I DON'T KNOW WHAT'S GOT YOU

I DON'T KNOW WHAT'S GOT YOU
The Part 23



"Where is Hamida's mother posted yet?" Ask Sumarni's mother.


"I posted a fake account. Hihih." Answer Hamida's Mother.


"Definitely exciting. Not long ago it went viral."


"Eh, I got you a snack just like drinking while waiting for the viral." Hamida's mother walked towards the kitchen.


Not until half an hour, apparently the video posted by Ms. Hamida with an account called LAMBE VIRAL immediately got an invasion of comments.


*****


Yoan is the new neighbor of Anna Diana, the widow of the original oriental-faced flower from the Dayak tribe. His nature is friendly and kind to anyone, but if anyone attacks him first then Yoan does not hesitate to immediately reply.


For almost ten years Yoan has been wandering the capital opening a fast food business in one of the top malls. The house he lived in had just been bought from one of the regulars who often ordered food on him.


I don't know why the house was sold at such a cheap price. Yoan thought there must be something that made the previous homeowner decide to move house.


Geck! Geck! Geck!


Yoan stepped from the bed to the exit, apparently there was Mother Hamida and Mother Sumarni who visited.


"Eh, what are you doing here?" Ask Yoan.


"May we go in first." Said Hamida's mother.


"Yes, just go inside. I just happen to be watching TV."


Ibu Hamida and Ibu Sumarni entered the house and sat in front of the television that was airing a household soap opera.


" Wait a minute, let me make you a drink." Joan walked into the kitchen.


"Please Yoan's mother." Ibu Hamida and Ibu Sumarni answered in unison.


"House is big?" Hamida's mother whispered into Mother Sumarni's ear which was answered with a nod.


Not long after, Yoan came carrying a tray of drinks and snacks.


"Let's have a drink first." Yoan offers.


"Eh, I can. Let's drink some new stories." Hamida's mother immediately grabbed a glass followed by Sumarni's mother.


"So what do you want to talk about?" Ask Yoan.


"Ehm, Yoan's mother has seen the next-door neighbor who made a veil?" Ask Sumarni's mother.


"Yes, if in my place there is such behavior already punished custom." Answer Yoan.


"It's just Yoan's mother who dares to be here against him, the other neighbors don't dare even to be harassed by him." Said Ms. Hamida.


"Why should I be afraid?" Ask Yoan.


"Maybe Yoan's mother will not understand, because she was a little saying heresy if there are neighbors making haul events. Sometimes he threatens to use verses and hadith that he mastered, we whose knowledge is half yes obviously can not fight." Hamida's mother continued.


"If we fight against the anti-Islam, say apostatize, it must be re-shahadat. Supporting the government program is also in an all-out insult, he said we are a paid buzzer. To the extent that the previous owner of this house sold his house to Ibu Yoan, maybe because it can not stand the lecture continues." Sumarni's mother explained.


"Oh so, it deserves a house as good as this is sold cheaply to me. Thank you Mothers for telling me." Yoan.


"Be careful if you can't serve him if he's making a fuss." Said Ms. Hamida.


"It's just been scared!" Joan smiled and entered her home.


Anna who was trembling immediately locked the door of the house then to the room and hugged the bolster.


"Yes, God protect your servant. He must have black magic."


Many times Anna chanted the prayers she mastered until she finally fell asleep.


*****


Elsewhere, Alam and his mother were packing their clothes and belongings from the Khayzuran house. Several times the paid thugs told the bank asked Alam and his mother to leave the house.


"The way your wife went, the house was secretly pawned to the bank." Mom cried while putting her clothes in the suitcase.


"Here you go, ma'am, we'll go to Windy's house. He's gonna hold Mom for a while." Nature touches his mother's shoulders.


"You should have asked from the beginning for a share of Khayzuran's property."


"Can't be so ma'am, this is Khayzuran's parents' estate."


"If you're married then the Khayzuran's treasure is yours too!"


Nature stepped out of the house and stuffed the suitcase into the car she had borrowed from Windy. For him there is no point in arguing with Mother, so Nature decided to avoid it.


His memory again floated when he first knew Khayzuran, while cleaning the mosque where Khayzuran was sitting in the mosque all day staring at the alphabet. His face looked gloomy and almost every day Khayzuran always came and cried in his alphabet.


When Khayzuran was going home, there was no courage from where at that time Alam offered rice wrap for Khayzuran.


"Eat, all day I see you haven't eaten?" Nature handed over packaged rice and mineral water.


"Thank you, someone still cares about me."


"If there's a problem you can tell me."


"Parents only, nothing. I don't want to expose my parents' disgrace."


"I'm not forcing, just suggesting. If you still want to come tomorrow to this mosque, please."


"Well, maybe I'll be here tomorrow or not."


Khayzuran stepped away from the mosque leaving Alam confused about what Khayzuran said. Until it turns out that tomorrow the Khayzuran never reappeared.


"Let's go to Windy's!" Mother touched Nature's back and stepped into the car door.


Sontak Alam was shocked after daydreaming about the events of his first encounter with Khayzuran. He wiped away the tears that were dripping and headed towards the steering wheel of the car.


Windy was ready to stand in front of his house, after hearing the roar of the car engine. Mother and Nature get out of the car. Windy asks the housekeeper to help carry Mother and Nature's belongings.


"Mother must be tired, let's take a break in the guest room." Windy took Mom's hand up the stairs.


"You're a caring daughter-in-law, I'm not wrong to have chosen you to be Nature's wife."


"Ah, this mother could have. Windy has flaws too."


"But your shortcomings are already covered by the goodness of your heart." Mom smiled.


'Ah, if only I knew. I'm being nice to get the attention of Mas Alam. Sister Riana was right, should not be the mother-in-law interfered with her child's household. That's why Mas Alam is being sued for divorce from his two wives. I should be able to keep Mom away from Mas Alam before Mom can find another fourth wife for her son.' Windy muttered in his heart.