The Thorn in the Family

Seven Months

Surabaya

Randi and Tari's divorce trial will be decided today. He chose not to attend the hearing. He really gave it all up to the interviewer. Likewise with Tari, he was not present at the hearing. He prefers to stay at home, arranging the fragments of the heart that has collapsed.

“I am a widow hahaha”. He smiled blandly for a moment while reading a short message from his lawyer.

“I am truly a widow at this time, I lost in the palace that I have built, I am the queen who was left out by the Queen Dowager.hiks...”, I am the queen, a moment later he cried again staring at the large mirror in front of him.

While Randi, he chose to walk in the middle of the lake that he used to visit with his wife. It goes in no direction. His heart and mind had been dead since the death of his wife.

Long time he walked until tired to whack his body, now he sat for a moment on the grass. His body rested on a large tree by his side. He could not cry until his tears were dry, crying over this love story.

The story of Bethari Ambarwati and Randi Yulidar has run aground.

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“Ran, something Mama wants to tell you, sit down for a moment”.

Randi was silent, he did not answer his mother's question but he sat in the living room chair next to his mother.

“Ran, next week Mama wants to hold a seven-month Rose pregnancy event. It used to be a four-month event not so held because you prefer to take Tari to pick up Risma. Now you and Tari are separated, so Mama please this time also’i Mama” request.

Quiescent

“Ran Mama is talking to you, you still have a heart right as a father”.

“As for Ma, it's up to Mama to make what event. Wasn't I just a Mama doll!”. He then left his mother.

“Ran Mama not finished talk”. Ms. Srining shouted quite loudly.

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Seven Monthly Events.

Since morning, at the residence of Ms. Srining's house has been busy with a series of seven-month preparation events for the content of Roses. He ordered quite a lot of food and various cakes for pickles later. Not to forget that Ms. Srining also designed all the rooms in her house to be more beautiful.

Ba’da isya, the neighbors have started to arrive at Bu Srining's house to attend the seven-monthly event in the title of Randi and her family. The event is a thanksgiving for the seven-monthly pregnancy of the Rose or if the Javanese call it by the windowpan.

In accordance with the request of the Rose, the event was done quite festively, this was done by Ms. Srining as a form of affection for her new grandchild and daughter-in-law. Think of this as a substitute for their wedding that is just done simply without inviting anyone.

Ms. Srining invited her entire extended family, along with all of her laundry employees. He also invited all his neighbors. Even beyond the predictions of guests who come more than invited.

They all wanted to see what the face of the woman Randi married in droves made him leave his first wife.

The rose is ready, he uses a white robe with a pasmina hijab that covers his head, but still shows the front of his hair. While Randi, he still remained in his room reluctant to leave the room.

If only he could, he wanted to scream as loud as he could in this position. His heart was being slashed because of the divorce but his mother firmly held a thanksgiving event for her son.

“Mas come on let's get out first. Outside of guests already many who come”. One word that came out of the mouth of the Rose, she stood behind the door of her husband's room.

There was no answer given by Randi.

“Mas come on, please come out greet the people who are outside”. The rose was still weeping, hoping for mercy from her husband.

“Mas at least do it for the sake of our child”. A final word came out of his mouth to persuade Randi.

Randi was still daydreaming, staring at the ceiling of his white bedroom. He was not happy at all though he would have a child of his flesh and blood.

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There was no response that gave Randi making Roses, choosing to go out to meet the invitees with a disappointed look. She had to get pregnant alone again.

“Where should you?”, asked Ms Srining, when she found her daughter-in-law coming down the stairs with a cloudy look.

“Mas Randi is still inside reluctant to exit Ma, even answer my question just not”. She replied wryly, the corner of her eyes were already watering to hold back the crying.

“It's quiet, let Mama call. You go down first, meet the guests who have come”. Tell her in-laws by stepping up to her son's room.

“Ran out, Ran...”.

“Mama does not like your way like this!”, he exclaimed by banging on his son's room door.

“Ran out, is it not enough you humiliate Rose and Mama, pity your son if you have a father like this”.

“Ran..”.

“Kear”. Ms. Srining, raise her tone.

While the Rose in the midst of the family and also the invitation is made clumsy, it descends on its own with a bulging stomach, greeting the faithful who come. Not infrequently they just scorn him. The cynical and dislikeful look was also so attached to him.

This is the law of nature, who seizes forcibly he will not be happy and certainly get social sanctions.

With a lazy step Randi out of his room, he followed his mother. Roses were very happy when they saw Randi who joined the invitees. At first glance he tried to smile at the guests, of course all this was done at the behest of Ms. Srining.

“Look baby, Papa you have come, did not Mama say if your Papa is dear to us, just we need a little more to be patient”. Rose stroked her stomach gently, she spoke softly with the baby in her womb.

Now Roses and Randi have sat side by side, a rare moment that needs to be captured, considering they only once did it when the qabul ijab used to be.

The Rose's heart warms, as if treated as a wife. Ms. Srining who saw him also looked very happy. The event also began. A designated ustad began reciting prayers to open the event.

Rumors from the neighbors were heard, they blamed the Rose, completely as the third person in this relationship. The sneers and dislike gazes were fixed on the stakeholders of this house.

Roses are aware of the meaning of their gaze, but they prefer to be indifferent and indifferent. For him the most important thing was that Randi was beside him.