INAYAH (Replacement of Bride)

01. Sorry I had to go

A man walks away exhausted physically and thoughts enter his room thinking of his wife who is now out of nowhere.

his gaze was fixed on the paper covered by his wife's favorite flower vase on the table, his eyes narrowed sharply looking and then his hand moved weakly to take the white paper, slowly he opened it with trembling hands as he looked at the writing on it.

'For you who read this. .. my beloved husband.

You must have looked for me and found this paper.let's not look for me again my husband, I love you so much and I or you have the same feeling as me, do not make yourself tired by looking for me.

I'm not with you if I'm tired of looking for me, to relieve your fatigue.

Sorry .. forgive my selfishness. But I was so tired, tired of this inner burden. I know, you definitely can't choose between me and mom, so this road is the best way to eliminate your anxiety about that choice.

Take good care of our daughter, be a father and a mother figure for her, and please apologize to her for my selfishness. Ina is with me mas, I will bring you guys together someday, but now I have to be with her, only Ina can be my cure to both of you, I love you very much.

Sorry ....

Waalaikumussalam´s chat.

From me, your wife'

Tests. Tests.

Without tears falling soaked the black inked white paper in the gang that was increasingly tightened.

"Dad."

The man raised his head from being bowed to the sound that felt from the door, his eyes heated with all this what else saw the arrival of his daughter who was holding a doll with innocent eyes looking at her.

The father wiped his tears quickly and smiled and walked over to his little daughter.

15 Years later ....

"Mak! Where's mak?!" the screams of a girl seemed to fill the small plantation land, her feet continued to step while continuing to look for the point of existence of the mother when the sun had not even revealed its light.

The morning dust on the leaves seemed to greet him in every movement of the girl who shouted.

"Mom!" call him again who always publish a smile of affection to middle-aged women who are behind the fence in the form of chunks of neatly arranged rocks extending and towering 100CM upwards.

"lt's! Mak' is here!" the middle-aged woman shouted back at the princess's cry that got closer to her and was blocked by the suppression fence.

Hearing a familiar voice, the gadia walked quickly to confirm the whereabouts of his mother. Realizing that the mother was behind the fence, the girl walked again following the elongated fence to find the fence that had been partially opened to be in the area of her mother's existence.

She is Inayah, a girl who grew up in a village with her mother named Dahlia. The girl, who was about to reach the age of 17, ran cheerfully after being behind the same fence with Dahlia.

"A lot of Mak'? Ina help unplug it over there, will you?" inayah said after being near Dahlia.

"No need Ina. Let Mak' who pluck out the cassava, you better take the chopped cassava to the market."

Inayah undoes her intention when going to pull cassava tubers that are still embedded in the ground, she switched to filling cassava in a basket to make it easier to carry later.

"This will be delivered to who Mak is" he asked after several baskets were filled with cassava.

"send to Mbak Delsi one basket only, he said, the trio delivered to the house of your friend who said there would be an event tomorrow. The rest let Mak' bring himself to the market" Dahlia told Inayah not to make her daughter late for school if she had to deliver the rest to the market.

"Yes Mak'. If it is finished between the four baskets, there is still time, let me bring the others to the market. Let Mak's just sell it," said Inayah with one of the cassava baskets already on her head, after saying so, Inayah immediately left quickly chasing the time before sunrise.

that's the routine of Inayah every morning on school days, if it coincides with holidays, if, Inayah will help Dahlia to peddle the contents of their garden to the market with Dahlia or alone if Dahlia has other interests.

"Have Son. Thanks, now Ina's coming home and getting ready for school, she said today is the last exam day right?"

now they are in the market after the garden and Inayah deliver cassava that has been bought.

"iya Mak', Ina go first."

after Inayah left, Dahlia began arranging his merchandise to be sold with various portions specified.

Inayah walked at a fast pace because the sun began to be seen from the moment he delivered the merchandise to the market earlier, and now the rays began to shine full on the eastern horizon.

the distance of the market and his house can take 20 minutes when walking normally.so, by speeding up the pace Inayah hopes to get to quickly and then take a shower and go to school.

"Assalamualaikum," said Inayah after returning home from school, Dahlia who heard her daughter's greeting answered quickly.

"Goddessalam!" he shouted because he was behind the middle house lifting water in the well that was behind.

In the village, on average, all houses have their own wells or also take water in neighboring wells.

"It's Mak's home'!" he shouted to hear the mother.

Inayah then entered her small room measuring 2×2 M square to change clothes. When she finished, Inayah came out to help Dahlia cook for their lunch. Usually Inayah immediately ate after school because Dahlia had cooked, but because of the exam and came home quickly, Dahlia had not cooked because she had just returned from the market.

"Dad."

Inayah turned to the side to find Dahlia there.

"Mak' wants to talk" said Dahlia.

"Yes Mak'."

Inayah glanced at the thing Dahlia was holding before sitting with her mother on the mat. Their house is very simple, with the size of 4×6M makes them both comfortable living in that house.

"what are you talking about, Mak'?" ask after sitting facing.

"Now that Ina will be graduating from school, you will have to go to the City to continue your education."

Dahlia smiled and stroked the princess's hair, which was tied in a ponytail and towering straight and long.

"But if college is expensive Mak'."

Inayah did not want to trouble her mother by financing her college that could spend a lot of money. Dahlia was already familiar with their lives, how tired he would be if Inayah added a heavier burden.

Again Dahlia smiled at Inayah's heavy voice, he then put his hand in a bag of clothes and took out the contents.

"Mom only has five million, this is for your college enrollment, the rest is for the fare and the cost of a few days there."

"But Mak', it must be all the savings Mak' has, and again, I don't want to go far from Mak'. Tuition fees must also be paid every semester."

Inayah did not want to take the money that Dahlia had given her.

"Can't sell again for Mak' himself. This money is the money that I keep."

"The list is still old Mak'_"

Dahlia gave her money in Inayah's grasp with little coercion until Inayah could not continue her speech.

"And also. This is for Inayah, but not after Ina gets to the City, not here!" dahlia's remembrance with a little emphasis required Inayah to nod slowly holding a rectangular box given to her, though in her mind was full of questions about the contents of the box, he said, but Inayah did not dare to violate the words of the Mother who asked her to be opened after reaching the City later.

"Until the City, Ina doesn't have to worry about tuition. Everything will be fine once Ina gets there."

"Yes Mak'," he replied quietly, feeling heavy about a long separation from Dahlia. Inwardly Inayah wondered the meaning of Dahlia's words.