The Neglected Pearl
Part 117 Facing disabled husband
“You're a useless guy, Ran, you're a lousy husband!”
“You useless, you despotic wife.”
“This you, you don't know thank you! thank goodness you were in this house, taken care of and saved by my family, but in return, you still insulted my family.”
“Because you all trash!”
“You are trash, you are even like useless trash.”
Fatma who heard the quarrel, pulled Nurul's hand out of Randi's room, Nurul sobbed in Fatma's arms, her heart so sore.
“Basic useless wife!”
“You are useless, you husband does not know yourself Ran.”
Hearing the quarrel of Randi and his daughter who never stopped, Mang Ojo immediately approached Nurul and pulled his hand to get a little away from Randi's room.
“Why sir, why should we stay away from that useless guy?”
“In fact he is a useless man, so I invite you to stay away from him, because the more you serve him to talk, the more hurt your heart.”
“He did not know himself Mr.”
“Leave it, maybe Randi is depressed because of the pain, it seems like Randi has not been able to accept the reality he has experienced,” explained Mang Ojo.
“But, sir, Randi should be able to appreciate people who have been sympathetic to him, because without others he can not do anything.”
“Bapak knows dear, someday, Father will teach him a very valuable lesson.”
“Meanour?”
“We'll see later.”
“Alright, we will see what you will do to him,” replied Nurul with a sweet smile.
To the next day, Riswan looked out of Randi's room with a pouting face, Mang Ojo who saw him immediately came to Riswan, who was sitting in the corner of a gapar while looking at the ceiling of the attic.
“What's up, why it looks so sad.”
Seeing the arrival of Mang Ojo, Riswan seemed to smile a little, must his smile was forced.
“There Mr.”
“Sit down, no need to stand,” said Mang Ojo who directly sat next to Riswan.
“What's up, why do you look so sad?”
“Randi, sir.he does not want to eat and does not want to talk to me.”
“Why is he like that, isn't he so needy with the help of Mr.”
“Iya, but she looks so sad once.”
“Maybe because he has not been able to accept the fate that is happening to him. That's why he's like that.”
“But Randi is absolutely outrageous, Sir,” replied Riswan while crying sadly.
Hearing the story from Riswan, Mang Ojo's heart felt so sick, he immediately approached Randi in his room.
Seeing Randi sitting alone, on the pillow that was on his back, Mang Ojo immediately pulled the pillow.
“What the fuck? Why are you treating me so badly?”
“Because of your bad behavior, you can't even see the truth.”
“What truth! the truth is that I'm flawed, you're satisfied!”
“You should be grateful that your life has been saved, and you can breathe fresh air again, but why don't you realize.”
“Better I die, than it should be like this.”
“It was because of your own fault, because you were far from the teachings of God, you have begun to learn to be a child who is ungodly.”
“Sok know you!”
After talking a lot, Mang Ojo told Ahong to push Randi into the field.
“Leave him there!” said Mang Ojo as he left the room.
While Randi was left in the hot weather, his body was very hot, he screamed for help to anyone he saw, but Mang Ojo remained silent.
Riswan who saw his son get punished, his heart was so sad, he did not want it to happen to his son, but to educate him to be a useful person. Riswan had to stroke his own chest.
Because I could not bear to see that, Riswan immediately pleaded with Mang Ojo, to bring his son in.
“Alright, we will bring him in,” replied Mang Ojo, while ordering Ahong to bring him inside.
At the sight of Mang Ojo smiling at him Randi felt hurt, wanting it to feel like he killed Mang Ojo who had been so cruel to him.
Mang Ojo also saw, there is a grudge burning in Randi's heart to him, he knew Randi would not be able to change should he have been saved from death.
“Why? You can't escape the heat, can you?”
“Shut! You're a cruel old man!” randi's snapped annoyed.
“I have to be cruel to people who do not know to return like you.”
“Basic Pamulung! although acting like a rich man though, his cruel and evil scavenger soul still seems clear.”
“if you already know, if we're a scavenger family, then why did you marry my daughter?”
“Because your daughter polishes her body in the style of a rich man.”
After feeling hurt by Randi's behavior, Mang oJo went out and went into his room, Mang Ojo no longer pay attention to the people around him.
“What's with Mr?” nurul asked as he approached Mang Ojo to his room.
Behind the curtains of the room door, Mang Ojo seemed to sit still while holding his chest that looked so tight.
“What's the matter Sir, why be sad?” nurul asked a little astonished.
“Eh, you son, come here, there is something you want to tell you.”
“What's up Sir?”
“The father saw, the soul of your husband, showed no kindness at all, he was rude and selfish.”
“Any, when we got married, no bad nature was seen in him, why now he immediately changed drastically.”
“Now Randi has not been able to accept the reality that has befallen her dear.”
“But at least, he can appreciate the kindness from us sir.”
“Bapak don't know son, I'm tired of facing him.
“I too sir, I'm so tired of facing him, his mouth is too rough to talk, I've been trying to do good.”
“What we can do at this time, just pay attention to it, no more,” replied Mang Ojo flat.
Nurul understood what his father said, he tried to ignore Randi who always spoke rudely.
That afternoon Alhuda came to the house with Ranita and his two children, because of his excessive concern Alhuda immediately met Randi in his room.
“How are you Ran?” ask Alhuda to know.
“What news? you see I've become a cripple! You know who caused all this, your beloved sister, you useless wife, you know!”
“You, who are you talking to huh!” alhuda answered with emotion.
Ranita who saw that, immediately pulled her husband's hand and away from Randi's room.
“What's wrong with her, why is she like that?” ask Alhuda.
“I don't know Bang,” replied Ranita while pulling Alhuda's hand up to the living room.
“You came nak?” tanya Fatma who saw Alhuda and Ranita approaching them all.
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