The Stambul Quran
Sidiq guard the honor of the mother
Dear reader, some episodes as cooling down only. After the violent scenes of Yasin, and Kiprah Yasin will be replaced by Sidiq and Jafar.
By not abandoning the young souls of Sidiq and Jafar who are tinged with the romance of teenage love.
Happy reading, good fun.
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So the three set up a strategy to make a scene with Yasin, not expecting that even Sidiq despite being a teenager already had enough fighting experience….!!!
“We look for a chance Yasin or Zain out, we disturb his son and his wife only. I still hold a grudge against Yasin, because of her I was imprisoned and because of her I could not have Arum pounded Lek Sastro.” Say Damar to both colleagues.”
“What if he doesn't come out?” ask one of them.
“We just wait.” The real Damar still felt afraid of Yasin. And intend to disturb Fatimah Yasin's wife to vent her revenge.
Not long ago they were waiting for them to see Yasin riding a motorcycle about to get out of the house.
“Well that guy wants to get out of the house now, we wait until he's a little far away. Later we disturb his wife and we damaged his house.” Damar.
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POV Sidiq
“Yah mom is home, bring groceries but needs warung.” I said to Dad who still looked dreamy. I don't know what I was thinking, but I don't see any sadness on my father's face that's kind of messy right now.
“You helped lift your mother's groceries yes. I want to buy parafilms and tools for grafting purposes, I want to start planting grape seedlings and other fruits again.” Saying My Father.
“Yes well, Thank God if dad can venture again.” My speech. In my heart I also said, “my father must have gotten business capital from his work earlier. And he brought a vine trunk that would be grafting.”
“Fat, I want to shop for Grafting first, God willing tomorrow I want to start grafting again. You are the same Sidiq first yes at home.” My father said to Fatimah's mother who had just entered his stall.
“Iya mas hearts on the road, is not tired not long ago home has gone again.” Ask my father.
A conversation that touched my heart, as two aged people but did not diminish the affectionate language between the two. I became ‘iri’ with my father and my mother, no longer young but their harmony never diminished in the least. Even in the midst of their poor economic conditions. I also want to be like my father and my mother later, if I'm married.
Household, aah is still far away too…?!? But the desire to imitate my parents just to always be harmonious. And it must get a wife who is like mother as well, whether Riska can also be like mother later. Eeh really so remember the same Riska anyway, we are not yet what. Not necessarily Riska want to be with Sidiq. Huft thought what the hell I am, school and najai also not what is already far away think.
“Sidiq, you daydream what hayo ?” asking my mother made me surprised.
“No mother, Sidiq is just amazed by the father and mother who are always romantic at all times. Sidiq is like father and mother.” My answer spontaneously came out of my mouth. Even I regretted what I said earlier, there was a little shame too.
“You are still a child already think so, indeed you already have a girlfriend huh ? Kan father mother already said do not date first school concentration and njai first.” Replied Mother Fatimah, making Sidiq so more embarrassed and bowed. While the father just smiled and ran the bike, while having a light slogan.
“You told me about Sidiq, don't really have a boyfriend.” Said Father to Mother Fatimah.
“So actually you already have a girlfriend huh Sidiq ?” tanya mom confirms my father's words.
“No mother, Sidiq is not dating. Where there is time for dating, after school directly work and sorenya njai until night continue to learn and the morning of school.” Reply reasoned.
“Kalo no chance means you want to date also dong Sidiq ?” bundaku goda.
“Not so mother, mean Sidiq to think only courtship has not had time kok.” My answer is a bit confused to face my mother who of course also has a lot of life experience.
“Mother does not forbid you like girls, but do not date first. If you are well established mengingan directly you marry tomorrow, do not get carried away like other children who cross the line.” Bundaku.
I just listened while helping to get into the grocery stall that my bundle was carrying. I realized that I was born from the sincerity of my father and mother Arum. And I can't repeat the same mistake. Even I should be able to cover up the disgrace of Arum's father and mother. I am now old enough to know it actually makes the experience of my father and Mamah Arum as a lesson.
“Iya mother, Sidiq will follow the advice of his beloved mother.” Answer me with a smile.
“Idiih language you have shown you are good at seducing, beware if you like to seduce the girl of school friends or your boarding school friends later.” Threaten mother Fatimah to me.
“Gak is mother, currently the special woman in the heart of Sidiq only Mother and Mamah Arum in addition also my sister Nisa.” My answer.
“Aah you are, really show the nature of your father only. But you still believe in you Sidiq. Mommy hope you can keep the trust you give.” Said Mother Fatimah who made Sidiq so moved.
At that time I felt very happy, able to joke with my parents. Although with the father only briefly because the father began to be busy from morning even just came home for a while also been out again buying work equipment.
But not long ago my mother and I talked a lot arrived startled by the presence of someone who came snapping snapped.
“Warung what is this hour just want to open ? make me sweet coffee fast ?” The man's screams made me feel a bit emotional. But the mother answered calmly.
“Sorry sir, we do not provide ripe drinks. But if my thirsty father loves water only, because we only sell raw materials. No sales of ready-to-drink drinks.” Answer my mother patiently, while I become emotional for the actions of the person.
“Most of your style, small stalls are like this. Do you want this stall I destroy right now ?” said the man.
Mother seemed a little afraid to face the rude person, so that made my emotions so peaked. Seeing people I respect being insulted and scolded in such a way.
“Sorry sir, polite father cake to my mother. It has been said to be good if my bundle does not sell cooked drinks. Only selling raw materials !" sniff me at that guy.
“Sidiq already do not follow let you make it from the storm.” Said Mother Fatimah, but I did not want to because the mother did not sell drinks as the person wanted.
“Do not mother, once loved by such a person will visit.” I said to mom.
“Hey you brat you better just shut up than later I make you can't talk at all.” Threaten that guy to me.
“Yes, I am still a boy and you are an old man who already smells the ground. I should give a good example to a boy like me, not even so insolent. If the insolent matter I do not need to be taught can be insolent to you.” My answer is not being able to hold my emotions.
Unexpectedly came again two people who turned out to be friends of a plotter. It seems to be deliberately trying to make trouble for that person. All right, if that's what they want. I am also ready to serve them.
“Sorry mother, allow me to represent father against them. Mommy goes into the house first, let this mother's child who will teach the parents a lesson.” I said to mom.
“Heart you Sidiq, the three of them you are alone.” Said Mother Fatimah, it seems to have also felt that the person was deliberately looking for a commotion.
“Just pray Sidiq mother.” My answer.
Hearing his indecent remarks I really lost my patience. My mother whom I respect is insulted like such a bad woman, and I spontaneously lose control, so it is reflexively my hands that speak float hit the face of the person.
“Please say you parents don't know how polite.” I said while throwing a punch to the face of the person, and once hit the person fell, so that two of his friends would attack me by kicking my waist. But I reflexively also twisted my body and with a faster motion kicked the already floating leg of that person. Right about his shins until he was in pain and fell. Before the two can wake up then the third person immediately I love the gift of a twisting kick using the tip of the heel right about the ribs of the person.
“How, still dare to be brazen with my round now. Or you are still curious and willing to fight me. I wait for the three of you to wake up and fight me.” I said that seeing the three of them is only big mouth now to stand up even they are already in trouble.
“Already Sidiq, let them go they are not close people here.” Said my mother from inside the shop.
Hearing that I was even more curious, don't he be my father's enemy and want to take revenge by disturbing my mother. So I wanted to catch the three of them until Dad came home. Who knows if my dad knows them or one of them.
“You quickly tell me who you are or I force you to speak with violence.” I said to those three people.
The first person to be hit in the face was as quick as lightning to escape. The other two are still a little hard to stand. So I quickly took both of them, and forced them to admit what his purpose was to cause trouble at my father's house.
“Quick tell me what you mean make a troublemaker here when my father is not home.” Shake me at the two people left behind.
“Ammun, I was just told by the person who ran earlier.” Answer one of them.
“Who is he, and what is his relationship with you guys and what is his problem bothering my family ?” Tanyaku later.
The two people looked at each other, like they were confused to answer. So I had to yell at them and threaten them.
“If you don't want to tell me then you are the one I made my anger outburst. Because you have insulted and demeaned my mother.” I said to both of those people.
The two people still no one wants to answer, I who have been very angry with their humiliation on my body so out of control. My hands reflexively slapped the two people in turn. And when I was about to slap him again, my father came and shouted.
“Stop Sidiq,,,, what happened why are you being rude to parents like them ?” my father said and immediately got off the motor approaching us.
Then I explained the chronology of the incident until I ‘forced’ to do brashness to the parents.
Then my father looked at the faces of the two men, and the two men just bowed looking terrified to see my father.
“It feels like I'm no stranger to your face, who are you guys really and what is your purpose here ?” Ask my father about these two people.
The two men did not answer and were getting more and more frightened, actually I wanted to talk but was afraid of my father. He would not have liked it if I had interfered while he was talking.
“You want to answer well or have to in another way I force you to talk.” My father said in a flat but full of authority sentence. So that the two people were even more shivering in fear.
In contrast to when I spoke with a snarl, the effect was even more powerful when my father spoke. Although with a flat tone but the two people were actually very scared and finally wanted to talk too.
“Yes, we claimed we were a group of people who took part in kidnapping Mr. Sastro with Damar who had escaped.” Say one of them.
“Owh so the story you want revenge with me ? then you were once Rahardian's accomplice under Maheso Suro?” ask my father to name his great enemy first.
“Yes, we were the accomplices of Maheso Suro, but we do not know now Maheso Suro and other leaders where.” Saying someone else.
My father was silent for a moment, as if remembering a great event. I don't know exactly what the incident is. Because at that time I was a child and at that time my position was evacuated to the abah Salim cottage with Mamah Arum.
“If I may say, you better leave your old life behind. Live naturally, I myself also do not want to live in violence as before.” My father said slowly and flatly.
What did my father say I don't know exactly either, but I clearly saw the two men getting bowed. Not even just the fear that exists, but there is a kind of regret or guilt or maybe between. I saw the two men almost shed their tears.
I felt bad, seeing the two old men I just beat crying. After all they are old people, so I felt that my actions were a bit overdue as well, my inner self.
“We have been wet, all we have sacrificed when we became followers of Maheso Suro first. Not only property, even honor and family life have been sacrificed. So we still continue to look for the existence of Maheso suro to collect promises. But until now we have not been able to find him.” Said one of them while shedding his tears.
“Sacrificing honor as well as life how does that mean ?” ask Dad.
“Not infrequently, the wife of even our daughters must serve ****bashing Maheso Suro group. And we can not refuse it, because we are promised a science and..” The man's words were interrupted. While the other was just crying down, unable to say what.
“And What else ?” urge Dad.
Then the man continued his story, that they were followers of Maheso Suro at that time could not refuse if his wife or daughter had to be forced to serve ***** he was depraved. Because their husbands had previously been in check with comfort women. And if he refuses, his behavior recorded by the camera will be revealed to his wife's child. I get goosebumps hearing that, it turns out that my father's enemy was a depraved person so.
“Have you guys searched for Maheso Suro's whereabouts and asked his family ?” ask my father.
“Already, but all we met was the daughter of Maheso Suro's wife. And at this time Maheso Suro's son is also still looking for the whereabouts of his father, or looking for the whereabouts of his grave if it is dead.” Answer the man.
“Maheso Suro has a child ? is his son now grown up and inherited the Science of Maheso Suro ?” Ask dad.
“Yes he also has knowledge like his father Maheso Suro, but his carrier is more calm even though still violent like his father.” Answer the man again.
“Where is his family now?” my father continued to pry information about the Maheso Suro family, I don't know what the purpose is.
Then the man continued his story, about Maheso Suro's cruel but sweet-faced son. And it is more dangerous than Maheso suro who is clearly wearing a rogue appearance. If his son looks calm, but more violent than his father.
Maheso Suro's son named Sawung Panjalu glimpses his son as polite and refined. Yet he could kill people with a smile and without expression. Until he got the nickname cold-blooded man.
I have goosebumps listening to the story of the person, what if someday I have to deal with him….???
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