When Mother-in-Law Came Home
chap 15's

Chapter 15

"Near! Go, Tiara!" muttered Dimas with eyes closed.

The man seemed to be delirious. Soon, Dimas opened his eyes and found himself asleep in bed.

It turns out Dimas was dreaming. Because of his longing for the wife, making the man think of Tiara to the dreamland.

Five days Tiara had left home. Dimas still regularly contacted Tiara and sent many messages asking the woman to come home, but the results were nil. Tiara still insisted on not going home.

"Dimas, it's almost noon! What time do you want to wake up?" reprimand Bu Ismiyati who appears in Dimas' room.

The middle-aged woman walked into Dimas' room and saw her son who was still sitting on the bed. Dimas' face looks pale. Cold sweat also started pouring down his forehead.

"Yes, Mom. It was bad luck" said Dimas in a limp voice.

Bu Ismi watched the son closely. "You are very pale" said Ms. Ismiyati as she examined Dimas' forehead.

The woman was somewhat surprised as she felt the high temperature in Dimas' body. "You have a fever, huh?" asked Ms. Ismiyati to get anxious.

Dimas shook his head slowly. "It's okay, Mom. Dimas wants to be ready now," said Dimas.

"Where are you ready?" ask Ms. Ismiyati again. "You can't go anywhere! Take a rest at home. No need to go to work."

"It's okay, Mom. Dimas is fine."

"Well, what is it? Your face is very sharp. Your body is hot" said Ms. Ismiyati.

The peak of Dimas' yearning made the man finally fall ill. This also makes Miss Ismiyati feel sorry for her son who was sick when his wife left him.

"You rest first. I'm gonna get you some hot tea, okay?" tawar Bu Ismiyati's.

Since there is no Tiara in the house, be Miss Ismiyati who has to take care of her own son. "Drink the tea first. I'm taking hot medicine. You want to go to porridge too? Mom made it, huh?"

Ms. Ismiyati took care of her son painstakingly, although in her heart she was somewhat upset at Tiara's departure, but Ms. Ismiyati still had to take care of her son.

"Thank you, Mom!" said Dimas to the mother who had taken good care of him.

Ms. Ismi sat next to Dimas while gently rubbing the back of her son's hand. "What do you do, thank you all?" sahut Bu Ismiyati's. "Good thing I have a mother here! If you are at home rich gini how? I'm sick, but at home alone."

Dimas could only smile. If Tiara was at home, he was sure that his wife would not abandon herself in such an illness.

"Your wife is really bored! Can't you tell him to come home fast? Husband is sick again rich gini but he does not go home and is more anxious to work," grumbled Bu Ismiyati still upset whenever he remembers about Tiara.

Ms. Ismiyati felt sorry and pity for her son who did not get the attention of his wife when sick. "Quick you call Tiara now! You tell me to go home!"

"Dimas didn't want to make Tiara anxious, Mom. Dimas is just a normal fever. Dimas was not very sick either. Dimas does not want to disturb the work of Tiara," said Dimas.

"When will your wife get rich? Make ngurus your daily needs aja Tiara can not. fitting again sick like Gini also Tiara can not nemenin you. If this is the case, what's the point of having a wife?"

"Don't say that, Mom! If Tiara can choose, Dimas sure Tiara must choose Dimas kok. Tiara is also a concern, ma'am. Maybe the way his attention is different from Mother's," Dimas said.

"Udah, Mom. Dimas believed the same Tiara. For Dimas, Tiara was already quite attentive as a wife," Dimas said, ending his debate with his mother about Tiara. "Dimas wants a break!"

Dimas changed his sleeping position and closed his eyes while turning his back on his mother. Ms. Ismiyati increasingly could not bear to see her son who looked languid. At times like this, Dimas must have missed the presence of Tiara.

"Yes, you rest. I'll wake up in time for lunch."

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"Cock fever you're not down too? asked Bu Ismiyati while checking the temperature of the son. "We're going to the doctor, okay?"

"No need, Mom. Dimas just catch a common cold" said Dimas.

"What is "regular wind? Your body is still hot since morning," said Ms. Ismiyati increasingly made worried about the state of her favorite son.

"Mother compress, huh?" tawar Bu Ismiyati rushed in search of towels and ice water.

Dimas nodded while throwing a faint smile. "Thank you, Mom. Sorry Dimas ngrepotin," said Dimas.

"Ngrepotin what? If there is no rich wife gini, who else can take care of you if not Mom?"

Ms. Ismiyati took care of Dimas and did many things to help her son get the heat down. Ms. Ismiyati bought various kinds of heat-lowering drugs and compressed Dimas repeatedly.

Not only hot, Dimas also began to cough and nausea. The middle-aged woman was increasingly made afraid of the state of her child when she saw Dimas vomiting.

"Dimas, let's go to the doctor, shall we?" invite Ms. Ismiyati with teary-eyed beads.

"Suami is rich in gini, but where is Tiara, anyway?" sulang Bu Ismiyati was upset and angry at Tiara who was not taking care of Dimas.

"No need, Mom. Dimas is fine. Later also the fever goes down," said Dimas refused the invitation of the mother who repeatedly offered to check with the doctor.

Ms. Ismiyati rubbed the corner of her already watery eyes. It was heartless to see his son who was slumped alone endure this kind of pain.

"What else are you feeling? Your stomach hurts? You cold? Your nose is stuck? Let me find a cold cure," said Ms. Ismiyati. "You ran out of snacks haphazardly huh to vomit gini? What did you eat yesterday? You're sleep deprived, aren't you?"

Ms. Ismiyati interrogated the child with her chatter. Dimas didn't give much response except for the head.

"Udah, Mom. Dimas just needs a break, really. I don't need to worry" said Dimas.

Unable to see her son suffer, Ms. Ismiyati rushed out of Dimas' room. The middle-aged woman cried to see her suffering son.

"Where is Tiara's workplace address, anyway?" mummified Bu Ismiyati later.

The mother of Dimas was also busy looking for things related to Tiara's workplace. It seemed that the middle-aged woman was really intending to come to Tiara to work for the sake of her son.

"I should be able to bring Tiara home!"

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