Winarsih Waiting
The Hanyk Mother Idea

"Finally, Papa instead believes him, your brother is Roby, Mas, not him! So don't need to buy him. I can't believe Roby's wrong." Again Mbak Hanyk still wants to corner me. 

"This is your sister-in-law less in line, huh, Win?" mbak Tri said made Mbak Hanyk glare. I almost laughed with Ma'am Tri's words, but the pain with Mbak Hanyk's accusation just now is still stronger, which makes me unable to laugh. 

"Heh .. You're nobody here, so you better shut up! Don't interfere! Pake says I'm less in line, less base*jar!" sumpat Mbak Hanyk, pointed Mbak Tri.

"Lah .. trus what na–"

"Dad! Quiet down!" Mas Edi pulled the hand of Mbak Tri who was sitting next to him. "Let Winar solve his problems with his family, Dek!" said Mas Edi, who responded by turning his lips.

"Already, Ma'am, Mas Edi was right. Let me solve my own problems. I'm okay, you are!" I told Ms. Tri. I don't want to involve them too far. 

"Tuh, with her husband talking. Not most bacots!" mbak Hanyk said cynically. A moment of silence. No one's talking.

"Sorry, Mom! If my arrival here is not the same Ma'am. I just wanted to do something I had to do before I took another path. I don't want to give you the full responsibility of Mas Robby. I'm just looking for shelter when I'm going to give birth later. But if you don't like it, I don't force it either." I said at last breaking the silence, then I kept silent for a moment, holding the chest up that seemed like it was about to explode. "in religion, too, actually you are responsible for this child, if his father is not there." I continued, making the eyes of Mbak Hanyk grow towards me. Maybe he didn't think I'd say that. 

"Hhhh …." I heard Mas Joko breathing.

"I'm also confused, how to do, Win–"

"Not to be confused, Mom! Why Mas tired of thinking about him. Winarsih is not our responsibility. It's already! No matter what, I don't want to be repotted!" Again Mbak Hanyk spoke loudly. "God! You don't have to be pretentious about religion, yeah. I don't care what religion says. Obviously, I don't want to lose and don't want to be tired. Is clear! Don't teach me about religion. You think I'm stupid! Want to be used for religious reasons, huh!?" mbak Hanyk's lips are tilted side by side. 

Really, how dare he say that. Was he not afraid that God could punish him with just a small puff? I just got goosebumps hearing his chatter. 'O Lord, forgive him, open the door of penance for him'. I wanted to say a prayer in my heart for my sister-in-law. 

"You're pregnant, you want to take someone else! If you can't take care of your child, why are you pregnant?" Hanyk continued without keeping my feelings in the least. His voice is now a little low. If I could ask, I also do not want to be in this state, no one wants to be the same fate as me. 

"Already, Ma! Poor Winar, do not add to the heartless mother's words." said the dark-skinned man. 

"What's? Not feeling Papa said? So you have the same feelings for him, Pa? Huh!" snapped Mbak Hanyk, his emotions are now rising again. 

"Alright, Win! Let's just go home. It seems like there's no point in us coming here." Mbak Tri. I also stood up to move. 

"Wait, Win!" pinta Mbak Hanyk when I stood up, I paused my steps. 

"Gene …." Hanyk looked doubtful, he looked at us one by one. We all looked at Mbak Hanyk, waiting for what he would say. 

"Hmm .. Instead of you being confused, how to raise your child without a husband, good you–" Mbak Hanyk paused his speech. I don't know what exactly he wants to say. 

"I mean, you know Mas Rusdi, Bude Marni's son?" tanyakanya. I just nodded.

"Well, he's the same wife who hasn't had a child yet. Eleven years of marriage. If not wrong, they want to lift children, but until now have not been able to." he said.

"That's, Mommy? What is my relationship with me?" my question does not understand.

"Ohhh, you're really slow, Win!" mbak Hanyk said. 

"Gini loh, Win, do you pause again lahiran to... run out of it you have to work, because Roby does not go home, right?  So, instead of you dizzy later there is no guarding your son, mending you love that your son is taken care of by his wife Mas Rusdi" he said sumringah. It was easy for his mouth to talk.

"What's!?  Jesus, Mommy! How can you say that, Mom!" Suddenly my tears shed, it felt like my chest had run out with a sledgehammer.  It hurts so bad. Want me to slap it like Hanyk's mouth, if I don't remember his older age than me, I would have done it. 

"What's your mother talking about, Win. There's no way you're hanging your life on someone else's, are you?" Mas Joko instead supports his overweight wife. I was sobbing, I never expected my husband's family to be this cute. I came here to ask for help, but it was made even more dizzy. If they don't want to help, do they have to suggest that? 

"Well, how come you cry anyway, Win? If your child is loved by them, your child will not be lacking. Even the cost of your birth must be their responsibility, Win. And after that you're free, look for a job that doesn't mind the child, just focus on yourself." Back Ma'am Hanyk dropped a big rock on my chest. 

God, what was my fault until I experienced all this? If I still had parents maybe my life wouldn't be this heavy. If they were still there, they would help me. Surely I still have a place to complain, still have a place to go when I have severe problems like now.

Where should I complain now? Where am I supposed to go home?  Dad, Mom, why did you leave me here alone? Help me, Mom, Dad!  I need you guys, I don't have anybody now. Please hug me Mom, Dad!

I keep crying, I don't know what I keep saying Hanyk. I was too stupid to hope they could help me. 

"Enough, Ma'am!" I was aghast, suddenly Ms. Tri shouted at Mbak Hanyk. I don't know what Mbak Hanyk said that made Mbak Tri angry. 

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