita was present in Arsyanendra's room. He heard the human conversation.

"I don't know anymore .. Kartika's stubbornness has not faded."

"Well, parents always want kindness for their children, to?"

Arsyanendra sighed.

"I don't like my grandson having to go through things with compulsion. But, are you sure that plan will work?"

"I'm not completely sure. But how do we know if we don't try it?"

"I also don't want Zayan's life to be at stake."

Nirwasita fell silent, then smiled.

"Sir, Zayan will not do anything, I will try, even if I have to perish."

"I'm sorry for being this helpless, brother."

"From the beginning, I owe you my life. This time, let me pay for it."

"Please, don't perish!"

Nirwasita smiled at her other natural friend. No creature in the universe has ever said that. He didn't choose the wrong friend.

The night grew late when Zayan threw his body into the bed. He recalled the moments of his closeness with Mesha this afternoon. His heart warms and the laughter of the woman he loves.

"Lord, this once, forgive me. Because fighting mother ... servant will prove that, Echa is a good woman who is stuck misfortune."

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