When Mother-in-Law Came Home
chapter 33

Geck, tok! The sound of knocking on the door rang out quite loudly to Dimas and Tiara's ears. The two of them rushed to the door to see the guests.

"Let me open, Mom!" tiara said to Dimas.

"Who came this early in the morning?"

Tiara was quite surprised as she opened the door. In front of him now stood Adam's family with someone who was very familiar.

"Good morning, Tiara! We're not interrupting, are we?" greet Adam to Tiara.

Adam brought his wife and son to visit. And the man carrying someone who was none other than Ms. Ismi.

"Mother!" Tiara immediately kissed the back of her mother-in-law's hand as soon as she saw Ms. Ismi. For days the woman worried about Ms. Ismiyati who had no news. Suddenly the mother of her husband came with Mr. Adam.

"Mas Dimas!" call Tiara to her husband with excitement. Dimas was stunned when he saw the figure of his mother who came along with Adam.

"Mother! Where's mom going? Why aren't you telling me?" Dimas grabbed the mother's hand and kissed the middle-aged woman's hand.

The mother and son took off each other with teary eye beads. They continued the conversation inside Dimas' house and told how Ms Ismi could be with Adam.

"Where is the story of how you can be the same Mr. Adam now? You're not going home?" tiara asked Ms. Ismiyati.

"Mom should have gone back to the village, right? Didn't you get on the train?" sahut Dimas also asked for an explanation.

"So this way, I accidentally met with Ms. Ismi at the station" said Adam.

"On that day, I intend to pick up an assistant who came from the village" he continued.

"When, Mom? Did Mr Adam meet with Mom when I went to the station to go home?" ask Tiara.

"So all this time I never went back to Sukoharjo? You been here all this time?" tanya Dimas chimed in.

"Had been an explanation from Mr. Adam" said Ms. Ismiyati.

Adam continued his story. "Patience, huh? I'll tell you slowly."

"At that time when I intended to pick up an assistant from the village, it turned out that the assistant from the village did not come. In fact, we just happened to meet Ms. Ismi. At that time, Ms. Ismi looked confused," explained Adam.

"It turns out ma'am ismi kejambretan," he continued.

"What's? How can? But I'm fine, right?" tanya Dimas was quite surprised when he heard the news that his mother was shocked. Dimas never got word from his mother after Ms Ismiyati left for the station. It turned out that Ms Ismiyati's belongings had been taken away by the snatchers at the station.

"Mother is fine. Fortunately, I met Mr. Adam at the station" said Ms. Ismi.

"Mother lives in Mr Adam's house and becomes ART? Why don't you come back here?" Ask Dimas.

"Mommy doesn't feel good to ride free at Adam's house. Adam also needs ART. So I offered myself as well as a thank you for having been helped before" said Bu Ismiyati. "Why don't you come back here .. You also know why, right? I don't want to disturb your household anymore. I don't want to make you difficult and separate."

Tiara and Dimas did not expect that Bu Ismiyati would have a difficult time as long as they were apart. Ms. Ismiyati did not even want to go back to Dimas' house anymore, because she did not want to disturb her son's household which she had been disheveled.

"Why did Mom say that? This room is still a mother's son. Where could Dimas possibly send Mom off? Dimas is really worried about Mom. For several days Dimas kept trying to contact Mom. But after I went to the station, I never heard from you. Dimas thinks I'm really going back to Sukoharjo. Dimas thought I didn't want to call Dimas anymore" Dimas said with reddened eyes.

The mother and son began to tear. Dimas looked at his mother with a sad face. It is not hearty that he saw his mother who turned out to be confused looking for shelter, until finally Bu Ismiyati had to live in a stranger's house and become a household assistant.

"I'm sorry, Mom? Mom doesn't want to come back here anymore. I don't want any more trouble in this house. I don't want to make you separate anymore" said Ms. Ismiyati.

"What did you say, anyway? If there's anything, I should go straight back here" Dimas said. "Sorry Dimas, Mom? It's all Dimas' fault. Dimas can't take care of me."

Tiara spoke up. This would not have happened if Tiara had not asked Bu Ismi to leave the house and return to Sukoharjo.

"It's all Tiara's fault. Tiara should not be rude to Mom to ask Mom to go home to Sukoharjo. Tiara made it because of. Tiara was childish. Sorry Tiara, Mom?" tiara said while resting at the feet of her mother-in-law.

The three of them cried in front of Adam. The three of them admitted their mistake. The absence of cohesiveness and tolerance has made the relationship of the three of them divided.

But now the situation has changed. Both Dimas, Tiara, and Bu Ismiyati are aware and willing to correct their respective mistakes.

"No, Tiara. I can understand your anger and annoyance with Mother" said Ms. Ismiyati.

"It's all because of Dimas, Mom. Sorry to be in the bag, Mom? Dimas can't be a good boy for me. Sorry for me too, Tiara? I can't be a good husband to you yet" Dimas said, hugging his mother and wife.

"Dimas has failed to take care of both of you" he added.

Adam was quite relieved that he could finally bring Bu Ismiyati back together with his son and daughter-in-law. Ms. Ismiyati and Tiara have now also officially made up.

the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law have forgiven each other and got along as usual. They begin to learn to understand each other and appreciate each other's life principles.

"Thank God that Bu Ismi can be together with the family again," said Mr. Adam relieved to see Bu Ismi get along with his family.

"Thank you very much, sir! I owe a lot to Adam. You don't have Mr. Adam, I don't know what my mother's fate is now" Dimas said.

"No need to say that. I am also happy to be able to help Ms. Ismi," said Mr. Adam.

Dimas turned to look at his mother and his wife. After going through a long debate through difficult choices, Dimas was finally able to re-embrace his mother and wife to live together peacefully.

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