
Dinner this time is not complete as usual, Iyan is not at home because he is going outside the village there is a chartered car to town x, usually home almost midnight.
When all were busy enjoying their mouthfuls, there was a knock on the door from the outside, there was no way Iyan was still seven o'clock this way.
"Aira, look ahead!" father asked Aira to open the door, but Sifa was ready to stand.
"yes, dad...." With a question mark on his mind, Aira walked forward to open the unlocked door.
"Oo, go uncle!" Aira walked behind uncle Faisal. "eat uncle first, dad again eat!"
"No, uncle is just ready to eat. Just coffee, yes. has another uncle come?" Uncle sat on the sofa L leter that was in the living room.
"Not uncle. Wait a minute, Aira to the back!" with a confused face Aira headed for the kitchen.
*What's wrong, if there's no good plan, there's a new problem.
"* There's Faisal's uncle in front of Ma'am, Aira make it a drink first, yeah!" Aira conveys who her guests are.
Father and Anwar who were ready to eat immediately left the others.
"Yes, have you made the coffee with a teapot and bring the glass five yes!" the mother immediately stored the leftovers, and collected the dishes and glasses into a basin.
Looks like the mother invited her brother. "Sifa you go straight to the room, study ya!'' mom went after dad.
"All right, ma'am," Sifa approached Aira and whispered "what else is it, sis.ok the plenary session again?" Sifa was always annoyed to see her uncle who when gathered like he was in a trial just his style of speech.
"Sister doesn't know either, deck. might want your soul mate again, rather than backstreet and just chating, hehe" Aira scares her sister.
"If I can find my own soul mate, there's no need for those who are busy, huh!" Sifa babbling.
"Yes, I'm curious, nguping!" Aira walked holding the tray with both her hands.
"It's Mom" Aira gives a tray containing a pot of coffee and a glass to mom.
"Here sit down, pour the coffee into Aira's glass!" mother asks Aira to be polite to her three uncles. For Aira her assessment is the same as Sifa's about her uncle* can only threaten her niece*
"Look Aira, tonight we are together, at the request of your father and mother, they want to take off their vows on you" Aira lowered her head unable to look at her old uncle's face.
"This is in the name of your mother's vow, he said *if your husband is a farmer, then he will be given capital as much as a garden or rice field, if the merchant then worth a cattle* "
"Yes so, if you are good at managing that capital, then you will also enjoy it later" the old uncle added again.while the youngest uncle Fauzi only agreed.
"oh yes, Anwar. try to estimate how much value of the goods you have now?" the old uncle asked Anwar a question, while Faisal's uncle looked at him arrogantly while sipping a cigarette.
Like being struck by lightning Aira was surprised to hear the old uncle's question.For a moment he turned his head to look at his uncle.
You're all rich, too, by the efforts of my father and mother.
"Not so much around the fibers, Levis and the shirt do look a little but the capital is expensive, one small bag, my shopping can be twenty million" Anwar replied calmly. actually his heart is hot to the crown.
"We don't want to interfere in your business, we just want the best for our niece, traditionally your status now is our niece" Faisal's uncle began issuing his ultimatum.
Anwar lowered his head back, not wanting to see the face of uncle's arrogance.while Aira had teary eyes, unable to hold back her tears.
"Actually we also just know, if all this time you succeeded thanks to Usman, if you know, Usman was still our big family" uncle Faisal lowered his voice.ciut heard the nominally called Anwar.
"Yesterday he met me, he said now he's building another new shop in xx city" old uncle liked the topic about Usman not settling in the village.
"Because time is getting late, we should proceed to the destination only" uncle Fauzi mediated.
"So what do you think as parents, because this is actually your authority, we just agree.not the same as our sister Fauzi, he said, after marriage he brought capital to his wife's house of fifty million!" clearly the insinuation.
after all, Anwar's effort was also to feed his wife.
"Then according to the elders, then I according to vow only. The problem is now, how much is the value of one cow that we will give?" father asked back.
"kemen the Yogi sold his cow 15 million, it was already a big cow anyway" Faisal's uncle immediately replied.
"hhh.be then his decision, how about twenty million, is enough for one bag of shirts.and you Anwar cannot refuse" the old uncle concluded
"But next Tuesday has been given, because Wednesday must be shopping for goods to the city!" uncle Faisal again spoke.
After eleven o'clock, the trial was only after they returned to their respective wives' homes.
The ones who live in the house also disperse to the existing room. Since the trial and his Uncle left, Anwar felt his pride was lost. it seems they really took care of Anwar's courage.
Aira, who saw her husband reduced to pity, promised in her day to always support her husband, because it was her duty.