Broken Glass

Chapter 11

"How about we stay at the shop three?" bestari asked her two daughters. He looked at them in turn.

"What's the matter, Mom? It's good to live here why in a shophouse?" ratna protests.

"You know you want to sell this house. Instead of us having to move out of the blue, so it's better to move out of now." Bestari.

"Do you want to stay in the shophouse or will you stay here?" ask the forty-year-old woman.

"I want to come with Mom,” replied Riri.

“I also went with Mom,” sahut Ratna later.

“You really want to come with Mom?” ask Bestari once more to be sure. His two sons looked at each other and both nodded their heads confidently.

“But Riri, do you not care if you have to take the bus or ojol and do not go to school with your father?” Bestari looked at the eldest princess.

“It's okay I took the bus, Mom. If you go up later your expenses become more and more. My pocket money is reduced as well. I just bring supplies from home,” replied Riri who made Bestari stroke the head of the princess. The firstborn is always giving up and knows the difficulties experienced by both parents.

“Mom will work harder for you. It may feel uncomfortable at the beginning because of the adaptation process, but God willing we can get through this together. Now focus on mom's life just to raise you both.”

“Bu, if we stay in the shophouse and keep the father stay where?” ask the youngest who still doesn't know anything.

“Bapak stay here until the house is sold,” replied Bestari while stroking the head of the youngest.

“I think you're coming with us too, Bu.”

“No, Na. You stay here. Or do you want to be here with Father?” Bestari looked at the youngest who was close to the father.

Ratna shakes. “More delicious with Mother, if the same Father must always be told to continue,” he admitted.

Bestari smiled at the youngest's words. “Then you prepare some clothes in a small bag so that tomorrow morning you bring them to the shophouse. Tomorrow I'll take the car to the office. New Sunday we bring a lot of stuff and start living there.”

“Yes, Mom,” says both daughters together.

“Riri, you are already in class 3 SMP. Nana, you're in 6th grade SD. You have to stay focused on learning for the future. I will always wish you both the best. I will also try to give the best I can. You guys don't matter ‘kan if we live simply?” The forty-year-old woman looked at her two daughters in turn.

“It's okay, Mom,” says Riri. “I'll be with Mom no matter what.” The girl hugged her mother.

“I also.” Ratna hugged her mother until the three of them hugged each other. In the heart of Bestari promised to make her two children happy even without Dayan. She did not know how the fate of her household with her husband who had secretly betrayed her.

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“Mas Wildan, could not help me buy my land. My husband has mortgaged the house with loan sharks. If within one and a half months not repaid the house will be taken as loan shark.” Bestari contacted Wildan, a housing developer who had previously bought Dayan land and made it into housing.

“Look, Mom, when Mom has time to come to the office. I also want to tell Mom something,” Wildan said from across the phone.

“Mas Wildan is home at what time? Later I try to go home quickly from the office directly to Mas Wildan's office how?”

“Ya, please, Mom. Coincidentally today I have no agenda out.”

“Yes, Mom. I wait.”

Bestari ended the call. He then met with his boss, asking permission to go home early today because of family matters. Fortunately, there was not much work, so the woman was allowed to go home after lunch.

At 2:00 p.m., Bestari came alone to Wildan's office. After parking the car next to the developer's office, he climbed to the second floor where Wildan's office was located because the lower floor was used as a warehouse for building materials.

“Mbak, I want to meet Mas Wildan,” said Bestari when one of the employees greeted him.

“Please go inside, Mom. Mr. Wildan is inside,” said the employee.

“Thank you, Ma'am.” Bestari then entered a room by sliding the door. There is a fish pond that is arranged splashing sound, making the atmosphere cool and soothing. Then he looked to the left there was a room with a large oval table and there were several chairs around it. Wildan was looking at the laptop screen in front of him.

“Assalamu’alaikum, Mas Wildan,” greetings Bestari on the doorstep.

“Wa’alaikumussalam, Mom. Monggo, please sit.” Wildan stood up to welcome the guest.

“Only alone, Bu?” ask Wildan.

“Ya herself, who would you like to be, Mas,” replied Bestari after sitting in the chair.

“So, what can I help you with, Mom?” ask Wildan. He closed the laptop so he could focus more on talking to his guests.

“Pak Dayan turned out to have the same loan shark debt, Mas. He also has a young wife. I'm so confused now how to save the house. So I offer my land, who knows Mas Wildan is interested in buying it,” replied Bestari.

“Before I was sorry about what happened to Mom. I know how Mom feels. Do the kids know this too, ma'am?”

“New firstborn I told you about, Mas. Let me tell the small one. I'm afraid this will affect his school.”

“Yes, it's okay, Mom. Which is best according to Mom. Mother definitely knows better how the nature of children.”

“Iya, Mas.”

Wildan straightened his body. “For land, it looks like I haven't been able to buy Mother's land. It's still too broad for me, and there's no funding, either, ma'am. Have you tried borrowing in the bank?”

“Numbered, Mas. I don't want to borrow any more because I still have a loan at the bank. That's why I want to sell the land. Actually it has been offered everywhere, but still not sold, Mas,” complained Bestari.

“Sorry, Mom. I can't help. My advice, Mom looking for a loan first to the bank.”

“Yes, Mas, it's okay. Oh yeah, it was on the phone he said Mas Wildan wanted to tell me something. What's wrong, Mas?” Bestari looked at the glasses guy.

Wildan let out a long breath before speaking. “Before I apologize profusely to Mother. I did this because of Mr. Dayan's request. But actually I want to tell Mom in the near future. My conscience cannot lie any longer,”.

“Long about what, Mas?” asked Bestari curiously.

“I actually already know that Mr. Dayan borrowed money from loan sharks and had a young wife,” Wildan said.

“What?”