Sharing Love: My Preferred Husband

Sharing Love: My Preferred Husband
Anjani Go home



Anjani who already knew the clear purpose of the old man immediately looked up, but at this time he did not know how to. Anjani does not know if Pak Ghandi is good for him or not. Anjani stalls for time and tries to find out about the old man.


According to the employer and the people around him, Mr. Ghandi is a good person. Because Pak Ghandi had invited Anjani to his house, Anjani ventured to come along.


During this time Anjani did not know where the location of Pak Ghandi's house. Anjani is not at all curious because from the beginning he was never interested in an old man.


They both walked on foot and reached a large house that was even bigger than the house of his master Anjani. The house in the classic 2-story style, and also looks like a car parked in the yard.


No doubt, even the contents of his house are very different from the contents of Anjani's house. Electronic goods, antique decorations and the like are lined up and also neatly displayed.


There was a boy sitting on the sofa. Mr. Ghandi sat down next to the boy and invited Anjani to come sit down as well.


"This is my son Neng, now he wants to go up to 2nd grade High School." Said Mr. Ghandi introducing him to Anjani.


'Oh my! Is that his son the same age as me?! That's my mah temen!'


At that time, Anjani was already 16 years old, and if Anjani continued her schooling, she should have been willing to go up to the 2nd grade of High School.


What is in Anjani's mind, should Pak Ghandi is his father Anjani, not her husband Anjani.


'This man is not ashamed, is he? I am ashamed.' Anjani muttered feeling increasingly uncomfortable.


Indeed, from the beginning Anjani did not want to get close to Pak Ghandi. But because the saying that love does not look at age, he does not know his decision will be good or bad later.


Without reconsidering it, Anjani quickly made up his mind. Although Mr. Ghandi is a good person, but currently he is still young and still a virgin, he deserves a better candidate (younger) than Mr. Ghandi.


The visit ended without any clarity from Anjani. Anjani is also not tempted by the wealth owned by the old widower. What is in Anjani's mind now he must reject Mr. Ghandi. Anjani thought that Pak Ghandi who is a good person would also understand.


"Neng, your father came here earlier" said the Employer who was in front of his home page. At that time Anjani had just returned home, he came home alone from Pak Ghandi's house because he did not want to be escorted.


"Really Ma? Where do I go?" Tanya Anjani enthusiastically.


"Just got home, Neng." Said the Employer made Anjani feel sad.


"He said Neng was told to go home, Mom was sick" continued his employer.


At once Anjani immediately felt happy, not because he heard the news of his sick mother, but because he was going to leave this place.


"Then can I go home, ma'am?" Tanya Anjani hesitated.


"Yes can be Neng," the master smiled at Anjani.


How happy Anjani is now, he will soon be free from the old widower and he immediately decided to go home today.


Not to forget he gave clarity to Mr. Ghandi. But he did not dare to speak directly, so he left the message to his master.


Anjani explained that he could not accept Mr. Ghandi's proposal. His employer also received Anjani's explanation well, he also understood if he was in the position of Anjani. Mr. Ghandi must have been very disappointed, but this is Anjani's own right.


***


After a few days in the village.


"Eh, Anjani, where are you? He said you work?" Ratih who was hanging out in front of the stall, just saw the face of his friend who he had not met for a long time.


"Hehe, yes, I've been here three days." Answer Anjani who happens to be shopping at the stall.


"Pantesan aja never nongol nongol. Where the hell? What's An doing?" Ask Ratih, curious.


"Decision, just help with homework. I'm a messantren over there." Anjani.


"Wahh. yah can already get his own money," Ratih felt jealous, he could not work because he was currently nurturing education in an SMK.


Actually Anjani hides that he works near the school of Ratih. To be exact, the school is still one foundation with boarding school that is occupied by Anjani.


Every day Anjani always be careful that no acquaintance sees himself wandering there.


"Hehe. yes Rat,"


Although Anjani already felt smart, but he who was just a graduate of Elementary School felt uncomfortable when chatting with someone who had a higher education than him.


Anjani thought, Ratih will be the same as his other friends. They are reluctant to hang out with Anjani because they already have new friends at their respective schools.


Therefore, Anjani does not want to be too open to Ratih. He doesn't want to get along with someone who isn't loyal to him.


But apparently Ratih is not what Anjani thinks. From his attitude, he was not the one who distinguished a race based on his level of education.


With a feeling of pleasure, Anjani accepted his friend's invitation. But today he was busy at home, replacing the work of his sick mother. Anjani promises to go to Ratih's house when her mother is healed. After he finished shopping, he said goodbye to his friend and went home.


Arriving at the end of the village, Anjani entered into a simple hut owned by his family. The hut was surrounded by lush trees, and in the back of his house there was only a wild garden garden that was rarely taken care of.


Although he has a simple house, but the needs of his life have met the word enough. They have rice fields and gardens for their food needs. All of this they should be grateful for.


Anjani's mother had been sick for 5 days, at that time her family was in trouble because it was harvest season. His brother went to the fields every day to harvest rice. Abah did all the work alone. Usually he was accompanied by Mother, but at this time Mother was sick.


Sometimes, Abah always got a request from his neighbors to hoe the rice fields or scavenge the grass for livestock, so he always came home late.


"Mom, this is eat first. Take the medicine." Anjani finished cooking, she went into the room and brought food for her mother.


"Teh, Indri also wants to eat atuh," pinta Anjani's younger sister who was then 7 years old.


"Ehh. ngaktu himself or, you're already big," Anjani reluctant to take food so that his sister can be independent.


But, his sister just kept quiet and put on a sullen face. What can be done, finally Anjani went to the kitchen and brought food for his sister.


After eating and taking the medicine, Mum seemed to have fallen asleep. Anjani looked at her mother's face while sitting on a wooden chair.


'Emak is great, yes, many years old Mom patiently takes care of Anjani with family.' Anjani felt sympathy seeing her sick mother.


Anjani kept looking at her face with a smile. He murmured about his mother's struggle to the point that he fell asleep as well.


Not felt, dusk arrived. Abah had just arrived in front of the house during the Maghrib.


"Assalamualaikum," Abah said his greetings as he opened the door.


At that time, the three occupants of the house seemed to be asleep. So Abah woke them up to perform the Maghirb prayer.


"Eh Abah, is this coming home?"


Anjani who fell asleep on the chair with her sister saw a dark scene that entered through the window. Then Anjani immediately got up, turned on the amber lamp and closed the window with a curtain.


"Yes Teh, abis nyangkul in Pak Mamat rice field. And Abah abis ngarit used to make neighbor's goats."


'Abah's love, every working day is unrelenting. May Abah be healthy always, ' Inner Anjani.


After Abah's return, the atmosphere of the house became increasingly warm. They had a conversation that night while Indri was studying accompanied by amber lamps.


It looked serious, but the seriousness was tickling the stomach. Indri's nose looks pitch black. It seemed like he was too close to the amber lamp and inhaled its black smoke.


In the past, the incident was often experienced also by Anjani. Until now, there is still no electricity in the village. So the lights they use at night are amber or torches.


***


The next day, as usual, Anjani had to get up in the morning and do housework. He finished washing and storing his laundry bucket in the kitchen.


At 7am, the sunlight did not come. Abah had gone and set out for the field, before that Anjani had prepared provisions for his brother.


"Tea, our rice is there not one sack, right? Is there a...no one who turns?" Ask Mom who was sweeping in the kitchen at the time because she was feeling light.


"Ah time, this mother is miscalculating times," Anjani felt disbelief if there was a burglar entering his house.


He suddenly remembered, "Astagfirullah! Teteh forgot not to enter it into the dalem!"


3 days earlier, Anjani was told by Mother to lift the last dry rice clothes. Anjani finished moving the rice into the sack, but he left the sack outside because it was heavy to move it inside.


Moreover, this season the rain often falls from ba'da isya until the morning. That is, it has been three days and three nights of rain.


Everyone in the house did not realize it either, no one had passed there for these 3 days. They also entrusted the sack of rice to Anjani.