The Neglected Pearl

Part 73 Unsolved Problems

They returned to the ER room, where Mrs Nadin was treated. Meanwhile Mang Ojo who heard the news about the incident, came to the hospital with his wife and the others.

“Why are you not told Yulia?” asked Mang Ojo to his daughter.

“The injury is not too severe, sir ! so we decided to treat it first, later if it has healed then we tell the father and others.”

“True Sir, Just a little wound really, no need to worry.” Timpal.

“Yes, although a little, what's wrong Father also.”

“Yes, Sir ! forgive us.” Said Dika humbled.

“Yes already, then what about Aunt Yulia ? why isn't he here ?”

“Ooo, aunt Means Father ? he's at the police station now, he's the real source of the problem, until something like this happens.”

“What ? your aunt was at the police station ? are you guys dealing with the police ?”

“Because the person who claimed to be Aunt Meri has repeatedly blackmailed us sir.

He even tortured Yulia and injured her mother.” Obviously Dika on his Father.

“Astagfirullah ! Is that really Dika ? alhuda was surprised.

“True, Bang ! the last time he forced Yulia to take the money, it was fortunate that Yulia's parents helped, otherwise a billion would have been ludes. But because the action failed, yes ! he's mad at them all.”

“Is that Yulia?” ma'am Fatma asked Yulia.

“True Ma, but he harmed my mother, it was not just one aunt Meri, but the knife that Dad stabbed to Aunt Meri was pushed aside, until the knife hit Mom.”

“Ooo, so the story is !” says Mang Ojo.” Then the woman, it must be punished, so that she is deterred and does not act arbitrarily again.”

While still in the hospital, suddenly the police chief came and told Dika the truth, that the woman who had claimed to be Yulia's aunt, actually she was not Yulia's aunt.

The woman only confessed, because she wanted to deceive the Dika family, because she was jealous of the wealth that Yulia had obtained.

Because since Julie was taken off the streets by Dika and married her. Yulia seemed to live a luxurious and happy life, it was envy that made her desperate to go against the law.

After Dika's case ended, Mang Ojo's family felt a little safe, until the following year. Mang Ojo family can enjoy the peace of life, with his children and grandchildren.

But after a few years, Zaki came to his Father, to tell him something.

“Speak son ! Mom and Dad must have listened to it.”

“But I dare not speak Sir.”

“Why ? is there something wrong with your arrival here.”

Zaki did not answer, long he was pensive, I don't know what he was thinking at that time, while Mang Ojo and Fatma felt impatient to listen to Zaki's heart expression on him.

“Why silence dear ?” ask Fatma to know.

“I'm afraid to talk about it Bu.”

“What do you want to talk about?”

“Speak son, I will not be angry, because I really like honest and forthright children.” Mang Ojo said, patting Zaki's shoulder slowly.

“I want to marry Sir, Mom !”

“What is married ?” mang Ojo replied in shock.

Seeing his Father shocked and talking loudly, Zaki's heart felt like it was about to escape from the handle.

“Yes, Sir !”

“Kan nice it !”

Zaki who heard the continuation of his father's words, he also smiled sweetly.

“Then, why are you afraid to talk to your dear Father and Mother?”

With a smile, Mang ojo tightened his seat with Zaki.

“Nak ! which parents are not happy if their children are married and live happily with their wives and children. All the parents must have the same purpose as Mr.”

“What does it mean ? Father and Mother agree ?”

“Iya dear, we both definitely agree with your choice.”

“Cihuii ! thank you sir, thank you Mom !” zaki said as he kissed the hands of the two.

“But do not be happy first, Your Father and Mother do approve of your relationship with him, however, there are those who forbid it other than Your Father and Mother.”

“Who banned it Sir ?”

“Allah and your Apostle. Because in the Qur’an. There is a verse that prohibits us from marrying people who do not agree with us.”

Hearing his father's words, actually Zaki's heart feels so sick, because he can not marry the girl of his dreams. Actually, the annoyance was not aimed at his Father, but the annoyance was aimed at himself.

Because he was too quick to express his heart to Gita. What was wrong at that time Zaki asked Gita first about his creed.

Long Zaki sat alone, contemplating his fate. Mang Ojo who saw his son dissolved in a long sadness, he also felt unbearable to see it, in the almost Zaki who looked was staring intently at the moon that was shining brightly.

“Why ? trouble sleeping ?” asked Mang Ojo while patting Zaki's shoulder from behind.

“Eh, Father !” zaki replied with a big smile as his Father sat to his left.

“Why dear ? did you talk to your girl ?”

“Udah Sir.”

“Continue, what does he say ?”

“He agreed that you should be’alaf, but both his parents forbid.”

“Is there no other woman besides her ?”

“For now there is no Pak.”

“You are still young son ! the future you will travel is still shallow, you have not had time to improve yourself for it, if only, Gita is not destined for you, it means there is wisdom behind your failure.”

“Iya, Sir.”

“Nevent prejudice against God, multiply the ikstifar, because the test, if we live with complaining, then he will be a disaster in our lives.”

“Then, how should I Sir ?”

“Sholat and surrender yourself to Allah, who has made you a successful person in the world. Request directions to him !”

Zaki did not answer what Mang Ojo taught him, Zaki only listened to every detail, said his father.

“Hm, you are right, why should I dissolve in sadness, is not my future still long?” zaki said to himself.

“Do’a right, so that God opens the doors of the hearts of both parents Gita's.” Mang Ojo said as he moved from his seat.

“Which father is going to?” ask Zaki to know.

“Mothers want to sleep ! I'm not like you, having trouble sleeping !” replied Mang Ojo with a big smile.

“Mr ! still joking !” said zaki while glancing towards his Father who was getting away.

When Zaki was still silent with the burden that was being carried, while Mang Ojo, passed to the bedroom, to rest, straighten the veins that began to feel tense and painful.

“Which father is from?” ask Fatma who was not asleep at the time.

“From balcony !”

“Middle of the night like this ? why go to the balcony Pak ?”

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