
The atmosphere of grief is still felt, at the house of papa Gilang. Everyone, more silent, especially Vero, who was used to rames. Right now, he was in his room, and Biyan went to the side porch. Go alone.
Jeny, still at her papa's house. She asked her husband, Dr. Dimas, to stay in the house for a few days.
Doctor Dimas, understand his wife's wishes and allow. In fact, he also said that if you want to stay overnight, accompany Jeny. But right now, Dimas' doctor has to go to the hospital, because there are patients who need his treatment.
"You're okay if you want to go home, Jen. Pity your husband" said Cilla's mother, to Jeny. He is not happy, if Jeny wants to stay overnight, make the doctor Dimas, forced to follow his will.
Right now, they were chatting lightly away the desolate created from grief, with the departure of Oma Rossa.
"It's okay Ma. Om Dimas gave me permission. Later, he also stayed here."
Mama Cilla, frowning in wonder, heard the reply from Jeny, while calling out the name for the doctor Dimas.
"Om Dimas? Jeny. You are how the hell, when you call your own husband like that, is there no other name?" asked Mama Cilla with a confused face.
"Why Ma? Om Dimas is normal. He didn't protest" replied Jeny flatly.
"But the effect is strange Jeny. What if it sounds from his family Dimas, or later your son? Time yes you want to call it continue Change it, what is it," protested Mama Cilla, by complaining.
"Call what? that was Jeny's habit from a long time ago, calling her Om?" jeny asked her mother, Cilla's mother.
"Mama called papa, mas. Or like Elisha calling your sister, brother. It could be Brother, or if you already have children, call papi or dady, or papa is also okay Jen," replied Mama Cilla gave an explanation and example for a call to the doctor Dimas.
Jeny grimaced, hearing her mother's protest, about the name for her husband, doctor Dimas.
"Just like, Mama won't listen anymore, you call your husband Om Dimas. Understand Jen?" Mama Cilla, said firmly.
"Yes Ma, yes." replied Jeny, giving in knowing she was wrong.
"But, what do you call him, Ma? which is not the same as others," asked Jeny, asking her mother's opinion.
"You plan to give a call to your child later, just call it if you are in trouble," replied Mama Cilla, giving advice to Jeny.
"Ah, not yet Ma's mind. Later, Jeny negotiations used to be the same about Dimas. Uh, hehehe.. sorry Ma, there was no decision to call him just now, right?" Jeny, smiling awkwardly, looked towards mama Cilla, who let out a long sigh.
"Ma, I just want to move into an apartment."
Aji suddenly arrives, and asks for permission from Mama Cilla, to move in and live in the apartment.
"Why?" asked Mama Cilla by frowning her. She's afraid, if Aji moves out of this house for some reason.
"It's okay. Just study independently," replied Aji lightly.
"How self?" ask Mama Cilla to know.
"Yes.. everything is Ma's own," Aji replied, without explaining in detail, as his mother wanted.
"At least you won't be bothered, newlyweds!" jeny said cutting off the two of them, Cilla's mom and her brother, Aji.
"Hmmm..."
Aji, did not respond to the words of his sister, Jeny. She, finally, sat down and waited for approval from her mother, Mama Cilla.
"But, don't you bother? You work, you go to college too. Elisha still has to finish college, right?" mama Cilla, doesn't understand what Aji is thinking right now.
Mama Cilla, can't protest anymore with Aji's wishes. He knew, if Aji must have had his own thoughts and had thought about it well in advance.
"Mama didn't forbid, but did Elisha want to?" ask mama Cilla resigned.
Mama Cilla, in fact, feels heavy, approving permission from Aji because she has just lived in Jeny, who is married to doctor Dimas. Jeny, now lives in her husband's house as well. And now, Aji who just got married a few weeks ago, asked permission to live alone with his wife in the apartment. "Home is so quieter," said Mama Cilla in his heart.
"Elisa, I'd love to. He's the one who matters is coming with Aji Ma" Aji replied with a faint smile.
Mama Cilla, let out a long sigh and threw it away slowly. He no longer knows what to answer.
"Mama is up to you. But Mama asked, if Elisha gets pregnant, you should move to the house again. This is for Elisha's safety."
Finally, Mama Cilla agreed, by applying for the conditions that must be approved by Aji.
"Yes Ma" replied Aji short.
"Oh yes Brother. Where's elisa?" jeny asked, who only realized that Elisha was not among them now.
"He's sleeping. Tired he said," replied Aji, then leaned his head on the back of the sofa.
"Don't keep usilin, even though Jeny is sure that Elisha is also not reluctant, but he needs time and energy also for his final assignment tomorrow, if he is active in college again." Jeny, advise her brother.
"What, isn't that you?" aji asked, counterattacking his sister's words.
"I. hehehe..." Jeny, chuckling amusedly, when she realized that she was also still a newlywed.
With a slanted smile, Aji dazed at the behavior of his sister, Jeny.
"You are, just the same," said mother Cilla, rising from her seat and stepping towards the kitchen.
"Sister. How is Elisha, ferocious not as usual?" jeny asked to know how the marriage of her sister and her best friend, Elisha.
"Ck, ask."
"Haihihah... Brother lost huh, can't compensate?" ledek Jeny giggled amusedly.
Aji did not answer and did not say anything. He just shrugged his shoulders and got up from his seat.
Almost Aji walked over, leaving from his seat along with Jeny, Cilla's mama called her name.
"Dadji!"
Aji hurriedly stepped towards the kitchen, where her mother had been.
"What's the matter Ma?" ask Aji with worry.
"Here, you drink. Another one for Elisha, let him drink when he wakes up. Poor him, must be tired" said Mama Cilla, with two glasses of warm milk in a small tray.
"Mama, take a fuss. Later also Aji can make his own, or Elisha who makes," said Aji, who felt bad, because it troublesome his mother.
"Mama kangen when you were a kid. So often ask for warm milk like gini, and now you are married, surely mama has no chance to be able to make warm milk again for You.
Aji, hugging her mother without saying much. She knew her mother was saddened by her loss. His mother must have felt that, if, there would be many things, that would not be the same again as before.