Pioneering Life in the Land of the Region

CHAPTER 1 KEEPING PROMISES

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Bang Azraf immediately received the call. I quietly listened to what they were talking about on the phone.The volume was quite audible even though it was not a loud speaker.

"Mirna's sister called?" I asked Azraf bang after hanging up the phone. Bang Azraf nodded slowly.His face turned sad. Even before receiving the phone, his laughter was off because we were joking in our bridal room.

"What's he saying bang?" I ask a stale base, even without asking I already know, because I heard it earlier.

"Mother Nangis continued, Since the return from our marriage Imas went to his mother's house and did not return home until now" he replied cirih.

"then what's the problem bang?" sahutku

"Sheaf...Brother must immediately go home to S****, kasian mom alone at home, shafa lonely mom"

"huh home? when?" I was a little surprised.

"Maybe next week, see what the ship schedule will be"

"must be that fast?"

"want how else Shafa...."

"Bang .. we have just fancied the new bride's art, why should it be so fast anyway. why not wait abis lebaran aja anyway berent again lebaran"

"Abang understands, Brother wants that too but ....."

"your siblings there are 4 bang people who Nemani mother, and mother has many grandchildren there, how lonely is it? then why should.

how not this is the umpteenth time they called just asking the same thing. ah .. I was disappointed with the attitude of my husband's family. mother seemed to consider my husband the only child. as if feeling alone when there are still 4 other children.and again the mother's house next to her children.every day there are grandchildren who accompany her, just when the night mother sleeps alone at home, just when the mother sleeps alone, because my father died a long time ago.

'if only sleep alone can temporarily sleep at home mbak mirna or vice versa' my mind while turning my eyes to the window.

there was no response from the Azraf bang.he still silently looked down lethargic.

'there is just a mother why also Imas must be like this. the day of my new bride's happy day so chaotic because of her actions' my inner. Imas is my husband's nephew. Since her father died, her mother remarried, and Imas took care of my mother-in-law.

Ku Hela breaths to expel my disappointment.

'Oh Allah, do they not think that we are enjoying a happy day as newlyweds. do they not want to let us spend time in my hometown first? getting to know my neighbor's brother, feeling the spread in my village, enjoying being together before I actually leave them' my inner self.

'why are they selfish? don't they think about the weight of me leaving my family? and how should I talk to my family if it turns out that we should go home to S**** in the near future?' .

immediately I pat all the questions that revolve in my head. Questions that make me angry sad and disappointed. I assure you that it is only natural for you to be like that.

'astaghfirullah why did I become a selfish follower anyway?, the mother was already old and she put a lot of hope to bang Azraf her son.the only child she schooled up to S1. and this is the nature of women after marriage.living with her husband.I must be stoic and sincere, no matter what the conditions are

"yes it's bang if it has to go home in the near future is okay, I understand, later I try to talk to the family here" finally I try to relent following the flow of his family.

"sorry dear brother, brother just .." just sorry that bang Azraf said, but soon I cut his talk did not want to discuss anymore.

"eh but have you promised, we want to go to M*****?" I try to divert the mood. Bang Asraf silently tried to recall his promise to me.

"when's bang? I'll go back to S****, and we'll go back to Aunt Lily's house" I said.

"Astaghfirullah oh yes, you almost forgot. Sorry dear.if Saturday how?, we leave in the morning.later also stop by the house Ust.Ahmad, not good if we do not pay to go there". finally bang Asraf did not forget his promise. I just nodded slowly with a smile feeling like there was a happy spark in the midst of my disappointment. Thank God the itinerary To M**** will be done. We will also Go To B***.

'but why does it feel like your attitude is forced to keep your promise bang. ah. ah. It is probably just my feelings, ' I murmured trying not to bother about it.

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Saturday Morning

We both went to M***** riding the matic motorbike. We only carry 1 backpack containing equipment for 2 nights stay. Of course not to stay at Aunt Lily's. We want to enjoy the stay at Villa. see the beautiful sparkling lights of the city at night.beautiful scenery because the place is at an altitude.

we will also go to G**P*n*s and T*m*n l*ng*t. don't forget to enjoy the culinary pecel rice roadside. no matter the simple effective origin and it is more than enough to make me happy. anyway happy is not measured by rupiah. in the middle of the trip we stopped by to buy souvenirs for Ust.Ahmad and Aunt Lily. Two sweet tape ties we brought. one for Ust.Ahmad and another for Aunt Lily.

At Ust's. Ahmad we stopped long enough because we until 10 am. So we took time to pray dhuhur at home.

"In a family do not make quarrels lead to divorce" Advice Ust. Ahmad to us.

"It could be because of the actions of shirk people who use smart people to launch their bad intentions" he said.

"whatever happens to recognize each other's attitude and nature, if the quarrel is accompanied by an unusual attitude do not make rash decisions.Mutual communication is the key" said Ust.Ahmad ended his advice.

"Ustad Precious" bang Azraf replied.

ust.ahmad's advice will always be remembered.

'may me and bang Azraf be a family in the world and a paradise' my prayer in heart.

"hush.nghamunin what the hell" bang Azraf disperse my daydream.

not aware if he thrust his hand to kiss.a habit that is always done when dhikr is over.yea we are finishing praying ashar congregation at aunt Lily's house.

"hehe no bang"

"let's be ready, after this we go straight away, so we can go straight ..." bang Azraf just smile nudged my arm with his elbow. apparently he gave the code.

"yes yes, I'm really impatient" my god.we also laughed a little afraid to sound aunt Lily.

After Ashar we continued our journey to the villa. We were not long at Aunt Lily's house so we could enjoy the moment together soon.

"go where Zraf is in a hurry" asked Aunt Lily.

"You are staying at Villa bi, honeymoon" replied bang azraf to laughter from aunt Lily. As if you would understand the purpose of our purpose to Villa is to make him a grandson.

"there's just you, if the honeymoon is here why? asked the aunt as she greeted the two of us in a hurry.bang Azraf laughed.I just smiled as I hid behind my husband's back.It was a shame that I heard their bright conversation.

"oiya bi, all of us would like to say afraid of not having time to come here again, later this month we will go home to S*****" bang Azraf said goodbye.

"so why rush to S? don't wait to run out, ask aunt Lily

"oh yes yes, yes, be careful" continued aunt

"assalamualaikum"

"greetings waalaikum".

upon arrival at the Villa, goods I put on the floor of the room just like that. I took off the hijab and lay on the mattress to unwind.tired very much like riding a motorbike. before long I heard something vibrating.

Drrr.... Drrrt

bang Azraf immediately searched for the source of the voice and received the call.

'definitely his family again with the same drama' inwardly, I turned my face away when my husband started talking to them.

'it is my guess, it is the voice of Mirna, O Allah, my inner voice, closing my eyes unwillingly to respond.

After hanging up the phone my husband just kept quiet.I was annoyed and reluctant to question him.I already knew their conversation.because I heard clearly though not loud speaker.again my heart was disappointed to hear their chat. the time of the newlyweds who imagined would be happy. turned out to be disappointing, but I tried to understand the condition of my husband's family. throw away my ego even though it was difficult.

"Shafa let's go home" said my husband, sitting on the side of the bed where I was laying down.

"uh uh?go home? why?, we just nyampe bang, brother not tired what? sure enough" I was shocked and woke up from my position after hearing my husband take me home.

"Abang is not calm we walk here while Nangis' mother continues there"

"why again bang, I promised to take me for a walk here, only until now ngajak go home" I said annoyed.

bang Azraf was silent the more he looked down lethargic.I saw him must be confused thinking about how to explain to me.

"The hell bang, Brother's family, can't understand, we're all in her art, happy happy newlyweds, then on the phone continue to be like this? who is not disturbed? it's as if we'll never go back there" I said in an annoyed tone.

my husband was still silent no response, it was getting lethargic listening to me who did not stop asking.

"should Abang give understanding, there is mbak Mirna, mbak Noora, Bang Amir, Bang Haidar.cook them can not overcome anyway? mother's grandchildren are also every day, right? then the problem is why do we keep the persuaded must go home immediately?"

"Sheaf... Brother just..."

"what's the matter?, how many times have they called nanyain? they think we are not bang? we are happy again happy, but disturbed continues. do they also think? how will my family react?" I continued without giving Azraf a chance to speak.

"and again Brother has promised to take me for a walk. Why not wait tomorrow anyway we go home? why hunt? the haste is an act of the devil bang!" I said while holding back the tears that stemmed.I explained all the questions that revolved around the head.I was tired of hearing all the requests of his family when calling. 'oh God again I defeated my ego' my mind closed my eyes and I turned my face away from the Azraf bang.

"sorry dear brother. My brother is just my mother's mind. Brother sad mother Nangis continues there because Imas does not return home, Imas is also difficult to contact. If we don't go home, what about Mom? mbak Mirna and others also have their own busy with their families"

a drop of tears fell upon hearing the explanation of Azraf bang.

"how can we go on a honeymoon, have fun, when one of the families is crying, Brother is just thinking?" bang azraf began to speak softly.

I'm still silent not responding. I was disappointed with my husband's family. After marriage they always called asking when to come home? when home?

'why don't they think about the feelings of his extended family. Haaah I don't know' I murmured.

the atmosphere is now silent there is no sound from us. I am still with a cry of disappointment I. bang Azraf with his concern.

"yes, tomorrow we go for a walk, Abis ashar we go home?" bang Azraf began his talk. Trying to comfort me who was crying, I wiped away the tears, still feeling disappointed.

"I don't know if I want to go home now, why are we here if your mind is there" I said to shake off the hand of bang Azraf who tried to lean my head on his shoulder. then I took the hijab and the backpack.

bang Azraf was holding me, his hands clenched.

"despite the bang, let Brother not think of mother continues, let Brother and mother happy" continued I. no tears back flooded. My husband hugged me while rubbing my head so that I was a little calm. I cried like a child who was disappointed because I was not invited to vacation, this is how I was crying.

"No Shaf. Tomorrow we go home after Ashar, you do not want to see you cry, like gini. I promised you, I'm sorry, brother?" bang Azraf's seduction is trying to cheer me up.

I thrashed and continued to cry in the arms of bang Azraf . disappointed and angry still filled the heart. could no longer feel I could bear so I chose silence regardless of his appeal.

"Shafa please, brother wants to make you happy, and also does not want to make you cry for long" said bang Azraf.

"you two are the women I love, I don't want to see you two cry, please I just want you both to be happy even though it's not as big as expected" now bang azraf sounded soft as if holding back a cry.

I finally let go of seeing him sad. 'astaghfirullah why am I like this?losing to my ego? my husband is trying to be fair in the midst of his worries.I should support him to always be there when his mother needs.I'm sorry your wife is my inner bang

I nodded slowly as I wiped my tears and tried to smile.I tried to appreciate my husband's good intentions.

"after here you look for the ship schedule yes, you do not want you to come, it's okay you let on J*** first. abis lebaran ja if you want to go home to S*****" bang Asraf said as if he would offer me a choice, maybe he understood it must be hard for me to leave my family.

"no bang, I'm coming with brother" I said

"i don't want a separate marriage" I continued

"yeah, keep mommy the same how? bhah kung's? Mba ibuk?" ask my husband

"yes they must be surprised why we came home suddenly to S****, but what do you want again? we explained slowly later, the point is after marriage I do not want to live apart" I said convincingly.

It is my own desire after marriage to live with my husband even though I do not have anything, I do not want to live apart like my parents. Husband wife but her life separated since I was 8 years old until now I married. not because of divorce but mother was forced to work in the land of people to fight for the fate of her three children. at that time there was also a debt that wrapped around our family life.mama came home once every 2 years.sometimes once every 4 years and at most 6 years. I can't imagine my son feeling the same way as me.

And papa's always out of town being a truck driver. Then me? mbah ibuk and Mbah kung are treated with my two older brothers. Sometimes papa comes home once a week or even once a month. from there I think I do not want to live apart from my husband because I think about the fate of my children later.Parent love is important. Because parents are the first madrasah for children.

I also smiled taking off the embrace of my husband who had hugged me earlier.

"Sorry Brother, I want to make you happy even though tomorrow we have to go home" my husband said in negotiations. Because his promise is 2 days and 2 nights.

"Abang wants to keep his promise to you so that you are also happy without making Nangis' mother longer. Dear brother you two" he continued, hugging me again.I just nodded to accept his treatment trying to be patient and sincere.

"yes bang sorry I also bang, I am so emotional" I replied as I hugged.

This is how women, must be willing to be number 2 because number 1 is the mother of her husband. And after marriage women no longer belong to their parents while men, until death it remains the property of their parents. I had to make my husband more loving and devoted to his mother.I don't know why there is jealousy in this heart.but I tried to brush off because Azraf's love for his mother was not the same as his love for me.

Seriate....