PELLET THE MIDWIFE

Chapters 14. "I'm the One Who's Going to Marry Him."

The morning of Puspa was ready. With determination, he rode a motorcycle to Fadli's house. The man cannot run away from responsibility. It's delicious to be sweet enough to throw away.

"I'm not a whiny woman, Fadli, I will fight for self-esteem as hard as I can," Puspa continued muttering on his bike. I don't know which self-esteem he means?

When Puspa arrived at Pak Lurah's house, Yasmin's car was still parked in the yard, it was a sign that they had not left.

The door of the house opened after violently Puspa knocked on it. "Puspa? What are you doing here again?" Bu Lurah did not look happy to see the presence of Puspa.

"I want to see Fadli, Mom," said Puspa without hesitation.

"For what else, Puspa? You're not satisfied to hurt Fadli?"

"Please, Mom. There are many things we have to talk about," Puspa pleaded.

"Eh, village servant, why else are you here? You are shameless!" Yasmin suddenly appeared while carrying her suitcase.

Puspa's gaze was fixed on the blue suitcase. 'If Yasmin carries a suitcase, it means they will leave, ' murmured Puspa inwardly.

"Where, Fadli? I want to talk to him."

Puspa barged in through bu lurah, the girl was already indifferent to the manners that all this time once she was taken care of, all because of Fadli.

"Fadli ... get out of you!" Puspa shouted with his voice.

Yasmin did not remain silent, the long-haired woman pulled Puspa's hand violently towards the door.

Brugh!

Yasmin pushed him so violently that he fell on the hard patio floor, his knees even bleeding.

"Go from here, village girl!" Yasmin ruffled her waist as if she was the owner of the house.

"I want to see Fadli, Yasmin. He has to take responsibility for what he did to me!"

"What-what made? It was precisely you who had sent a woo to Fadli!"

"Fadli has taken away my honor as a woman, so he must marry me immediately!" Puspa stood upright right in front of Yasmin.

"What?"

There was a soft sound from someone standing behind Puspa. Ningrum, the woman did not believe what she had just heard.

"Puspa, what do you mean?" the woman's lips shook with the cry.

"Mother ... How did you get here?" Puspa tried to calm the mother while holding her shoulders tightly.

"What has Fadli done to you?" Ningrum hysterically learns the truth of her daughter who is no longer a virgin.

Puspa was silent a thousand languages his gaze bowed. Tears that had been held since then now shed wet the cheeks.

"Fadli ... get out of you!" Ningrum continued to call out Fadli's name in anger.

Before long the man who was the subject of conversation came out with a flat face without expression.

"Let's go!" fadli told Yasmin.

Fadli leisurely set foot towards the car parked in the courtyard. Leaning a triumphant smile on Yasmin's lips while glancing towards Puspa.

"Awas. Karma exists and will be paid!" Ningrum cursed the couple with wrath.

"Let's go home!" Ningrum pulled Puspa's wrist and took him away from Pak lurah's house.

"So Puspa women like that?" The neighbors began to squash. Incidentally, they saw the unexpected incident firsthand, not forgetting they captured the moment on a mobile phone. It can be shared through social media accounts. Let viral.

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"You're really embarrassed, Puspa!" Ningrum hurled his daughter's body roughly onto the bed.

"Sorry, Mom. Puspa khilaf," Puspa continued to beg to be forgiven.

"How now? who wants to marry you?"

Ningrum sobbed as the mother she had already failed to look after her daughter. "I shouldn't have supported your relationship with Fadli, Pus. Piye to iki ...?" Ningrum ruffled his hair in annoyance.

Geck!

Geck!

There was a knock on the door from outside. "Sopo .. meneh? bother ae wong again hard koyo ngene kok yo ..."

With tears the middle-aged woman opened the door.

"Yo arah ... Rum. How apes tenan to your fate ...!"

Ntin came after hearing the riot that occurred at Pak lurah's house this morning.

"Piye, Puspa?" ask Ntin while hugging her best friend. "My son is no longer a virgin, Ntin. I've failed to be Mom," Ningrum replied in tears.

"La Piye the fate of my daughter, Ntin?"

Life in the village is very different from in the city, here the honor of women is greatly appreciated. A girl who can't keep her honor will get social sanctions.

Actually Puspa is just an example of the many women who have given virginity to couples who are not halal. In the village it was not only he who experienced, but only he who was discovered.

"I'll marry you, Puspa. Bulek." Raka's voice surprised the two women who were hugging each other.

"Raka? You serious?" Ningrum stared in disbelief at the handsome young man.

"Seriously, Bulek," answered Raka with conviction.

In contrast to Ningrum, Ntin instead showed a face that was difficult to interpret. The woman pulled her son's hand and took him out of the house.

"What are you talking about, Ka?" Ntin whispered out of fear Ningrum heard their conversation.

"I want to marry Puspa, Mom," Raka repeated her words.

"But ... Puspa is no longer holy, Ka."

No matter how much Ntin feels for Ningrum and Puspa, she is still a mother who wants happiness for her beloved child.

"Raka knows, Mom. Raka is ready to accept Puspa as he is," Raka looks so sure of his decision. Ntin finally resigned to the wishes of the son.

"If your mother objected, better not do Raka." Ningrum had eavesdropped on their conversation and was now standing in the doorway.

"Rum, I don't mean it like that" Ntin felt bad for his best friend.

"I know, Ntin. You also want the best for your child," Ningrum did not want if his daughter became a burden to others.

Meanwhile Ntin was silent. Is he too bad? judging Puspa's mistakes with one point of view only. He knew Puspa well, even since she was still in a sling. However, Ntin could not stand the view of the community that would drop his son's self-esteem later.

"Please, Mom. I have loved Puspa for a long time. Let us get married, shall we?" Raka continued to persuade her mother. Puspa is the perfect woman in his eyes, about the sanctity of the woman, Raka did not mind.

"Woy wait ...! Who wants to marry who?" The plain-clothed young man came back, who else if not Tejo. This time the man was wearing a bright orange shirt and pants suit, from a distance he looked like a walking carrot.

"Here's the culprit." With a quick step Raka approached Tejo.

Bugh!

The raw bogem in the Raka lay right about the Tejo temple. Instantly the man staggered to fall to the ground.

"Damn ...! How dare you hit Tejo." With trembling legs Tejo tried to get up, but the balance of his body was not awake so that it made him fall back.

"Listen to the scarecrow, get you out of here! Or I don't hesitate to hang your flat body on a rambutan tree." Raka clutched tightly onto the collar of Tejo's shirt, making the man shudder in horror.

"What's this?" With a puspa face out to meet them.

"Dek, please masmu this. This bloated brat wants to finish me off." Tejo whines at Puspa.

"Judge ...!" Puspa stepped quickly towards the two men who were in a crouching position on the ground.

"It's not Raka who's going to finish you off Tejo, but me!" Unexpectedly Puspa grabbed the hair of gondrong tejo with both hands. "Nrp ... Deck! Forgive ...!" Tejo tries to escape from Puspa's rampage, but the power of the angry woman is unmatched. Tejo could only grimace withstanding the pain on his scalp.

"Wes, Puspa ...! Could be dead people's children," Ningrum tried to break up, but Puspa's grip was so strong. Tejo was the cause of the destruction of happiness that he had so longed for. This time he would vent all his frustration on her. "Wild, Mom. Puspa does not care if his head must be separated from the body today!" furious Puspa.

"Gush ... Opo to by the way? " Ningrum took his daughter's hand off Tejo's head. "Here you go, Tejo!" With a snapping tone Ningrum slightly pushed the young man's body.

The young man with the tempeh ran away after Puspa released him.

Intentions want to seek attention, even the rage of a lioness that he got.

In a hurry Tejo turned on his motorbike engine, darting away from the Puspa house.

"Come on in! Embarrassed so the spectacle of the neighbors," Ningrum helped Puspa stand up. Not until they entered the house, the shouts of some residents stopped their footsteps.

"That perverted woman's head is from this village ...!"

"Original ...!"

Puspa misfortune does not stop there, now a new problem is approaching.

crowds of people filled his home. "You need to get out of here, Puspa! We don't want any heretics living here."

"Ono opo to Iki? We can talk about this very well, Father, Mother." Ntin was at the forefront of defending Ningrum and his daughter.

"Don't pretend, Yu. You already know how Puspa is, so don't defend him!" shouted one citizen.

"Don't blame Puspa, he's just a victim. You should support him,"

"Halah ... opo victim? wong he who has already exploded the children of Pak lurah until the young man smitten," said a woman with cynicism.

"Let's go Mothers, let's drag this filthy woman around the village!" The chirping of a citizen loudly, made some women immediately act. They dragged Puspa by force.