100 Days of Being a Widow

Part 30 POV Pak Subur

I went home to my little hut with a bad feeling. There is a feeling of pride and pride in what I did. Finding a child with his mother

of course it is simple for adults to find an address, but for a child aged six years, it will certainly be difficult, especially for a city called Jakarta. Perhaps, God has led Rukmini my wife and I to meet a little boy named Azka. On the night that began to be watered by the rain, Rukmini saw Azka walking like a confused person. We know Azka is not a street kid. He does not know the direction of the road, wearing neat clothes typical of home children. Rukmini tapped her heart and immediately called me. Then we agreed to bring this boy.madum into the house and allow him to stay overnight. However, before he fell asleep, he said that his sister was missing. So I decided to report to the police. Apparently his sister has been found.

Actually, I'll take Azka to the police station, or her father will pick Azka up to my hut. However, apparently Azka had deliberately run away from her father's house in search of her mother. I, who for fifty years had not met the figure of a mother, was moved to meet Azka with her mother.

I'll start the old motorcycle immediately. I'm not speeding. I paced casually while observing the city streets that were starting to get congested. I looked around at the florist who was lined up along the road to the square. ah. I remember that today Rukmini is a birthday. I then pulled over my vehicle and bought a rose that I was going to give her... Rukmini is just getting older. But, the effect is the same as when the girl was. I continue the journey. This time I ran faster. I'll tractor your favorite meatball today Rukmini, let you happy to the maximum today.

I have arrived in front of the stall which is also my happy hut with Rukmini. However, my stall is closed. It is not usual for him to close the stall if not the prayer hours. I tried calling her name, but it never showed up. Rukmini does not understand the road in Jakarta, so it is impossible for her to travel without my assistance. For ten years in Jakarta, Rukmini never once went without my assistance.

"Sir... Prolifically...Sir....!"

I heard someone calling from outside the house. I rushed towards the source of the sound.

"Yes, Miss Yuli...?"

Apparently Ms. Yuli owns the stall next door.

"lw.pak..eeee..."

Bu Yuli's breath was puffing.

"what's Ma'am....?"

Tanyaku.

"Bu Rukmini was taken to the Police Station...!!!"

Said Bu Yuli while stammering.

"loh..loh...what's Mom?!"

I don't seem to believe it.

"he said kidnapping!"

Said Bu Yuli closing the conversation after mentioning the address of the police station in question.

I'm trying to digest what Ms. Yuli said. What is the basis for this abduction latrine?

deg....

I remember Azka. Didn't someone promise to pick Azka up. Yes, that person was Azka's own father!

I then drove faster. I want to get everything straight in front of the police. My wife cannot be sad on her birthday. Even though I don't remember where I put the rose I bought. I'm just focusing on Rukmini's safety right now.

I'm heading to the report room.

"Mr....!"

Rukmini's face looks cheerful. Not like I was worried about.

"Mom..are you okay?"

"Alhamdulillah no sir. Let's answer the police questions together!" Said Rukmini who I answered with a nod.

Rukmini answered one question at a time, ready and calm. In fact he was like defending Rania, a figure he did not know, and Azka figure who may have forgotten him since he hugged his mother. But Rukmini is not. His words always put forward conscience. Each question is answered with logic, heart and then advice.

"Rukmini, I've been married to you for over twenty-five years, but I just found out that your words are that wise.

There is one word I admire

"I put Azka in my house because of my humanity. My husband and I took her into his arms because I was also a mother who wanted to meet my children. And those of you who have a heart will certainly do the same, but legal in law!"

Unexpectedly, Rukmini went into a holding cell. I cried not to accept. I asked Rukmini, if she wanted to change Azka for your freedom, then I would be ready. However, it's amazing. Rukmini only smiles from behind bars.

"Rukmini why do you dare to take this risk..."

I clasped his hand. He seemed so calm and happy. I don't know what the reason is.

"Sir, all this time, the family's been throwing us away, like we're worthless. As long as we are not able to give anything to our environment. But today, we prove that we are the ones who are able to sacrifice for the happiness of others. When I called that Azka had met her mother, hugging in tears, honestly at the time, the police were in front of me. I, who was initially afraid, turned into a brave person. I don't know why. I'm sure I have nothing to lose for helping him, even though I have to bear the consequences". Rukmini said with teary eyes, not sad but happy.

I cried and hugged Rukmini, before she was put into the cell. I asked myself to be arrested as well. However, it turns out that Rukmini made a surprising statement. He didn't involve me, so I was only made a witness by them.

"Rukmini I can't go home without you.I don't want to be alone...!"

I can't be far from Rukmini. Since we got married, maybe this is the first time we will be apart. Wherever we are always both. Even he was willing to leave his parents' comfortable home, and chose to live with me, wandering in Jakarta. He chose to keep his honor in front of his parents. Yep... I became unemployed after the sand mines in the village were closed. Our lives have become disorganized. Rukmini miscarried, I had no medical expenses. ah. The scorn of those closest to us seems to judge that we are useless to them. Finally, we decided to migrate to Jakarta, pitting luck, testing luck.

For years I struggled with fate, in fact our lives have not changed. A hut as well as a grocery kiosk that is transformed functionally as a home. Rukmini never complains, always cheerful.

I held her hand tightly before the police asked for Rukmini to return to the detention cell. I whispered in his ear.

"my dear, happy birthday.I'm sorry I can't accompany you"

My crying is unstoppable. However, Rukmini smiled and said

"Thank you dear. Do not regret doing good. Be proud of our decision. And this birthday, it's the best birthday of my life. Wait for me at home. I promise I'll be home soon". He said while kissing the back of my hand.

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