Arumi Sekar

divorcees

" Tomorrow morning we go to Sekar's house, Bim. Let me talk to him. We have to be nice to draw back his sympathies. How else, we still need it to be an ATM machine, the mother is not poor anymore." murmured Bu Patmi and in reply nod by Bima.

" you have gone to sleep, tomorrow after dawn we leave, before Sekar goes to work we must first get there. I want to ask for money to pay arisan." continued Bu Imah spirit, thought only money and can fulfill his style that wow, no longer cared about shame even as if his pride was no longer there.

 

Early in the morning Sekar is ready, today he will go to his office and complete the task as soon as possible, so that in the afternoon he can leave the office to check the location with Aunt Ririn. His heart is flowering, the shadow of the results that will be in the can already make him think to buy land again, Sekar wants to stop working and focus on his own business, Sekar really wants to have a clothing store. His spirit is sekar until he forgets that his marriage is on the edge of the horn. I don't know, Sekar's heart seems not to care about what happened to him with Bima. His intention to part was already very strong.

"Well, what else did you do? it smells so good." said Sekar when his feet stepped into the kitchen, where his mother was cooking and assisted by his sister Rina.

" Make nasi goreng mbak, just make Cha kangkung also favorite balado telor mbak Sekar." said Rina representing her mother who was focusing on stirring fried rice in the pan.

" how much cooking, confused about eating, what else is cooking is mother, duh must be delicious." reply Sekar while landing his butt in the chair.

" the only one will be to bring food" replied Rina who was still stirring sugar in the tea that was brewed in a cup.

" You know what, I was lucky. I have a mother and sister who are super good, always love me, always care about me. Thank you Mom, thank you Rina, I really love you guys.'" said Sekar Haru, for him Rina and Bu Fatimah are everything. The love given by both of them was so sincere to her.

" We also love you nduk, we must love each other and care." said Ms. Fatimah, while pouring fried rice into a large bowl on the dining table.

" Duh looks so good, let's start breakfast." Sekar already can not resist to taste the cuisine of his mother who according to him has a distinctive taste, second to none.

" sir, what will you bring? let's all Rina Be ready."

" we have breakfast together first Rin, later let the ready mbak provide, mbak want to bring Cha kangkung same telor balado and also fried rice later mba also want to bring, mbak, make in love to Santi, he really likes the same fried rice made by mother." said Sekar.

While enjoying breakfast, there was a sound of the door being knocked very hard.

" who's this morning you're visiting?" Fatimah asked in wonder, and was answered by her two daughters.

" Let Rina see, I'm the same as Sekar continued his breakfast." Lina left the dining table to see who was coming.

Upon opening the door, Lina was immediately startled by the two people who were already standing before her with their innocent faces.

Without saying hello and excuse me first, Bu Patmi and Bima went straight in. It's like his own house. They have not even been invited to walk directly towards the kitchen, immediately sit and take food without any embarrassment. Rina who was aware of the shock of the barrari following the two uninvited guests, would be surprised when with the rest of her Bima and her mother ate greedily without permission first, make Sekar also Bu Fatimah gawking and interlocking lyrics.

" I'm sorry jeng, it was fitting to leave here is still very early in the morning, so did not have time to cook. Now hungry and by chance here there is already food. Oh my goodness Fatimah jeng knows if there will be guests from far away, so cook a lot of gini. Delicious loh jeng cuisine, I swear, until I want to add more. Is it Bim?." without shame Bu Patmi just keep talking and in the same Bima. It's a magical family, mother and son are the same. Same with no shame.

Just getting fed up and holding back his emotions, remembering how Bima had demeaned him last night, and now came with no shame as if to behave if this was his home. To keep his license from falling, Sekar chose to leave the dining table, preparing to go to the office. And do not forget to also prepare a file that will be brought to court to file a divorce lawsuit before leaving for bitter melon with his aunt.

" Sekar wait, Mas want to talk." pursue Bima tergopoh and not even responded at all by Sekar who continues to step.

" What's up, Mom? What else is there to talk about?" reply Sekar coldly with a sharp gaze towards Bima who immediately misbehaved.

" I'm sorry, Mas is jealous to accuse you who are not not, I'm sorry Mas ya." continued Bima relaxed, as if what was said last night to Sekar, just ordinary things. Without him knowing, Sekar was deeply hurt and insulted by all his harsh words.

" It's over, it's all over. And I will stick to my decision. We split up." said Sekar firmly and it made Bima immediately shocked instantly.

" Sekar, give Mas a chance once again, please forgive me mas." sedu Bima said.

"Owalah nduk, women really happy to say the word separate. Pamali loh, can't, not so good. Sin." said Mrs Patmi from the kitchen.

" If there is a problem it is solved well, it is discussed with a cool head. Reassure what is wrong. Not ujug ujug directly ask for divorce, you are an educated woman but how rude so the husband." murmured Bu Patmi defended her son, and increasingly made Sekar feel upset, and, while Ms. Fatimah just silently looked at her daughter's pity.

" I think you know what your child's behavior is like. Even very easily Bima has lowered my self-esteem. I'm sorry I better step back than I keep feeling the heartache of this mother's son." Sekar could no longer hold back his emotions, Ms. Fatimah stroked her daughter's shoulders gently.

" It's hard, Istighfar." whispered Ms. Fatimah to calm her daughter.

" Please sit down, we're talking good." Ms. Fatimah let out her voice, the gentle woman was no longer able to stay silent to see her son in a corner by her in-laws.

" Say the same old man, do not easily ask for divorce, sin." continued Ms. Patmi after landing her butt on the sofa soft living room.

" Those who live Sekar, as a parent, I only have the right to advise the good good, the decision remains in the hands of Sekar himself. And if Sekar decided to separate, I think Sekar already have his own consideration, because he who has been living his household with the son of Bima like what." ms. Fatimah replied at length with an attitude that was so calm even though her heart exploded upset with her iron speech that continued to blame her daughter without wanting to see how her own child behaved.

" I don't want us to get divorced, you'll still be my wife anytime."

" it's up to you, I'll still file a lawsuit in court. There's nothing more we have to discuss, I have to go to work." said Sekar with a sharp look, clearly anger in his eyes.

" Before you go to work, love mother money to pay arisan, not much just three million" said Bu Patmi without sin.

Sekar and Bu Fatimah looked at each other, gaping in disbelief at what had just been heard.

" What Mom? try repeating again." reply Sekar casually.

" heleh pura did not listen, do not stingy you, I am still your mother, only three million, for you it is small right?" sahut Bu Patmi with his style that ah inexplicable.

" sorry Mom, I'm not your ATM machine. Excuse me, Asalamualaikum."

" Now! wait, Sekar, where's the money?" go after Bu Patmi.