Pioneering Life in the Land of the Region

CHAPTER 3 THE DEPARTURE DRAMA

"how many tickets have been booked, right to his subscription Brother?"ask me when pakcing goods in the room.

"honey, the plan is later tonight the ticket money will transfer" said bang Azraf who was also busy helping me.

"owh, that's it" I said.

"mmm Shafa.." Suddenly the sound of Azraf's bang intrigued me a little.

"why bang?" I replied, bang Azraf then stopped his activities arranging the clothes and turned to me.

"you..really sure you want to come with Brother?are you sure you want to live in the village? if you change your mind, what is it, you just fear you will....?" asked Azraf bang in a soft voice.I also stopped the busy folding clothes and immediately cut off the talk of Azraf bang.

"Bang...kalo Abang worried me like that, doain me in order to be able to quickly adapt. because all there is no instant bang, need a process sooner or later" I said looking at the face of bang Azraf inside.

"try Abang shadowin woman who from childhood his life is cared for in the family environment with affection until he grew up and then married.then must go and live in a new family place. first impression must be sad is natural, second want to go home not at home is also natural why because the woman knows where the place that makes it comfortable since she was born" I said that the success made Azraf bang unable to say the word.

"which is the question now whether you can make me comfortable in a new environment later? moreover, the environment is far from my family's supervision, I have no one but you my hope.if you are indifferent how my fate? I do not know what will happen in the future bang. neither I nor you can guarantee.but anyway I will continue to try my best to be a wife and mother for our children later" I said, finally there was a smile coming from his lips.

"beloved dear Shafa, Brother will not waste you, Brother Promise will make you happy and also mother" said bang Azraf enthusiastically I reply with a nod

"then what do you want to do if you ... if the loh bang if it turns out slow The feeling of not being at home is getting stronger? while I do not want to live apart with my brother, it is also natural to be human.I think of our children later, if we live apart I do not want them to fate as me, I do not want them to be the same as me, have complete parents but ... hhhaaahh yes Abang know yourself"

bang Azraf was silent and now his face was sad to hear all my words. My glance at the lyrics of my husband's face looks like thinking of something.

"no need to answer now.I just need your actions later, which is important anyway I will try my best. Brother doain I keep ya dear" I said as I stroked the cheek bang Azraf.

"my God Shafa will do my best as a husband"

"but inget you know, when the empress Abang has made the decision to leave her family in J***, do not once make her disappointed because she has made that decision" I said in a tone like reading a poem, and was greeted with laughter from the Azraf bang

"whatever I'll do for you my beautiful empress"

"mmmmm gombal Abang ih" I said while squinting the eyes of the atmosphere back warm again.

the goods we brought were quite a lot, there were 3 suitcases 4 cardboard 1 large backpack and 1 medium size tote bag. So we decided to rent a car to the port, because if you have to take the bus too bothered to go up and down bring our goods.this is also the advice of Mbahkung.well even though he was most hysterical when he knew the news of our departure, he was very hysterical, instead he gave advice so that our walk did not bother.

while Mbah ibuk is busy preparing provisions in the kitchen for our journey to the port. so that the cost is economical he said. 'most Mbah ibuk fried chicken cooking my favorite flour, tofu salty, lontong and also sambal onion, at least, the smell is not wrong.

carrying supplies like this became a habit in my family.do not travel far. to tourist attractions that only take 30 minutes to prepare supplies.not because we can not afford to buy food at home. it's just that enjoying a simple lunch feels like a picnic in the park or lake. let alone eaten crowded.we even brought stock with salted fish side dishes as well as Pete's sambal when going to the pool tour. bang Azraf is very greedy to eat it 'the beauty of togetherness that hopefully I and bang Azraf can enjoy togetherness like that again here'm muttered.

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at 1 pm the car we rented came. we only rented the car without a driver. because Bakti mas itself will drive the car. Our boat ticket at 9 pm. so we left after Ashar to the port.

goods have now been arranged in the trunk of the car. just wait for ashar so we can pray first before leaving.

'finally I really took that decision'my heart when reading dhikr after the Ashar prayer.it was sad to leave thousands of memories in this house. left my family who loved me from childhood. I can either stay or not be there.

'O God the servant has decided to follow the steps wherever the husband of the servant goes, ease the servant in fulfilling the service of the servant to the husband of the servant O Allah, sincere servant if this is what You do to the servant, May this path give many lessons and wisdom to the servant and the small family of the servant so as to make the servant a more grateful human being.

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ba'da Ashar

all my family had gathered in the house, waiting for our departure.Brothers and neighbors also gathered.Papa soon called me who was preparing in the room.

"ayo nduk, let not kemaleman nyampe portnya"

"while pa, still put on the hijab" I replied

"dear dear" bang Azraf grabbed my hand out of the room. two steps later my legs came to a halt.

"what's Shaf doing?" asked bang Azraf turned his head towards me a little confused.I just kept quiet.

my gaze again looked at the part of each part in my room. details of each detail that holds thousands of memories.I look again at the mattress and blanket that I often sleep on. I looked at the wall I had painted in college.I reopened my closet containing my shirt which now has only a few.I saw again the photo of my graduation with my parents. I looked at my little picture with my two mas as I recalled our silly memories when I was a kid, until I smiled at myself.

seeing me who was getting as excited as Azraf bang stopped his question.he no longer asked why there was anything.just returned my embrace, kissed my sweet potato, stroked my head gently.

"May Allah ease all your affairs, make you more patient and sincere.and may Allah grant heaven to the family of Shafa who has sincerely released his youngest daughter in order to fulfill her service to the husband" the prayer bang Azraf.

"Amiin Ya Rabb..hiks hiks ..." I replied still with tears.

"honey .. forgive your husband for separating you from your family, I know it's hard for you dear. But Brother just reminds you that the nature of the wife is with the husband. Shafa.if if it wasn't my father who died, I wouldn't mind living here or anywhere, but now my mother is my rice field Shafa, she said, I want to be next to him when it's old until his last day"

I fell silent

" it's also a tough choice for me baby, you two are the women I love, you can't stay away from both of you for too long, with all the shortcomings that you have allowed this husband of yours to make two women's brothers happy" bang azraf rubbed my head until I was no longer as happy as he wanted.

"Shafa.. don't cry dear, brother can't see you cry, sorry Abang sorryin family Brother. and if it is in your heart there is still doubt follow brother, heavy leave the family, sorry, it's okay Shafa brother went home alone, you are equally papa can wait until Eid" said bang Azraf.

"no wonder I'm not okay just sad just leave this room, later no one is welcome" I said taking off a hug and immediately wipe away tears.

"i'm okay bang, I'm not crying anymore, really" said I tried to smile convincing bang Azraf. soon I polish with powder again my face so as not to look crying.

"let's bang we're out, it's been waiting for" I pulled the hand of bang Azraf out.

we became the center of attention of people when walking towards the front porch.directly we say goodbye to them one by one.

"busy as the Mbah, Shofiyah pamit? take care of your health, do not be late maemnya Mbah ibuk doain Shofiyah ngggih Mbah?" I said while hugging Mbah ibuk tightly, tears flooded again could not bear to see the tears of Mbah ibuk who had preceded. 'yes Allah forgive me, Mbah ibuk so weeping' my mind

"huuuu...huuu yes son, who is patient" Mbah ibuk cried in my arms.

"o Allah my Lord has left me" said Mbah ibuk accompanied by tears that flooded.

"trash the Mbah brand don't cry, doain Shofiyah nggih"

"yes, I'm sure Mbah is always doain"

"mbahkung Shofiyah pamit Mbah" I said kissing the hand of the old mbahkung, I could not see the face of the mbahkung that had been wet with tears.

"read sholawat keep trying not to break up" said Mbahkung gave me advice

"god willing Mbah, doain ngggih mbahkung?"

mbahkung hand tightly holding my hand, I again kissed his hand mbahkung stroking my head like I was not willing to leave.

"keep your favorite grandson Mbah yes son, Mbah titip same as you" wajangan mbahkung to bang Azraf.

"god willing Mbah, doain we both ngggih Mbah" replied bang Azraf.

we were in the car, the window opened so I could see the busty face and mbahkung again before the car was put forward, but suddenly someone shouted my name from the back of the car. his voice was accompanied by Isak crying. familiar voice in my ear.he was Nuril nephew of my cousin's father.

"Oh Allah, I ran here anyway"

"i'm afraid I can't see you again deck, once I know you're leaving ba'da ashar I ran away from home here to see you, so I want to see you, I still did not expect your deck to leave now ninggalin me" mbak Nuril hugged me tightly, Isak crying increasingly become. I could not bear to see it like that. tears I can't stand anymore to see the crying that Nuril needs me.

"yet inshaallah we can meet again doain lebaran later I can go home yes" I said. mbak Nuril really loves me, like his own biological sister. it's hard for him to part with me because our memories are so many.

I went back in the car. The car was brought forward. And sobs they still I heard from in the car. I tried to smile waving my hands to give a sign that I must be okay later in my new place. I looked at their faces one by one.

"Assalamualaikum" I said from the car

"waalaikum salam" answered from my family.

my eyes are still on the people on the front porch even though the car has now moved away from the yard until the car is now turning.

'Bismillah' my murmur closed my eyes.

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