A Reply to My Husband

Faces of Garang

A week had passed since Barra and her mother's last quarrel. Barra's mother did not reduce the habit of returning home even though Barra had reminded her. As soon as Barra left for work then, her mother also immediately left the house. Rania never had a problem with it, she enjoyed it. The less often her in-laws are at home, the less often she meets her and the less likely the conflict between them is.

Meanwhile, Rania felt that Barra was harboring severe problems. She did not tell Rania the problem she was facing but, Rania could feel it. Whenever at home, Barra is mostly pensive and aloof although it does not diminish her concern and affection for Rania. It was as if his body was on his side but his mind went nowhere.

Rania kept thinking about Barra. Then he grabbed his phone.

"You busy?"

"Little bit. You want something?"

" I want a phone. disturb?"

Not one minute Rania's phone rang. It was Barra who called her.

"What if I call you means I want something? Or do I need to want something?"

Barra laughed at the end of her phone.

"It's not so ... I just want to make sure that there is not one of your wishes that I do not fulfill. So ... What's wrong, my dear? Have you missed me? Or do you really want something?"

"Today you're not overtime, are you?"

"It seems not, but do not know also if the President will suddenly invite a meeting. Why the hell?"

"Later tonight I want to eat out. You want to, right?"

"Can. What do you want to eat?"

"Mmm .. I think about it. I'll call you back."

"Yes already. Bye ... "

Rania hangs up her phone just as Ma'am Imah knocks on her bedroom door.

"Consider Mbak .." exclaimed Rania.

"Lunch is ready, Miss Rania."

Rania nodded. "Is that fine as well?"

"Watermelon juice?" Why wonder. "And you asked for strawberry juice?"

"REally...? Yes, strawberries are okay. Bi Yani was also called Ma'am. We eat together."

"Good Miss Rania."

The atmosphere is calm in this house. There was only Rania and her two housemaids at the dining table. Rania indeed deliberately invited the two of them to eat together while at home there was only herself.

Interspersed with small talk between Rania and her two aides, sometimes talking about children, sometimes talking about life, not infrequently also talking about artists, their lunch was warm. Even warmer than when Rania ate with Barra and her in-laws. Either because they are both women, or because they are really sincere to Rania, but these two servants actually make Rania feel comfortable.

In the middle of their fun eating while chatting, there was a bell ringing which was also accompanied by a bang on the front door. The three of them looked at each other because it was unusual. It was already not a knock on the door for normal guests, even now it was accompanied by a shout that sounded from where the three of them were sitting.

"Widia .. get out fast! We want to collect the debt!!!"

The scream was loud and clear from the dining room.

The three of them looked at each other.

"Mom I don't want to open the door .. fear ... the sound is so creepy," whined Imah.

Hearing the sound of screaming again, the three of them started to get scared.

"V ...!!! Get out or I'll break!!!" Still accompanied by pounding on the door which they thought sounded louder, and made them more frightened.

"We'll meet the three of you, Bi, Ma'am?" rania Pinta.

"That's a debtor .. How's Mom? Are we just talking ma'am?" The middle-aged Bu Yani looked frightened.

"It's okay, ma'am, let's meet. Later if they break down really continue to find us inside, even we get angry with them."

"Good Mom ..."

"Let's go to nothing, we'll meet them" said Rania.

Rania then walked to the front door accompanied by her two servants. Opened the door that had been violently pounded by those people.

Rania was completely shocked to see the people standing behind the door. There were six large, fierce-looking tall men waiting there.

"Sorry, what's the need?" tanya Rania tried to be calm and hide her fear.

"Where's Widia?" ask one of them in a hostile tone.

"My parents aren't home."

"Where?!"

"I don't know."

"Listen!!! I came here to warn you. We'll confiscate this house if Widia doesn't pay off her debt in a month. If he tries to hide and avoid paying his debt, then in addition to confiscating this house then we will also throw him into prison. You tell him that!!!"

Rania's heart stopped beating hearing the man's explanation.

"This house will be confiscated?" tanya Rania did not believe it. "How much do my in-laws owe me to have to foreclose on this house?"

"How much?!!" ledek the man.

The man then threw the paper towards Rania, and with a slight tremble Rania caught it.

"That's a breakdown of your in-laws debt. Even selling this house alone is not enough to pay it off!" said the man was cynical. Then he looked towards Rania and looked at her with a naked look.

"Perhaps if you want to work at our place, in three years the debt can be paid off," the man explained with laughter by his friends who stood behind him.

"You are beautiful and your body is also mmm .. mantab, surely you will be a prima donna there," continued the man accompanied by a perverted look to Rania. The man continued to look at Rania from head to toe.

"Go from here!" gertak Rania's. She felt abused as a woman. While Bi Yani and Mbak Imah hide behind Rania out of fear. They did not even dare to raise their faces for fear of seeing the ferocious faces in front of them.

"Allah ... Don't forget to tell Widia what I said! And remember also beautiful .. if you want this house not confiscated, you can work for us." The man's tone is no longer as fierce as before, but odd as Om-om is looking for prey.

"Don't hope!!!" rania Umpat. He knew what job the man meant.

"Well we go, don't forget to consider my offer beautiful!" The man left from before Rania followed by his five friends or perhaps subordinates. Rania's face was flushed red upon hearing the man's words.

It was only after the six men were nowhere to be seen that Rania opened the paper she was holding. Read the writing on the paper that is mostly written on date and nominal, until the bottom listed the final number. Rania felt short of breath then her gaze twitched after seeing the final number listed on the paper.

His body felt weak until he was helpless.

"Bus ... Ms. Rania ... Is it okay?" That was the last sentence Rania heard.