MARRIED DUREN ANSA

Go home

Friday morning Ary had started packing, he prepared whatever he would bring back to his hometown. Ary plans to leave directly from the hospital. Because if you go home first, will make it back and forth on the road. The direction of the official house with the hometown in the opposite direction.

During the day after Dzuhur prayers and lunch, Ary began to leave the hospital for his hometown. There is a sense of happiness accompanying the journey to the hometown. Happy to meet his family, who have not seen him for a long time. Since Ary took care of his company, Ary and his family rarely meet.

At four in the afternoon, Ary arrived at his childhood home. A house full of memories. In this house too, Alex used to declare his love. Ary smiled broadly as soon as his car entered the courtyard of the house. A large courtyard, filled with all sorts of fruits.

"Assynnya!" ary shouted while banging on the door of his house.

The atmosphere of the house this afternoon was quiet, since Widya's mother retired from the teacher, mother prefers to help Kemal's father keep the stall in the market. Especially now that the stall has grown bigger. Even Dad has opened branches in some places. The wholesale store that my father founded is now growing rapidly, so it is no wonder that Ary also has business talent.

"Sleepy kok? Even though it's at this hour, why is the shop still open?" Ary's monologuing at the door.

Because too long waiting for the return of his parents from the market, Ary fell asleep in the long chair on the porch of the house. Feeling tired and sleepy makes Ary easy to fall asleep soundly. Though not long after he sat down and lay down his body, his parents went home.

Repeatedly the father and mother wake Ary, but there is no sign that Ary will wake up. Finally Kemal's father took Ary to his room. Even though I am old, I am still healthy and strong. His face did not look old, only from his hair people knew he was no longer young.

"Smuck, Dad!" ask mom as soon as you see dad set his breath hunting.

"It turns out you're old, Bun! Back when Ary was in college, I still carried him around a lot. I used to be strong, right now." Dad paused his line to catch his breath.

"What's the matter now, Dad?" ask the mother flirting while handing a glass of water to the father.

"Thank you, baby!" said the father once received a glass of water from the mother's hand.

"Yeah!" replied Mother, sitting her bo*kong on the dining table chair .

"Now I can't stand Ary anymore. Muehehe...!" father said shyly.

"Who told me to carry Ary! The rule was just left to sleep on the porch, so let's be a free spectacle!" said mother while peeling oranges.

"Pity, Bun!" answer me while taking the orange you just peeled.

"Ary's a big boy, not a kid anymore!" mother sahut.

"For me, Ary is still my little boy. Since childhood his life is far from happy, although he always smiles live his life." replied the father then sighs considering the journey of Ary's life since childhood until now.

Since childhood Ary has often been sickly, a little bit of an accident to have surgery on his head. After the marriage, the marriage was only a few hours, because her husband died.

"That's how Ary lived, Dad! We can only pray, may Ary find his happiness someday" said the mother sad.

As they were talking about Ary, the beloved youngest child, Ary suddenly walked up to them.

"Father same mother why not wake up Ary anyway? She even carried a child's cake!" ary said as he walked closer to his parents.

"Have been woken up repeatedly, you slept very well. So I thought, you asked me to carry you. It has not been carried by father for a long time." replied the father with a sloroh.

"Kan Ary is heavy, yeah! Later if you have a backache because you're holding Ary, how?" ask Ary, sit down and take the orange in the hand of the mother who has peeled.

"Take yourself! It's big still just like to disturb your father's meal" said mother when Ary again took the orange from the mother's hand.

"Moehe..." Ary only grinned the horse when reprimanded mother.

"It's dong, it's fragrant!" ary replied bragging.

"Thank you dad, you're the best father!'' ary continued while receiving the orange.

"Dad spoiled Ary too much!" tegur.

Ary was indeed the most clingy to his father, compared to his two older brothers. Both of his brothers were closer to his mother.

"Well... Bun.." said Ary hesitantly, he wanted to ask his parents' opinions about Alex's proposal the other day.

"What's wrong, seems important? Because it's not usually the father's son to talk seriously." asked Dad curious.

"There is a man who invites Ary to go home" said Ary with his head bowed, Ary did not dare to raise his head.

"Then?" asked mother frowning.

"What's the person's personality?" ask dad.

"As long as Ary knows, he's good. But if you know as a whole, Ary does not know" Ary replied honestly.

"If he's kind to you, and you feel fit. I have no problem" said Dad.

"But he's a one-child widower, yeah. Besides that..." Ary did not dare to continue his words, afraid that father and mother were angry.

"Other than that?" ask me I'm impatient.

Dad is the first person who will help Ary in selecting her future husband. Before getting married to Rendy, my father always accompanied Ary. Giving support to Ary, even when Ary slumped after Rendy.

"In addition, we have different beliefs, well!" said Ary finally with a lethargic bowed face.

"What?!!" mother said surprised upon hearing Ary's words just now.

"Aren't there any other men who proposed to you?" ask dad, covering up his surprise.

Ary just lowered his head, without daring to look at his parents. Ary knows, surely both his parents will be difficult to give his blessing to him. That's why Ary always shies away from Alex. Even though she loves Alex, she takes away the taste as much as she can.

The difference between him and Alex is not a matter of course. Which is easily accepted. Their differences are related to the beliefs of a religion, it is very sensitive. So usually this kind of difference, it's hard to accept. Unlike the case with social status, because social status is more easily accepted by society in general. While religious differences, there is only tolerance and respect, can not be more, can not be mixed into one.

"Have you asked God for guidance?" ask father then after the silence covers.

"Already, yeah! Ary has often done that, after meeting him again at a reunion event a few weeks ago" replied Ary.

"Because Ary doesn't want to make a wrong decision in a matter of this magnitude." continued Ary.

"And, the result?" ask me to look at Ary.

Ary stared at the faces of his father and his mother one by one.

"What are your decisions, you should be able to take responsibility for your choices!" mother said reminded.