I'm taking you off, Mas!

Bu Nuri's Attitude Has Never Changed

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"Already Ma'am, your son is married, it's his responsibility to his family. We as parents simply wish them all the best!”

Said Mr. Setyo lecturing his wife who always forbid this and that to Afkar.

“This father always defends, our business is for whom, sir? We are old it is time Afkar continues his business father here, not work to and fro unclear!” Omel Bu Nuri long. The middle-aged woman would not stop blabbering before the vexation in her heart all came out.

“Afkar apologizes, if you can't make you proud yet. This time Afkar came here for help to allow Yara and Dhiya to stay here! Tomorrow Afkar will go to the city, there is work there, Afkar will be calm if they leave them to you. Afkar hope Father and Mother do not mind,” Pintanya to Father and Mother.

Bu Nuri was getting dizzy hearing that. “Okay Kar, you're what the fuck, son! What else is this, all going into town. Far away are you looking for a job until it has to be a place of people? Why don't you continue your father's business, youh!” Bu Nuri was twitching her forehead which suddenly felt dizzy.

He was astonished by Afkar's stubborn attitude. He always refused help from his parents. They want to succeed without their help. This time the same, Afkar insisted on getting a job from his own hard work.

Yara who had just come out of the room after putting Dhiya to bed joined the family room. Yara listened to what her parents were talking about, and Yara felt guilty for not being able to persuade Afkar.

Afkar's attitude can never change if he wants something.

He cannot accept the opinions of others. If Adkar had already made up his mind, Yara would have to follow him. Actually life bbersa Afkar make Yara like a bird that can not fly freely. But Yara feels comfortable because she is protected with Afkar.

“Can't you ban your husband, Ra. Don't just melt his heart, you can. But you should also be able to ban it this time!” Omel Bu Nuri to Yara who had just come and sat beside Afkar.

“Yara has tried to ma'am, sorry Yara can not change Mas Afkar's decision. If you don't agree that Yara and Dhiya live here, it's okay. Yara will stay with Bu Risma in Panti,” he said while bowing his head.

Afkar grabs Yara's hand, uniting the fingers of the two. Afkar hopes Yara will be patient with her mother's words.

“You want to make your in-laws embarrassed, right? What will the residents say later, if they know you live in a parlor! You guys make your head more dizzy.” Bu Nuri stood up from his seat, he still massaged his head then left them into the room.

“Just let your mother, wait for her to calm down a little. I'll talk to him later!” Excited Mr. Setyo. “Are you sure of your decision? You don't want to leave your wife and child here?” mr. Setyo asked Afkar in a soft tone of voice and sounded wise.

“It is precisely because Afkar thinks of them sir, Afkar does not want our situation to continue like this. With education and work experience Afkar tries his luck in the city! Afkar hope you can understand.”

Mr. Setyo nodded in understanding. “ Ck, you are still with your stance, then you can only pray for you. Take care of yourself, keep telling your wife and we're here all the time!” Mr. Setyo finally gave his permission, hoping Afkar could take responsibility for the decision he is taking at the moment.

“When to leave?” ask Mr. Setyo again.

“Possibly tomorrow morning Sir, wait for news also from the Word, we will leave together.”

“Alright, let me know if you want to leave tomorrow. Don't forget your mother's permission! Gradually he will understand, more often also tell him. Understand his attitude all this time!” Mr. Setyo stood up and patted Afkar on the shoulder. “We go to the mosque first soon enter time zuhur." Mr. Setyo passed away leaving Afkar and Yara.

“Iya, Sir," Afkar replied.

Only Mr. Setyo can be wise at the moment. Therefore, Afkar was calm if he left his son and wife there.

"Ay, I'll follow you first! pray there. You're not pa-pa' are you praying by yourself?" ask Afkar to Yara.

"No pa-pa, my mom!"

Afkars

he kissed his wife with love. "Thank you for being patient until this second, Ay."

"Yes, Mas. Hurry up, sana! It'll be far away, you see." Yara smiled warmly at Afkar.

A smile that always calms Afkar. He also followed his father to rush to the mosque which was not far from the house.

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The yellowing of the rice requires the farmers to keep it from pests and birds.

Do not forget Afkar and Mr. Setyo greeted them kindly.

“Almost first, Sir, Mom!” greet Afkar to the two people who passed him.

“Matur suwun, Mas! E-b ... Mas Afkar, tumben is here?” ask Mr. Renggo kindly. The old man slightly bowed as he carried a spray of pest spray on his shoulders.

“Again, Sir! Mr. kangen same grandson.”

“Oh, yes, first grandchild anyway! Have a good afternoon, Son Afkar! Excuse me, Mas, Ms. Yara, Mr. Setyo. It's late afternoon, clean up first." Mr. Renggo and his wife agreed to continue the journey to their home.

Yara just smiled and nodded.

“Ya, Careful, Sir!” sahut Afkar's.

"Come, Mr. Setyo!" Mr. Renggo waved his hand at Mr. Setyo.

"Yes, come, Mr. Renggo. Be careful!" reply Mr. Setyo a little scream.

Afkar, Yara and Pak Setyo regroup in the gazebo located behind Mr. Setyo's house. It looks like Dhiya is playing with his Mbah Kung. The three-year-old girl was so close to Setyo

Mr. Setyo often stopped by Afkar's house to meet his granddaughter when he delivered milled rice to the grain owner who grinded his grain at his rice mill. Stop by, that's what Mr. Setyo used to do.

Buu Nuri who just came from inside the house immediately joined in playing with her grandson. The anger that controlled the middle-aged woman's heart seemed to disappear when she was with Dhiya.

“I will definitely miss a time like this, Ay. We will rarely be like this. Pray for the best position there!" Afkar.

“Aamiin... I'll also catch up with you, Mas, if you can't go home!” yara said with a spoiled smile towards her husband.

“Do not, Ay! Distance from here to town is far away. Kasian if you follow Mas there."

“Whatever distance I must follow Mas. I'll follow where my paradise is.” Yara put her head on Afkar's shoulder. One hand Afkar touched and rattled Yara's hair slowly then kissed her gently.

“We go home, it's late afternoon until home!”

Yara agreed to it.

The sun was already seen drowning itself in the far west. The atmosphere of the afternoon turned a little dark because the sun had left the dispute.

Yara and Afkar

pamit came home because he was afraid it would rain at night. Moreover, the sky at that time looks thick.

"We're going home, Mom!" Afkar said to his mother and then greeted him with reverence.

Following Yara, Afkar's wife did the same as her husband. But the attitude Bu Nuri gave Yara was very painful. When Yara reached out her hand Bu Nuri just passed into the house. Makes Yara sad.

Three years Yara had been married but Bu Nuri's attitude never changed to Yara.

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