Beautiful Tailor

In Slander

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Mr. Syabani's body was finished in the cemetery. Dance cried until her eyes swelled, now she has no one else in the world. He hopes that Miss Rosita will still be his mother even though her father is gone.

Dance cursed herself, because of her stupidity, because of her lies so that two lives had been lost. He did not expect that this would happen and happen to him.

Now Dari is sitting in front of her sewing machine. It had been a few days since his father died, but not a single person had come to sew him clothes. Not even for clothes.

Ms. Rosita since two days ago went looking for work, whatever work she would do as long as it was still halal. Ms. Rosita hopes to get a job soon so she can ease the burden of Dance.

Mr. Syabani is dead, of course Ms. Rosita does not want to keep asking for Dance. While Dance alone is now difficult to get stitches.

One month passed, the stitches that came on the Dance could be counted fingers. At first he did not know why people would not sew clothes on him again.

But later after Miss Rosita found out, it turned out that it was all Ms. Hanifa. He instigated all the villagers not to sew their clothes again on Dance.

Bu Hanifa turned around the fact that Dance had trapped Sandi. That it was Tari who gave the unclean powder to Sandi and gave a woman a night to comfort Sandi so that Tari was free from serving her husband.

Dari does not want to have sex with Sandi because she has an affair. Dari married Sandi only targeting treasure only. That's why Dance trapped Sandi.

That's what Ms. Hanifa said to the villagers. Bu Hanifa was a well-respected person in the village, considering that Bu Hanifa was the richest person in the village. So what he said the villagers easily believe.

"So, you guys still want to use the services of sewing the Dance? if I were you, I would not have my clothes in my hands as women like Dance. The deceitful woman, who had thrown her very good, handsome and rich husband into prison, was impudent to her. Because he's also my husband was in shock to hear his son in prison so my husband had a heart attack and died."

Not only one or two people but all the villagers of Bu Hanifa spread their cruel slander.

Gradually Dance became no income from sewing clothes.

Time goes on, Ms. Rosita has got a job, so it has been a few months since Ms. Rosita who financed Dance life. Miss Rosita doesn't mind at all.

Today, Tari and Bu Rosita still live in Tari's sewing stall. Sleep only with a mat, eat potluck. Because the salary of Ms. Rosita who works as a washing worker is only a little.

Suddenly, Dari remembered something. He still had a stash of gold jewelry given Sandi at that time. Dance quickly moved to check her bag and immediately searched for the precious object.

"Alhamdulillah," said Tari when he found two boxes of velvet where the jewelry was stored.

Suddenly.

Prahaang!!!

The windowpanes of his sewing stall were thrown stone by someone from outside.

"Akh!!!" Dance shouted in surprise.

This is not the first time he is often terrorized by unknown people. Sometimes the stall was pelted with dirt, sometimes pelted with mud which made the stall very dirty and some clothes that would be stitched dirty.

But the worst is today. Because it's very dangerous for him. It could be when people from outside throw stones and hit him, of course it can hurt him.

At that time Tari had thought of leaving the village so that they could not harm him again. But where he'll go he doesn't know. And certainly have no cost to live outside.

In the afternoon, when Miss Rosita came home from work. Ms. Rosita was surprised to find the glass of the Dance sewing stall broke.

"Assalamu'alaikum."

"Wa'alaikumsalam."

"Why with that glass, Dance?" ask Miss Rosita to be curious.

"Someone broke it, Mom. They threw stones from the outside" replied Tari sadly.

"O Allah, the worse their actions are with you, Dance. We should report them to the police."

"Who are you referring to? if you want to go to the police there's no evidence, ma'am."

"Yes, who else would they be if it wasn't the Hanifa family."

"We're leaving this village, ma'am. We start a new life in a new place. Mommy want?"

"But, dear this land, Dance. Even though it is only a patch but good if sold," said Bu Rosita.

It turns out that the nature of Ms. Rosita's matre has not disappeared.

"Let this land, ma'am. The important thing is that his letters are still with us. No one will be able to disturb this land. Dance has jewelry, later Dance will sell the jewelry and we use it for business capital in a new place, not in this village."

Eventually Miss Rosita agreed and will join Tari, because she also does not know who to stay with if not with Tari.

That night they packed their things, they helped Dodi to lift heavy things. Dari brought two sewing machines that would become his capital to find sustenance in a new place that he would be aiming. Dance rent a pick up car to transport their stuff all.

That night Tari and Bu Rosita say goodbye to Dodi and his wife.

In the morning, Ms. Hanifa again told people to harm Dance. But, just as that person was about to throw something dirty into the Dance stall, that person found the Dance stall was empty uninhabited and there were no items there.

The person immediately reported it to Bu Hanifa, Bu Hanifa smiled mockingly, "Until when will they hide, they will have nothing."

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One month later...

In fact, Ms. Hanifa still did not get any news that Tari was back at her stall. Bu Hanifa started to grow furious, as she was still very vengeful on Tari. He is not satisfied if Tari has not suffered like his favorite son who is now in prison.

Because his revenge was not avenged Bu Hanifa sent people back. This time Ms. Hanifa told people to destroy the Dance sewing stall. In order that when Tari and Bu Hanifa returned later they really had no place to stay anymore.

Meanwhile, one month ago, Dari and Bu Rosita started their new lives in a new place and no one knew them.

Felt her life more calm, no more terror, no more scornful village people who call themselves deceitful girls and girls do not know themselves.

Although in a new place he had to introduce himself again as a tailor. Had to find new customers, but it all he lived with pleasure and sure someday will be many people who believe it if he is a reliable tailor.

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