Not as Beautiful as Angan

In pursuit

"God, O God, You have protected our daughter, and have protected us all from this terrible disaster of shame and the destruction of our pride, the destruction of our dignity. Thank you Allah" Ma'am Sekar was so very grateful, after hearing all the words of Cempaka and Indah, when they were stopped by a man named Yanto who was insolent.

"From now on, you have to be careful, son! Especially with the Yanto, you have to keep your distance, lest he think you want to be approached by him! That man is very dangerous" advised Bu Sekar, he was very worried about his daughter.

"Yes mom, I didn't like it from the beginning either. But, it was him who kept coming near me" Cempaka revealed the truth.

"That's because I encouraged you to accept him" Lovely felt guilty.

"Already! Don't talk about it anymore!" Cempaka stopped the regretful expression of Indah. He doesn't want his best friend to be sad.

"Hopefully it won't rain tonight" Cempaka diverted the conversation.

"Amiin" Sahut Indah and bu Sekar.

"You eat fast first! He said he was hungry" Ms. Sekar reminded.

"Oia, we were going to eat, why are we going everywhere?" Cempaka.

His hand immediately grabbed his arm Beautiful, to take him to the dining room.

"Mom ate with us too, ma'am, yeah!" Cempaka. He immediately prepared three dishes, then each plate was poured with white rice that was still warm.

We eat with it too.

*

It has been a week since the incident at Cempaka's house, Yanto never once entered work. He was not seen at work.

Heri, even his machine mates didn't know about it.

"Si Yanto doesn't seem to be going to work anymore, yes" Beautiful finds out about his whereabouts.

At that time they were resting in the canteen.lndah deliberately

ask Yanto there. Because there's Heri, her machine mate, and her neighbor Yeti.

"He's back to being a scalper"

The Yeti, staring in the direction of Beautiful.

"Thank God, then. So I'm not scared anymore" muttered Cempaka.

"I was happy when I found out he worked here. You feel sorry for his parents" said Yeti.

"Why are his parents?" Heri asked, she was astonished. Because, he does not know how his daily life Yanto in his home.

"His mother was dead, his father was old, he had always wanted Yanto to work, and stopped being a scalper and drunk. Where he already has the responsibility again, his son and wife will have to be financed. Well, his father and his wife also do not want to give them food, money from public transportation" said Yeti again.

"Ooh, does he have a wife? Having another child" Heri was surprised to hear Yanto already had a son and wife.

"That's the time to bring

drink to us, when we go to his house. Well, that's his wife. And the little boy in his arms, that's his son" the Yeti said.

"So? The one we introduced as her brother, was his wife?" Nuri seemed to be in disbelief, she was surprised to hear that reality.

"Yes, it's his wife Yanto" Yeti said.

"That means that Yanto has been lying to all of us?"Nuri said again.

"Yes, that's it" said the Yeti.

"Say he's a public transit scalper, likes to drink liquor again, likes to get drunk. But, why yes?

Ranti wants to marry him. Did he not know before?" Beautiful wonder wonder.

"At that time Ranti did not know, if her behavior was like that. Ranti's mom is stuck, though,

two months old and close

with him, when Yanto invited his fiancee, he immediately wanted to without investigating first. It has been a few months married, then Ranti saw with her own eyes, if she is a touts of angkot and likes to get drunk again" Yeti explained at length.

"Pity mbak Ranti" muttered Cempaka, with pushy eyes staring into the distance.

In his mind, he imagined that if yesterday he was not informed by the Yeti, and did not research it, surely he would also experience what is now experienced by Ranti. Thank God you are still protecting me.

"Before having children, Ranti never asked to separate. But, Yanto did not want to. She's even

scolding Mbak Ranti all-out. Fortunately, when Yanto wanted to hit Ranti, hunted down with his mother Yanto. And residents immediately passed it, since then Ranti did not dare to ask for divorce with Yanto" said Yeti again.

"Also complete is he, already a liar, a drunkard, Calo, a street child, selfish again, where kdrt also, may my soul mate not be like that" Nuri said.

"Miain O Allah" We all secure it.

"Life mbak Ranti very depressed, pity him" said Indah.

"It's hard to get into his trap. People like that are difficult to talk to either, which there is even a fight" Yeti explained.

"Yeti, thank you" Cempaka looked at the Yeti with tears in his eyes.

"Have ah, someone else will know" the Yeti reminded Cempaka.

"Tet! Tet!" is!" The bell for the break has rung, the sign must continue work again.

"Come on! It's time to get to work again" Cempaka got up from his seat.

Beautiful, his best friend rose up and followed Cempaka who had walked first.

"I am finally free from him, Thank God, thank you" Cempaka continued to thank Allah SWT.

"I can't imagine how he would have suffered, the pain of his heart and his feelings, had it been!" Mumbled Cempaka while shuddering in horror.

"Why you?" Lovely felt shocked when I saw Cempaka shudder like a frightened one.

"I imagine if I had not been told the same Yeti, do not know how it happened, surely my fate would not be far from his fate mbak Ranti now" Lirih Cempaka voice, conveying his heart.

"Don't get too imagined, you'll keep thinking. Can - can you get sick later" Lovely reminded Cempaka.

"It's beautiful, thank you"

"Already ah, don't talk about it anymore"

It seems beautiful to want to calm her best friend.

"Yes Beautiful, I also want to forget him, want to throw it away" said Cempaka.

"It can!" Indan hugged Cempaka, encouraged her.

*

At that time Cempaka just came home from work in the morning, entered at six in the morning, came home at two in the afternoon. As usual, he was together with Beautiful, his best friend until the end of the alley.

Because, Indah house does not enter the alley, while Cempaka must enter the alley first, and walk for a few minutes.

"Trease! Wait!" Suddenly there was the sound of someone calling his name.

"I seem to hear that voice, O God how is this?" Cempaka ketar-ketir fear.

"Cempaka, wait a minute! " She was heard calling him again. Cempaka did not turn his head in the slightest, he pretended not to hear it.

"Trease! Waitaminute! I'd like to talk for a second" He yelled at Cempaka instead.

"Oh my God, why is he here? What's up again? Wasn't that time he had been expelled equally Beautiful, and had not entered work anymore, why is it now that he was following!me?" Panic is panicked for him.

"Oh Allah, protect me from that man" Cempaka said incessantly.

"Oh my God, help me! Keep that man away from me" muttered Cempaka again.

"Cempaka, if you don't stop, I'll keep chasing you! I need to be with you, Cempaka! Wait!" The scream grew louder in the ear.

"How's this? No one passes by anymore. What do I do, God?" I try not to look back.

At the turn that led to his house, Cempaka stopped his steps. Because, from the front there is a motorcycle that is opposite the direction of arrival.

"Assalamualaikum, Neng Cempaka? Why?" Apparently Mr. Ustadz was riding that motorcycle.

"Waalaikumsalam, Mr. Ustadz, I'm in pursuit of the same person" Cempaka was happy that there was someone to ask for help.

"Whose person?" Ask Mr. Ustadz again. Then spread his eyes around the place.

"There is no one" he said, while continuing to look for someone mentioned by Cempaka earlier.

"There , Pak Ustadz" Cempaka pointed towards the alley road that had been passed by him.

Mr. Ustadz followed Cempaka's index finger. And, sure enough there in the street alley, there was a man who staggered towards the two of them.

"That's Mr. Ustadz! I'm so scared" Cempaka took a few steps back, trying to hide behind Mr. Ustadz.

"Before, did you know that guy?" Ask Mr. Ustadz.

"Know, Mr. Ustadz" Cempaka answered hesitantly.

"Is Cempaka's neng in trouble with him?" Ask Mr. Ustadz again.

Meanwhile, the person who was chasing Cempaka, was getting closer.

"What's the problem? Can Mr Ustadz know?"

"Emh, Mr. Ustadz's personal matter" Cempaka answered rather timidly.

"Ooh, isn't it done in a familial way? So that he doesn't yell and chase like that"

Mr. Ustadz gave advice.

"It was Mr. Ustadz, but he kept chasing me"

"Neng Cempaka doesn't like him, does he?" Mr. Ustadz draws his conclusions.

"Yes Mr. Ustadz, because he already has a wife and has children anyway" Finally Cempaka told about the person who was chasing him.

"Emh, fine then. Let him approach us" said Mr. Ustadz.

"But, Mr Ustadz?" Cempaka was terrified.

" Let this be my responsibility, neng Cempaka" Mr. Ustadz assured Cempaka.

"Trease! Champaka! Don't leave! Wait for me!" With a staggering and staggering step, that person who is none other than Yanto, does not stop calling Cempaka

************ by step, finally he arrived in front of Cempaka and Mr. Ustadz.

"Sir Ustadz, I'm afraid" Cempaka tries to avoid Yanto.

"Greet each time we meet someone else. Moreover, this, you need to be the same as Cempaka?" Gently Mr. Ustadz taught Yanto who was drunk with alcohol.

"Assalamualaikum" Yanto obeyed orders from Mr. Ustadz.

"Well, so! We are Muslims" continued Mr. Ustadz.

"We better not talk here, we talk at home, it's better"

Mr. Ustadz gave advice again.

"Oia Pak Ustadz, we'll just go to my house" Cempaka immediately rushed to his house which was only a few meters away from the turn.

Mr. Ustadz turned his motorcycle back, to go to his house bu Sekar, with Yanto beside him.

Half-run, Cempaka headed to his house. He did not want to walk with Yanto, the liar and drunkard.

"Assalamualaikum, ma! Mother where is it? Mama!" Cempaka yelled out his greetings, and searched for his mother.

"Waalaikumsalam, yes son! Mom's here, what's up?" Bu Sekar answered his son's greetings, while heading out to the terrace.

"There's Mr Ustadz? Assalamualaikum pak Ustadz"

Bu Sekar seemed surprised to see Mr. Ustadz and Yanto in front of his house.

"Waalaikumsalam" replied Mr. Ustadz

"What is this, Mr. Ustadz? How come! You were here? What else do you want?" Ma asked sewot.

"Awhile Mr. Sekar, if possible, I want to know the truth" said Mr. Ustadz.

"I mean Mr Ustadz, about Cempaka?" Bu Sekar replied doubtfully.

"Yes, and, about this young man" said Mr. Ustadz doubtfully.

"Why is he here?" Bu Sekar asked in wonder.

"He was chasing me, Mom! Fortunately at the front turn was Mr. Ustadz. So he stopped chasing me, and said Mr. Ustadz, this problem must be resolved immediately by family, so ma'am" Cempaka recounted what had been heard from Mr. Ustadz.

"Ooh, well Mr. Ustadz, I'll tell you everything about him, and who he really is!" Bu Sekar paused for a moment, he stared at Yanto who was now silently looking down.

"He likes my son, Cempaka. And, Cempaka accepted it. But, that was when Cempaka did not know that he actually had a wife and had a daughter one, so Mr. Ustadz" Bu Sekar said.

"And after Cempaka found out that he already had children and a wife, liked to drink liquor again, so Cempaka turned him down when he was going to propose to her. Since then, he has always been chasing my son, every time he saw or met my son. My father and I were upset and annoyed by his behavior!

Please Mr. Ustadz, maybe if in understanding love by Mr. Ustadz, he will accept it" continued Bu Sekar at length.

"Then it is clear

you are wrong" said Mr. Ustadz while turning towards Yanto.

"But Mr. Ustadz, I love him. I will be serious, I will not mess around" Sahut Yanto said.

"Will not fool around. But, want to play tricks and hurt three women at once!" Said Mr. Ustadz.

"You will hurt your wife, your son and also Cempaka!You have a daughter, who will grow up and mature, and there will certainly be a man who will propose to her. If your child is applying to a man who already has a wife, has another child. Would you, as her parents, bless her?" Said Mr. Ustadz.

"No" answered Yanto, after a few words of silence.

***