
" You're also coming home, dear dong. It's not good to ride in people's homes for too long! Reluctant, if troublesome people continue!" Honestly, he is not very good at persuading. The words that came out right came from his innocent brain.
" But oma, I may! I can also ask Laela's mother to stay at home, but after the same father Ma'am the teacher married first!"
The deg!
What kind of statement came out of the lips of this little boy?
Armand immediately glanced directly at his mother, while the glanced also took turns to look at the Son, then towards Laela. Too predictable if, the plain girl's words came from her whisper.
In that corner, Laela could only lower her head. In his mind now, he was afraid that he would be considered as the one who had influenced that innocent boy.
While the mother who joined the guest can only smile wryly, not too consider it means the boy's curse.
"Eheemm, aheeemmm." Oma cleared her throat, trying to restore the atmosphere that was an awkward place between them.
" Aren't you Oma?"
Perches.
And now the old woman felt like she had been caught after a crime. There was nothing else he could make a diversion. I'd shut the boy's mouth, but it's too late now.
Oh, come on, maybe it's time. Especially now that all eyes are on him, as if looking for a certainty.
But not for Laela, the woman only briefly looked at the oma, then lowered her head again. He never dreamed of remarrying, never dreamed of replacing the husband who still fills his heart.
"Eheeemmm, look!" Wet already, oma now intends to speak seriously. Sure enough, now he was again the center of attention of the residents of the room.
"I intend to propose to Laela to be the wife of my son, Armand." His hand now touched the thigh of the son as if introducing the man he was talking about. But a little pressure he gave, hoping that the man did not interrupt his words, especially if he denied, could be ashamed of him now.
" We know if they are both single parents, both my son and Bu Laela, let alone their children look very suitable."
"Heem, if you're married to my father, I promise to share my room with Sofiah, isn't it an oma?"
Geez, this kid is still cursed. Could it be sent to Pluto first? Uh but the grandson himself, right, baby.
The inner oma was struggling alone. Over time it feels like Meidina is ready to dismantle
" Dark, Izzar!" Grandma's voice was slightly larger, calling her granddaughter who preferred to sit on the terrace together with Ridwan. A lump of his heart had been pinched when he heard the request of the Meidina oma. If Meidina's father and mother were to marry, does that mean that the man would occupy the place of the father?
Not intended to eavesdrop, but the distance between them that was only separated by one wall, coupled with an unclosed door made all the sounds coming from inside clearly captured by his sense of hearing.
With Ridwan. The two boys were silent. Give time to a free brain thinking about everything.
" Izzar!" Now the middle-aged woman had been standing in the doorway. I don't know what this grandson thought to end his call earlier.
" Yes, what?" It's true crime.
" Take your sisters out to play first. Don't go far! Just go next to me, yeah!"
It feels like the conversation with the guest is a little serious. Secure the children first before resuming the chat. But, the rising sun, and the soon-to-be lunch time made him hesitant to release the children to play further.
The two boys nodded and stood up. Following the instructions of the grandmother, took the two girls away from the house.
Grandma was still able to see Izzar's blank stare as the boy left the house while continuing to lower his head. He can still try to find out the contents of the grandson's heart. Accepting a stranger to take his father's place must not be easy for the boy.
The middle-aged woman re-entered, still with an atmosphere of silence created. The two people who become the discussion are only able to be subdued with all the prejudices in each.
While oma was also speechless, only her hand moved slightly to nudge the son.
Armand was silent, right he did not know what the meaning of the little nudges of the mother. He doesn't know what he's going to say now. Never thought that her mother had thought so far.
Isn't getting married not as easy as turning your palm. Getting married is bringing two people together in one bond, but for them it is not just two people, but more. There's still a lot to think about.
" Eheeem, aheeem." Oma again cleared her throat for the umpteenth time. It seems like it will be back to say, whether that's what and hopefully the words that are thrown out do not tear down their blue sky.
" We all know that Laela is a widow, and my son is, similarly, a widower of two. What's wrong if you guys are together, I think you guys are a good fit!" His head even nodded as if confirming all his opinions so convincingly.
" Maybe they have no feelings for each other, but can't love be present because it's used to it?"
" Meidina was a child, she still needed a mother's affection. And I hope all that he can get from his favorite teacher, Bu Laela. Likewise with Sofiah, he also still needs the presence of a father, and my son hopefully can be that figure."
" Children need family unity for their happiness. And we as parents can only give what we can."
" Even other parents are willing to do anything for the happiness of their children, and what about us?"
His hand again gripped the thigh of the son who until now did not understand the meaning of the grip. Asking for help or what, he doesn't know.
Armand just let all his mother's behavior though heavy. If indeed they are paired, no need to doubt then they will definitely get married like this mother wants.
" What about my mom, do you agree with me?" His hands stretched out in front of his mother Nizam. Oma knew that this person before her was not Laela's birth mother but the mother-in-law of the woman.
He breathed softly before Aminah's mother said, "All decisions are in Laela's hands." The look towards Laela.
" Maybe you need your father and mother to know that Laela is the daughter-in-law of my late son. So if indeed you are going to propose my daughter-in-law, maybe through her biological parents. I think they deserve more than me."
And just then Armand dared to nod his face, staring at Laela who was still bowing her head. The man was just trying to gauge how close the woman was to her ex-husband's family.
Her husband who has been unable to make an excuse to return to his own family, but why the woman actually prefers to live with her husband's family. Perhaps from there she could judge how deep this woman felt for her late husband, then how could she replace that position?