Not as Beautiful as the Moon Night
Being a Widow is Not Easy
Living alone without a husband, managing the status of a widow, will be the lips of the neighbors who do not like. Even if you don't make mistakes, it will still be an endless conversation.
A woman who is able to live alone after her marriage is destroyed, will be an extraordinary struggle. Many people do not like, because they feel like being a woman bully the household of others. Although he actually did nothing.
Sometimes in the value of being a teaser of people's husbands, there are also those who seduce and there are also those who make fun of them as women are not right.
Julia has been in her village for two months, it's common to talk about it. Choosing silence is the best thing for Julia, because it does not want to happen a fight and become a prolonged problem. Just listen and let it all flow like water. Perhaps it was not yet time that the water was clear, and it was not yet time that the water was calm, murky and smelly.
“Jul, how come you haven't returned to your husband's house, have you been kicked out? Or have you hurt your su?” Ask one of the neighbors, who is used to being a gossip.
“I think, Ibuk does not need to interfere. Whatever happens to my life doesn't bother my mother's family. So good speech is important, not even asking or accusing what I don't do. All this time I've never bothered my mother's family, so stop judging me.” Julia replied upset.
Suddenly the nosy neighbor became very angry, because he felt himself despised and underestimated.
“You don't know manners huh. I'm older than you, why do you talk like that.” Angry talk.
But Julia did not answer, she went straight to her uncle's house. Some have denounced and asked questions that make Julia's heart hurt, but she does not want herself to get into trouble fighting with her neighbors. It is better to be quiet even if it makes Julia hurt.
Hazim smiled when he saw Julia coming. But not the heart either because you have to walk. The distance from Julia's house to Hazim's is quite far.
“Julia, why walk? You can call uncle. Lagian Varo took your aunt to jember. Maybe new afternoon comes.”
“It's okay Uncle, I'm all sports. Thankfully Varo is not fussy here. Julia also wants to try going to work Uncle.”
“Where to work?”
“Ikut Naila to Bali.”
“What have you thought?”
“Already, because Julia wants to help mom and dad. All this time they lack, let Varo in foster care Ibuk.”
“Uncle can not ban you, for Varo let Uncle and Bibik take care of. You must also be careful in the city of people, lest work that corrupts your faith. Although the salary is a little important halal.”
“Iya Uncle. Naila working in the household. He said his boss needs a maid to take care of his sickly son. The salary is good 4 million.”
“Ya already if you are ready to work. As long as you're there. You don't have to worry about your child's needs. Nabung a lot, after having capital, you go home and open a business at home.”
“Iya, Uncle. Julia will prove the same as Kevin, if Julia is able to work and have a lot of money. Not because Julia graduated high school.”
They talked for a long time. There's a sense of disbelief in Mr. Hazim's heart. Julia is his only niece. And himself has no children.
Because she had been chatting for a long time, Julia went to rest in the usual room in Julia's place. The feeling became calmer, because it had received permission from Mr. Hazim.
Two weeks passed, Julia was already getting ready to go to work. Intan who had been waiting in the house, became less happy glances from the neighbors. Because of the appearance of Intan which has changed more modern. No longer like most people. But, Naila ignored him, he looked indifferent and did not care at all.
“Naila, mom titip Julia yes Nak,” Said Mom Fatma with, with teary eyes.
“Iya Buk. Don't worry, our boss is a family of good people.”
“You guys can tell mom when you get to.”
“Mother, titip Varo yes.”
Julia hugged Fatma. His tears spilled, sad that he felt because he had to leave Varo. But Varo had been brought to the house of Mr. Hazim, for fear of crying.
“Congratulations Julia, in order to be successful can make mom and dad happy.”
“Nak, without you ask mom always pray for you.”
“If Julia's divorce papers come, leave them alone. If I don't attend, the divorce will be over quickly.”
“Mother is up to you, son. Because your happiness is more important than anything.”
Sad to see his daughter go wandering, but Ib Fatma did not want Julia to continue to dissolve in grief because of a separation that had not been desired. There was no hope anymore, everything was like a dream.
Trevel has taken Julia a long way, a journey she's been on through heartache. And receive patiently, though crushed like a broken glass.
People's judgments vary, but we can never get up if we have to listen to what our neighbors say. Spicy is very spicy, can not see which is wrong and which is right.
Julia was still crying, sitting in the back corner, the perfect place to lament everything. Intan could not say anything, he understood what it was like to be hurt because the problem in Julia was almost the same as the problem in Naila.
“Jul, have removed your tears, it is time you rise, you should not constantly think about your fate it is time you forget everything. Wake up for your future, and leave behind everything that always hurts your heart.” Naila gave advice.
“You are , I must forget this sorrow. Complicated problem, I will bury deeply, forget the story that has insulted me.” Julia said, holding Naila's hand.
The journey from Lumajang to Bali is approximately 7 hours. But, it can be more than that, because of the number of passengers that must be in between to the destination.
For the first time Julia came to Bali, a beautiful island that is much in the interest of visitors from abroad. And this time, Julia is about to start her new life on the island.
There's a lot to learn from that place. Although Bali is a popular tourist spot, but dibali able to hire and many workers from various provinces. So many make a place to make a living for the family.
The main income is, the rapidity of tourism. So that it can become a fortune field for its inhabitants.
Fatma's mother laid her body down, next to Varo. The clock shows at 23:00. I heard a knock on the door. Makes Fatma's mother surprised, because it's night there are still people coming. She was worried, afraid something might happen to Julia.
