Broken Glass
Chapter 28
“If not now, when else, sir? I only have a lot of time on Saturday and Sunday. The Father who should have lived here began to squeak. That's also if you care.”
Dayan was silent after hearing the scathing remark from his wife. He has done nothing at home except sleep, play cell phones, and do homework. According to him, it was Bestari's duty, under the pretext that he did not know which one his wife would bring. Though the man can collect items that have never been used, newspapers or used books, in fact Dayan did nothing. Even to choose and sort his own clothes, it was not done.
“Better Mr out than just make this room so narrower and cramped.” Bestari lowered her pile of clothes from the closet to the top of the bed.
Dayan took a deep breath and then walked out of the room. Instead of cleaning up the warehouse, he took a shower. After taking a shower, the 42-year-old was dressed. Bidding Bestari if she will go to follow her group studies.
Bestari was silent when her husband left. He already did not care what Dayan did, all he had in mind just wanted everything to be sorted quickly. Move items from the old house to the place to be rented while waiting for the house to be built. Although the funds they have are limited. The important thing is there is a place to put furniture and others.
“Where to go, Bu?” asked Riri who heard the sound of a motorbike leaving the house.
“Review said,” answered Bestari without stopping her activities of selecting and sorting her clothes. It turns out that many clothes are still good in the closet, but no longer fit on his body. So, he set aside the clothes according to the type. Suits work clothes are made into one, as well as batik-batik and also the game is made into one based on its type.
“Surely you don't want to come clean, Mom?” asked Riri who was annoyed with Dayan.
“Mother doesn't know either, Ri. No need to care, Father. The important thing is we clean up our own stuff,” replied Bestari who did not want to take a headache.
“Iya, Mum.” Riri returned to his room, continuing the activities he had left behind because he heard the sound of a motorbike in the yard of the house.
Dayan returned home after Zuhur. Bestari and her children are taking lunch breaks. Sorting and choosing clothes turned out to be quite tiring. Because their clothes turned out to be quite a lot, what else belongs to Bestari.
Seeing his wife and three children eating, Dayan went straight into the room. Change clothes and then take out a pile of clothes from his closet and put it on the bed. Doing what the wife had previously done, choosing clothes that were still worn and unused.
After lunch, Bestari went back into the room. He did not close the door, leaving it open. The mother of two children did not feel comfortable in one room with Dayan. Even though she is still her husband. Imagining the husband had touched another woman, making Bestari feel very disgusted and did not want to be touched again by Dayan.
"I'm going to stay at Ma'am Point's house tomorrow, ma'am." Dayan opened the conversation after they kept quiet in the room.
"Yes. monggo. Just clean up his house. More economical than contracting a house," said Bestari indifferently.
"Let's ask for the same closet bed in this room, ma'am. Refrigerator, stove, same kitchen tool," said Dayan.
"Take it," said Bestari.
"I want to buy a house, but my money is 100 million" Dayan told me. "Yesterday Mas Tejo said he wanted to borrow money to buy a new fleet once he knew this house was selling. He said every month he would pay 1.5 million as his service to borrow money. Instead of paying interest to the bank, it's better to pay me. So rich I invested in his travel" he continued.
"Good then. Mas Tejo's travel business has gone well. The investment there is clear. What matters is the agreement and the guarantee. I heard he was often short of a fleet. Many people like to rent a car these days. It's good every month you so there is income. Can make a meal and save," commented Bestari. "Sir, would you?" She looked at her husband.
Bestari frowned at Dayan's reply. His emotions rose again as Royani's name was called the husband. "Urus Royani just over there. Turn around with him. It has been tricked and used to still believe. It's up to Father that money to be flanked. I don't give a shit. What is clear is that I do not want to stay one more roof with you, Father" he said.
Bestari put down the clothes she was holding. Choose to go out of the room and leave his job. If she stays in the room with Dayan, she is afraid of getting out of control and must be noisy with her husband. The woman did not want her children to hear their commotion. Better to avoid and do something else.
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"Sir, I want to take care and take care of your house. Yes, yes," Dayan asked his eldest brother who lives outside the city by phone.
"What do you mean, Yan? I don't understand" said Point from across the phone.
"Yes, my house is clean. I'll stay there" Dayan said.
"What's? You want to live there? Why why?" tanya Point who does not know the problem between the sister and her brother-in-law.
"My house has been sold, Ma'am," Dayan replied.
"What's? Sold?" The point again asked in a loud tone in surprise.
"Yes. Ma'am," Dayan replied in a soft voice.
"Why sold?" Point keep asking.
"I'm in debt with hundreds of millions of loan sharks, Ma'am. I owe you a certificate of this land." Dayan then told him all things without anything being covered, including his sir's marriage to Royani.
"Yes, God. Astaghfirullah," said the Point repeatedly when the sister told me.
"So, as the story goes, Ma'am. Bestari same kids live in the shophouse now. I'm at home by myself. If this house has been taken, I have no place to live. That's why I want to occupy Mbak Point's house." Dayan ended his story.
"Mayan, Dayan. You are already living well with your wife and child why even make a tantrum. You used to suffer, why do you want to suffer again? The kids are growing up. Your age is also getting older, you should focus on worship alone not even do stupid things like that." Point scolded his sister.
"Now things are like this. Bestari and your children are hurt just as much as you. What can you do to let them forgive you? If I were Bestari, I would do the same. Why are you so less grateful, Yan? Less what is Bestari with you? Did you realize that you were only used by your young wife? He's just gonna take your money." Point expressed his frustration at Dayan. He did not understand why his sister could do such a stupid thing that ended up destroying his household.
"I was sorry and his intention was to help Royani, Ma'am." Dayan defended himself.
"Pity and help may be, but don't be stupid, Dayan!"
