The Thorn in the Family

Complete Formation

Three months have since the increase in office received by Tari, with his salary now thankfully his life has improved more than before, only Tari did not add monthly allowance for his mother, he said, The dance still gives with the amount that is usually given before the increase in office.

Dari grabbed the bag that was on the table of his room, his smile they did not see the savings book in the bag.

“Alhamdulilah, a little more with this money I can to take housing around here, or at least I can buy land and build it someday”. Said Tari wirih by hugging the savings book.

However there was a slight problem that plagued his calmness this time around.

Her age.

Yes, the age of Dance that has gone to thirty years this year, makes it a little insecure if you meet many people, he said, most of her married friends even have more than two children, while Dance is still busy with thinking about her family.

Dance laid herself on her bed.

His heart prayed with all his heart to be quickly met with his life partner. But for this time Dance no longer imposes her will to quickly get a mate, Dance more put everything on the Power.

Dance remains open heart and self to all men who want to know her, only there are some standard criteria that ahrus met.

Because Tari realized that the matter of a mate is absolute on his decree, while a servant can only maximize his efforts.

A promise of Allah that Slalu Tari held firm to strengthen her heart when she was troubled over the soul mate. Men are good for good women, men are bad for bad women.

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That morning after the dawn prayer, the mother no longer prepared to cook as usual. In the past few days, the condition worsened, mbak no longer want to eat at all, even liquid porridge purchased at the hospital was not able to eat it.

Mbah is also no longer able to speak, lately his eyes have been closed just that his pulse and breathing are still there. Mother is so loyal to guard the mbah. But for the condition that now the mother no longer brings Mbah to the hospital. I am caring and accompanying myself at home.

Mother took care of Mbah alone, from starting to bathe, feed and clean the feces. There is no other altar that helps even just to see the situation does not exist.

As usual, that morning the Pure Bude family had come with a group to ask for breakfast at my house.

Bude eyes wide open not when open the hood of food on the dining table is still empty no food at all, even mejikkom only dead no rice. With a swift bude immediately shouted to call mother.

“Mar tumben not yet cooked?”. Bude's voice was so loud that it was heard in the room of Mbah which happened to be at the very back of our house.

Hearing someone call his name so loudly, mother immediately moved to the source of the voice.

“What's the morning still screaming?”.

“What's the matter?, we didn't cook Mar? My kids have to have breakfast soon, soon want to go to school”.

“Sorry mbak for today Marni did not have time to cook for breakfast and lunch”.

“Mbah mbak”. Say mother with sadness.

“Why with mbah?”.

“Mbah critical condition mbak, already from yesterday did not open your eyes at all, even all the usual porridge in the meal is also not able to swallow”.

“Mbak please tell mas Dar, tell jenguk mbah for a moment just”.

After seeing the condition of the mbah, bude immediately sauntered out of the mother's house.

“Let me call your mas first”.

While the mother bowed lethargic next to the altar by holding tightly to her palm.

A few moments later pakde Dar came to the house and quickly headed to the room, his steps were a little stuck did not run as usual.

“What's Mar with mbah?”. Tanya Pakde is concerned to see the conditions of Mbah that are not like before.

Pakde and mother's house is next to each other, pakde every day breakfast at the mother's house, only his legs are too weak to step back to see the condition of the mbah.

Mistakes when he was a young man who cheated and laid down his family made all his children reluctant to come to see him, they did not even care at all about the conditions of the mbah.

That day the pakde heart was a little disturbed to see his parents sprawled so heartbreakingly. Pakde immediately contacted the smallest sag sister to quickly go home first to visit the father.

Likewise with the mother, who immediately contacted Tari to quickly go home for a moment to visit the altar.

Pakde contacted paklek wanto who happened to also live in Surabaya. Since he returned home from the hospital some time ago, the Wanto paklek has no longer visited the altar, even just asking if the situation is not.

Being Dari since working in Surabaya with a series of work that is dense creeping too rarely to go home. If usually Tari will go home once every two weeks, then after rising this position Tari comes home once a month.

All the closest families have been contacted about the current condition of Mbah, at that time all the families immediately came to the house of his mother Tari.

Likewise with the swift Dance permission to take time off right then and there. It does not take long in three hours of travel as the family has gathered all at the mother's house.

Pakde Dar is complete with their children, the mother and I and Ipul, as well as the Wanto package with his wife and two children. This time all the family sat on the edge of the bed.

Silent.

There was no chat in the three-time-four room. I don't know what is going on in each person's mind in the room.

The atmosphere was completely silent, all staring at the face of Mbah.

I ventured to begin breaking the silence, opening up the chatter between us in the room.

“Pakde, bude, paklek, bulek and all the brothers in this room, Tari want to convey something to you sema”.

Silence has no answer.

“Can Dance speak?”. Say Dance by slowing down her song.

Everyone in the room looked at each other,

“Speak quickly tell us what you want to say to us all”, Answer pack coldly.

“Pakde paklek”.

Dance became his speech for a moment, looking back at one by one the people in the room whether they were ready with what Tari would say.