The Neglected Pearl
Part 111 Leave the house
“So Brother wants to drive me away,” said Randi while slamming the glass in his hand on the table, so that the water in the glass was scattered about the food on it.
“Yes, even more than that. From today you don't have to come back to this house!” snapped Zaki with a loud voice.
“Founded family weird!” gerutu Randi on Zaki.”
Hearing Randi's words, Zaki was about to chase after her, but Fatma had prevented him and let Randi go.
“He has tested my patience Mother.”
“Let him go son, what you did earlier is more than enough, we do not add the burden of Nurul to become heavier again.”
“Good Ma'am,” replied Zaki obeying his mother's remarks.
After the angry departure of Randi, Zakia and Leni again cleaned the table and rearranged everything to look neat again.
“I think Neng Nurul is sorry yes, married to a guy like him?”
“Mother thinks so, Kia. Initially good, eh no Tunya so turned around so yes, fortunately just married, if later already have a child how, serious lah.”
“Hopefully my son is not like that later, Mom. hopefully he will become a good person.”
“Aamiin!” leni replied with a sweet smile.
“Udah finished his dining table Kia?” tanya Fatma who was still in the living room at that time.
“Udah, Ma'am,” replied Kia while leaving the dining room, after Zakia and Leni left, Mang Ojo went straight out of his room, seeing the quiet atmosphere, and then he left, Mang Ojo was sitting in his usual place, following Fatma and the others.
They all enjoyed the food they had served without making a word.
After breakfast they all return to their usual activities, Fatma flutters with Ema, while Zaki and his wife go to the hospital for duty.
That's how every day the Mang Ojo family activities to find their respective activities.
While away there, Randi's parents hear the news of his quarrel with Nurul, both hearts become sad.
Rumana until dawn he can not sleep at all, must he has become a confidant of Intan, but Rumana does not have much money for the cost to Jakarta.
“Then Mom should how nak?”
“Mother come to Jakarta, later about the cost so that I take responsibility,” Randi told his mother.
“It can't be that, son. For the cost to Jakarta itself Mother does not have money.”
“Then let Randi buy airline tickets for Mom and Dad.”
“Bby, let later, Mom stopped by at home Neng Intan.”
“Ngapain there Bu?”
“Kok you said that anyway, son? Intan is the master of Mother in Padang This, anyways her family has raised our dignity son, being a person who lives simply.”
“I can too, wake up Father and Mother.”
“Udah, do not have much to say you, home for both of you, you have not been able to make it, how to build a house for Father and Mother in the village.”
Hearing the words from his mother, Randi's heart felt so hurt, must his words were true, but it has lowered his pride as a husband.
A week after the incident, Nurul came to his parents' house in the slums, from his yard, Fatma heard the roar of the car stopped in the parking lot, Fatma immediately ran out to see who was coming.
“Mother!” nurul shouted while running to hug his mother.
“Why did you come alone baby, where's your husband?”
“Randi, mean Mother?”
“Iya, where is he, why didn't you come with him?”
“Didn't you say he was here?”
“So since that day, he has never been home,” asked Fatma in surprise.
“Not yet,” replied Nurul briefly.
“Udah one week loh, she's gone.”
“Let it be Mom, later if you are tired of running around, he must go home, do not worry,” replied Nurul with his symbol.
“Suami don't come home, you respond casually?”
“Then I have to how my dear Mother, I am a woman, do I have to scramble all the contents of this Jakarta city to get her, can not be Bu.”
“Actually you are why the hell, baby, are you not ready for a household, look at your other brothers, they are so persistent to defend the household, must be so heavy obstacles that they face.”
Hearing Fatma speak, Nurul just kept quiet, not a word his mother answered and denied, actually Nurul himself did not know if Randi had gone from his parents' house, and his mother said, but his heart was still too sick to get better.
“Why the hell, did he leave this house Bu?”
“She, she who do you mean nak?”
“Randi.”
“That's your dear husband, don't you say that word again, you'll drown in the burning fire of hell, if you don't respect him as husband.”
“Alright Mom, later in the afternoon I will turn this city of Jakarta, to find its existence.”
“you go with whom dear?”
“Self Bu,” replied Nurul slowly.
“Your husband we kicked out of the house nak.”
“Why?”
“that morning, he sat alone at the dinner table and scrambled all the dishes that Zakia and Leni had served, then Zaki got angry and kicked him out of the house.”
“Ooo, good at it, let him know himself.”
“What do you mean, baby?”
“If he was taught that, one day he would understand, if not all the actions he did were good but not necessarily good in the eyes of others.”
“Mother, wonder, why she is so quick to change, when you were not married, she was so kind and polite to us.”
“I don't know either, Bu.”
“Many prayers, may Allah guide her.”
‘Ya hope so,” replied Nurul while leaving his mother who was talking to him.
“Where are you going, baby?”
“Nyariin Mr, Where's Mr Bu?”
“There is in his room.”
Hearing the words from his mother, Nurul went straight into his father's room, which at that time, Mang Ojo was busy reading the newspaper.
“Mr!”
“Eh, the daughter of the Father, when did she arrive dear?”
“Barusan,” answered Nurul while helping Mang Ojo stand.
“Where is your husband, why isn't he coming here?”
"He hasn't been home since that day, Mr.”
“Means already one week more dong.”
“Yes, she was still upset with me, sir.”
“He was not upset with you son, but he was offended by our family, because that day your brother had kicked him out of this house.”
“Yes, I told you this story outside, let it go, sir, later if he realizes he will definitely return home.”
“But I'm not sure, if he wants to go back to your house, if you don't pick him up baby.”
“I have to pick up where Sir, around the city of Jakarta.”
“Iya, also sih.”
“Yes already, starting tomorrow, I just go home to this house, because in my big house, it feels lonely.”
“Yes, honey, you can stay at this house as you please,” said Fatma happily.
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