The Customary Line of Marriage

They are lessons

In her mother's caress, Raniyah was still crying, she spilled all the tightness on her chest. Ms. Ansor patiently calmed her daughter, the rest of her youngest child's life, if she cried so much that she was deeply hurt.

"Mom.." Lirih Raniyeh.

"Yes Ran?"

He got up and looked at his mother who already had a line on her face. Raniyeh braced herself to tell her mother. He took his breath out loud.

"Rani met someone there.." Begin Raniyah recounting the meeting with Fahrul until the end of her tragic story.

"Prophe Ran," said Ansor's mother hugging her daughter who was crying again.

"He chose someone else buu, is this Rani's fault of being too easy to love?"

Ms. Ansor did not reply she just kept trying to calm her daughter who was crying so much. Bu Ansor realized when his son was kicked out of this house he was injured coupled with the state of his love is not smooth. Bu Ansor began to recall how when Ahsan came to the house to propose to him but was rejected by Mr. Ansor. Ms. Ansor also began to feel a lot of guilt to the youngest child who had to sacrifice everything in his life.

After Raniyah calmed down, Bu Ansor broke his embrace and wiped away his son's tears. He smiled at his daughter, to forget her pain.

"Rani, in this life you will meet the best people, which makes you learn a lot.learn to fall in love, learn sad, learn happy, and learn broken heart. But when you get through it, you have to part." Clearly his mother stopped his speech for a moment, staring fixedly and warmly at his daughter.

The loss of love is indeed very painful, a thousand words of pearl from the punjangga alone will not be able to satisfy the wounded heart.

Raniyah was still sitting, her lethargic face was exhausted from crying clearly. He must be tired, tired of his heart, mind and physique.

"People who are considered appropriate will not necessarily settle down" continued his mother.

"Rani, tired mom." Lirih her son desperately he put his head back on his mother's thigh.

"Just Ran, the writing must have a space to be read. Rest if you are tired, let it all flow. Pray with God, that you may find a better substitute." Ms. Ansor did not stop giving her advice.

"Yes mom.." Lirih Raniyeh.

"Move again just here, Ran."

"Can you ma'am?" Ask Raniyah.

"Can.."

"How about Brother Haya." Raniyah's speech was cut.

"Don't beat him up!" Said mom looking a little upset.

Raniyah was a little surprised by her mother's attitude. What makes her mother look angry. But on the other hand he felt happy, working away from the parents was very torturous for him.

The sun has slipped west. Lunch time was almost missed. Raniyah immediately rushed to shower and ate. Recalling that tomorrow he was going back to Banten, he immediately got ready to tidy his clothes into the suitcase. Bu Ansor and Mr. Ansor who knew his son would return to Banten, he prepared some food to be brought by his son.

"Mum don't do much, Ran's journey is far ma'am." Raniyah said seeing that Ansor had prepared a sack of rice.

"You're gonna need it after you get there, let's not buy it all. Your money should be saved, too, Ran." Said mother.

Raniyah could not refute her mother, she glanced towards the sack that was being tied by Mr. Ansor.

"This what sir?"

"It's your food, it's got pete, banana, orange, opak. Once you're there you're gonna want it." Raniyah mangut-mangut provided so much food up to two sacks. Like the one who just dredged the wealth of the village.

"Now you're ready, your clothes are done!" Bu Ansor said.

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The morning had arrived, the sun had been greeted by crowing chickens. Raniyah said goodbye while carrying a suitcase and two sacks of food. He got on the ojeg to the bus to Jakarta. Waiting for 10 minutes, the bus came, he immediately entered and brought the two sacks with the help of the director. A trip to Jakarta alone can take about 6 hours. During the journey Raniyah sometimes fell asleep but then woke up again. Arriving in the village of Rambutan, he immediately got off and took a bus to Merak.

Raniyah trip was continued about 1 hour and a half. At around half 3 Raniyah just up to the front of his contract, he took a motorcycle taxi so from the terminal Statue because the luggage is a lot.

He entered, immediately met with the owner of the contract who saw Raniyah had difficulty carrying his belongings. He helped lift it up to the second floor.

" Neng a week ago, there was a man going back and forth here and on nanyain neng. He told me to call him when he's here." Said the boarding owner while handing over a piece of paper in the form of a phone number.

"Oh so sir, thank you sir." Raniyah.

The owner of the contract passed, Raniyah put a piece of paper in her pocket she immediately opened her contract door. He dragged the two sacks in his contrast, the hot air was already gushing, he turned on the fan. Just sitting for a while he saw the front door paper, Raniyah grabbed it. Turns out holiday tickets to Palembang. Raniyah remembered very well, it was her vacation plan with Fahrul first. Then Raniyah reached into her pocket to pick up the paper given by the owner of the contract.

That number line, he looked at. Then he picked up his phone and called, several times the tone of the connection was heard, until there was a voice of a man greeting him.

"Assynnya!"

Deg

Raniyah was silent, that was the voice of Fahrul who was once loved very much. I think he wants to turn off his phone.

"Hello!"

"Yes, thanks for the ticket!" Raniyah brief.

"Raniya..You're back here?"

"Yes. I'm gonna take a break." Close Raniyah was upset at Fahrul she was lazy to serve him.

"Wait waiting for Ran, horrify me first..."

"what?"

"I want you to take a vacation with us next week, that's a ticket to Palembang that you really want to go on vacation to way kambas. I work and vacation with my wife."

Deg

Just hearing him say the name of the wife immediately hurt to his heart. Raniyeah touts the ticket in her hand.

"Crazy, what does that mean!"Upset in.batin Raniyah.

"I need you to be a model too Ran!"

"Sorry I'm busy Fahrul. Please find another one, and thanks for the ticket I can't come."

Raniyah directly pressed the red button to turn off her phone. Now pissed off is not playing with Fahrul. Maybe he is still taking a vacation together, like a man who has no feelings. Raniyah immediately threw her ticket into the trash can.

His blood seemed to boil him immediately, lay his body on the floor that feels warm, his name is also Bantan will not find the floor. Even in the rainy season, Banten will remain warm. Tired of bringing Raniyah into sleepiness.

#Connected

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