Not as Beautiful as Angan

The woman who confronted Amran

Two weeks have passed, Mr. Jati has been allowed to go home, because his health has improved.

"Pak Jati tomorrow can go back home, guarded by food and enough rest. And, don't mind much sir" said the doctor kindly.

"Alhamdulilababilalamin, thank God, thank you doctor, finally I can go back home. God willing I will pay attention to the doctor" Mr. Jati who can speak again, said happily.

"Alhamdulillah O Allah" said Bu Sekar happily. The hue on his face was clearly so cheerful.

Although Jati sir can not walk as usual. But, it is good enough to be able to walk even with a limp.

"Mother get ready from now on sir. I can't wait to see our home soon. We have not seen and occupied our homes for two weeks. Hopefully everything is neat" Bu Sekar hopes.

"There is Cempaka, InsyaAllah our house is neat and clean, ma'am" said Mr. Jati with a speech that is still stammering.

Bu Sekar immediately tidied up his clothes and other supplies into a large bag.

Both of them can't wait to get there in the morning.

*

The next day, at six o'clock in the morning Cempaka had left for the hospital, maybe again a holiday. Lightning and Seruni were also taken and, incidentally, they were also on school holidays.

"Assalamualaikum" Right at half-hour seven in the morning, they were already on the terrace of the inpatient room.

"Waalaikumsalam, thank God you came at the right time! This morning the father can go home the children" Bu Sekar welcomed his three children with a sigh.

"God, thank you, my parents are healed" Cempaka and her siblings were so happy when they heard the words from their mother.

"Seruni and Lightning are coming too?" Jati looked at her two children.

"Yes, sir, maybe today I have school off. During the father's care here, this time I visited the father here" Kilat and Seruni approached Mr. Jati.

"I want to go with my father to the Mosque again, pray together again with my father, I miss the father" Lightning hugged Pak Jati tightly - tightly.

"Father also misses you all, the father also misses it, kangen went to the mosque, praying together with the champion of the father, with all the villagers" Said Mr. Jati while hugging his two children.

Cempaka and Bu Sekar also dissolved in that atmosphere.

"Starting at this time, father, mother and everything is healthy always yes ma'am" said Cempaka haru.

"Amiin o Allah" Reply Bu Sekar.

"It's seven o'clock more, what time do we go home, ma'am?" Mr. Jati is impatient again.

"The doctor said at eight, in a minute. Cempaka, I want to boil a prescription medicine for your father first" said Bu Sekar.

"Let me ma'am, where's the recipe?" Cempaka immediately got up from his seat.

"Well, here's the recipe. I'm getting ready here, son" Ms. Sekar handed me a piece of prescription paper for the drug made at the Cempaka ransom.

"I go first, Assalamualaikum"

"Girishal"

"Let our kids clean up first! Don't let anyone miss!" Bu Sekar rechecked all his belongings.

Some sa'at after Cempaka returned from the pharmacy, the doctor re-examined Mr. Jati's condition.

And, Mr. Jati was invited to return home.

With a note to obey everything recommended by the doctor.

*

A few hours after Mr. Jati was back at home, neighbors came to visit him. Even though they visited him at the hospital.

"After you are healthy, hopefully Cempaka will soon get his soul mate" said Bu Seroja when he looked at Mr. Jati.

"Hopefully ma'am, just ask for the do'a ma'am" Sahut bu Sekar, just memahutnya bu Seroja's chat.

"Not yet to be brought to the smart guy, ma'am?" Called bi Marni with her question.

"No bi, maybe not just in love with Allah SWT" Sahut bu Sekar.

"At the barung alone, bu Sekar, besides we ask Allah SWT, there is nothing wrong with us asking smart people, who knows something is blocking his soul mate Cempaka" Bi Ijah chimed in.

"Yes, bi. Thanks for the advice" Bu Sekar.

"No ma'am, our neighbors also suggest to be taken to smart people or to shamans, so you can quickly get a mate!" Suddenly the voice of the canary was heard without knowing when it came.

"Yes, yeah, later!" Bu Sekar stopped his chatter of Canary, so as not to digress prolonged.

"But, I heard, if there is a Cempaka who is useful - in order to make it difficult for his soul mate. Is that really mom?" Bu Dahlia's coming.

"No idea mom, Dahlia knows where? It's just saying it" Sahut bu Sekar, he asked back.

"The horror of people, ma'am. He said, in order - for his own brother, huh?" Dahlia asked again.

"You guys, it's old and even huddle that is not - no! You accuse me of being useless - for that single one, huh?" The sewot canary is not kaluan.

"Why is Kenari angry - angry with us?" Ms. Dahlia seems offended.

"Indeed neng Kenari feel useless - the use of neng Cempaka? To be so angry!" Bi Marni was a little emotional.

"It looks like it is, mom - mom! If you do not feel, will not offend him" said bi Ijah.

"Douh, ma'af everyone. My husband just got home from the hospital, please don't talk about it! You too canary, if you do not feel doing, yes do not be angry - angry! No offense!" Bu Sekar immediately broke up the commotion that occurred in his house.

"Mother - her mother started the mother! It seems they are fishing for my emotions" said Kenari, not to be blamed as usual.

"Sorry everyone, I want to rest first. Thank you for bothering to come here to see me" Mr. Jati tried to get everyone to disperse.

"Alright sir, I'm sorry we interrupted his break"

Bu Seroja immediately asked for ma'af.

"Then we say goodbye. Get healthy soon sir! Assalamualaikum" They also passed away from his house Bu Sekar.

Only the canary that looks mangkel. He seemed to be angry with the mothers.

He was offended. Because, his dzolim behavior was already known by the neighbors around.

Bu Sekar pura - pura did not know. He was busy arranging a room that had not been in his place for two weeks.

While Mr. Jati, immediately closed his eyelids, after the mothers who visited him disperse.

"I went home first ma'am, Assalamualaikum" Finally Kenari said goodbye to go home.

"Waalaikumsalam" Sahut bu Sekar relieved.

"O Allah, please wake up my firstborn, O Allah" murmured bu Sekar while shaking his head.

After everything dispersed, Mr. Jati opened his eyes again.

"Patience sir!"

"Yes mom, I'm patient too"

" It's different with Cempaka"

Mumbled pak Jati.

"Hopefully tomorrow or the day after he changes sir"

*

"Neng Cempaka, come with mother yu tomorrow!" Invite his father-in-law Bunga, when he saw Jati sir the next day.

" Ma'af ma'am, I can't seem to. I'm going to work" Cempaka refused subtly.

Though in fact he already knows the meaning of his in-laws sister Bunga.

If not bring it to a smart person, it would definitely match him with someone of his choice.

"Just take a day or two off! It's important neng"

And again, forcing.

"Just last week I had three days off, ma'am. If tomorrow ask for leave again, it is impossible to love" Cempaka has the right reason.

"Ooh, so. It's a pity" he said as regretfully.

"When Sunday is a holiday, right?"

"I'm in college mom, coming home at two"

"Go back to college straight to mom's house! He will return home in Anterin"

"God willing, mom on Sunday"

"See you on Sunday, I'll wait!" He said before he said goodbye to Bu Sekar and Pak Jati.

*

The Sunday we were waiting for, came.

After college, Cempaka went to his mother-in-law Bunga's house. He was curious, what is it and what is it?

"Assalamualaikum" Cempaka said a greeting, to the owner of the house.

"Waalaikumsalam" Sahut the one with the house.

"Alhamdulillah, finally Cempaka neng came too"

"Yes ma'am, I promised" Cempaka sat on the sofa, after being handed over by the host.

"Mommy has something for Cempaka" he said.

"meaning?" Cempaka doesn't understand.

" Someone wants you to meet Cempaka! He'll be here soon" whispered his mother, Sakti.

"Assalamualaikum" The voice of a man is heard from outside.

"Waalaikum... Nah! Long live. Just now in the talk, eeh has come his person" his mother Kak Sakti welcomed him with pleasure.

"Hi Amran! Introduce this neng Cempaka, sister brother Bunga his wife kak Sakti" Kak Sakti's mother directly introduced Cempaka to the man who had just arrived, who turned out his name was Amran.

"Cempaka" While extending his hand, received Amran's helping hand.

"Everyone tried to match me, they seemed to feel uncomfortable. Because I'm not married" Bathin Cempaka.

After chatting with friends, Cempaka returned home. Because it's afternoon.

Amran drove Cempaka to his house.

Friendship has started since then.

Until one day, after two weeks they were friends.

" Where are you going?" That day, Amran went to his house. He was rebuked by a woman, right at the turn of the road leading to his house Cempaka.

"You go to Cempaka's house" Honestly he replied.

"To Cempaka's house? How is he?" Ask the girl.

"I'm his friend, ma'am" Sahut Amran.

" Basic girl is not really, she is already engaged to my brother.ok! Now get in touch with someone else!" He said, as annoyed.

" sthat mean?" Amran was shocked.

"Yes, the Cempaka was going to marry my sister for two months, she was already engaged! So, what are you doing now to his house?" The woman was nyerocos again.

Amran frowned, he became confused.

"Times, mom? He is, still alone" said Amran doubtful.

"Yes, he is! I also told my sister to decide. But, whether in the same place as the Cempaka, my sister still wants to marry him" The woman looked at Amran's face, she wanted to know his reaction.

"But, said my brother, Cempaka was once engaged, but did not become because his fiancee even married another woman. Cempaka left behind" said Amran.

"Brother doesn't know who he really is. I think, already! Just go back again. Why meet him? Obviously he was good at tricking men. If I become a mas, will not think much more, why cape - cape to there? I'll finally be disappointed!" Said again.

Amran seemed hesitant to hear the words of the man.

" What's the truth that mom said just now?" Amran asked, doubtful.

"That's up to the mas, want to believe you don't ya whatever. Most importantly, I told him. In my opinion, mending in thought again may not have gone far. If you can tell, how long have you known him?" The woman asked, investigating.

"It's only been a fortnight, ma'am" Sahut Amran replied truthfully.

"It's only been a fortnight, it's just that I don't know everything about him. I feel sorry for him as much. Don't let the victim increase" said the woman again.

Amran looked doubtful, the woman smiled a little.

Victory will be on his side, he thought.

"Not think much! I as his sister-in-law candidate was also worried about his behavior. We warned him, but he still didn't want to change! Still telling others that he was hurt, in stay married for no reason, when in fact he himself who is not true" he said again.

"The villagers here, almost all of them already know how he actually behaves. Again I just remind you" he said as he passed leaving Amran who became worried.

"Mom! Ma! Mom!" moment!" Amran called the woman, he tried to hold her back.

"Yes, what's wrong?" The woman stopped her steps, she turned her body back.

"Cock! I feel doubt yes. If you can tell, whose mother's name is?" Amran wants to know the names of those mothers.

"Don't believe me?" That woman is a nyolot.

"Not so, I just want to know" Amran so excited. He did not expect that the mothers would be emotional with his question.

"Well, if you don't believe me, it's okay, I don't mean it! Please, it's not me who's losing! To be told even the name of everything!" The woman grumbled as she again stepped on her feet, leaving the confused Amran alone.

"Mom! Ma! I just want to know the name of the mother, it's nothing" Amran said, staring at the woman's departure.

But, the woman did not heed him, nor did she look.

"How's this? Is Cempaka really like that? Are all the words of these mothers true?" Amran was confused.

"I have to how? Believe it or not, the same mother said? If you believe it, he's afraid he's lying. If you don't believe it, the fear of the news is true" Amran muttered unsettledly.

He became pensive on his own, his forehead wrinkled the sign he was thinking hard, determining what he should choose? Should you believe it or not be the same as the words of the mothers?

Eventually, Amran decided to go home.