The Thorn in the Family

Forty Days of the Fare

Mother stared at her brother's departure with teary eyes.

“Bu, why did you let the money take you for granted?”, said Ipul by holding his mother's hand.

Mother was silent and could not give an answer.

“Bu, don't stay still, quickly take back the money, the money can be used for additional consumption of mbah” tahlilan. Iul shook his mother's shoulders gently again.

“Silent you Pul, quickly go buy rice padang for breakfast pakde and immediately deliver to his home. Mother left Ipul and went into his room.

While Ipul looked at the departure of the mother with nanar, wanted to protest to the creator why it should be created in the family like this.

Ipul immediately wiped his tears and went to buy breakfast for the bude, actually it is not a matter of the amount of money there is how much the pakde and budenya brought in the charity box, he said, it's just that the care and affection of the bude family to his mother was not there. They will only come when they need to and will do everything themselves.

Half an hour passed, Ipul came with a pack of rice paddies for his buden family. Ipul quickly handed over to the home of the invaders.

“Bude this ninya”. Pulse put on the table just like that rice.

Ipul quickly left the house, before the one who had the house had a word to say.

“Hay basic, children do not know the manners of entering the house people do not use greetings first, just run away”. Shouted bude by cursing Ipul.

“Do I wait there?, waiting at tawari nasi padang? Ah it also feels impossible”. said Ipul in his heart regardless of his buduya speech.

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Mother's Home.

Forty days later since the departure of Mbah, precisely Sunday mother held tahlil together at home to send prayers to the deceased mbah. Mother chose Sunday with the intention that all families can attend the event.

Ibu held a Quran recitation, by a study group in the village, because it was an active mother in this congregation. Dari decided to go home in this event, because it is heartless to imagine the mother preparing everything herself.

Cost matters should not be asked, certainly all clearly borne by Dance.

The event was done quite lively, the mother made a hundred boxes of rice along with various kinds of cakes and drinks, not to mention the dishes served to guests who came. Understandably in the residence of Tari when there is a forty-day event, then the neighbors around the house will come, and the host will generally give gifts.

“A lot of these parcels Mar? What's most of it later? Who comes also will not be that much!”.bude said as usual with the hand on his waist.

“Just look at this there are so many’.bude pointed to the parcels that are on the middle room table, kitchen and room.

“Gak papa mbak, indeed in a little more, if later there will come not until lack”. replied the mother busy putting rice into the box.

“Later who did not come here, do not need to be given a package, it's good already did not come to cook want to eat yummy”. Bude sat down by picking fried sambal ati ampella in a bucket.

“Let mbak, intended only shodaqoh, on behalf of mbah”.

In addition to bude, bulek from Surabaya also attended the forty-day event.

A few moments later.

“Assalamaicum. The new Sapa Bethari came from Surabaya with a lot of fruit.

“Waalaikumsalam”.kompak all the people in the room answered Tari greeting.

Dance kissed the hands of everyone in the room. Dance put her luggage on the table. This time he brought a very large watermelon of three fruits, oranges and melon jga. Dance deliberately brings a lot to the treats of guests who come.

“Sini let bude who brought this”.bude bring it to the back.

While Tari handed it to Bude and returned to chat with some sadara who came.

A few minutes later the bude did not come out of the kitchen, Tari thought the bude would cut the melon and serve to everyone in the room.

Turns out.....

Is wrong!!!

Bude brought two melons and one watermelon home, through the back door.

Do not accept the action of the bude, Dari immediately called him.

“Bude was melon and pembangkanya taken to where?”.

“There is still in the kitchen”, said Bude by pointing to some watermelon and melon.

“The other bude, not this one just”. Dance raised her voice a little, it felt very tired to have faced this magical brother.

“Halah, bude just ask for one door, cook can not, kasian Udin later not be part, will not be at home”.

“Ya asked to buy sendri dong bude, he said a lot of money, this is Tari buy for mbah” salary event. said Tari with a little annoyance.

Just returned home, just made a boil just brain.

“Already-sdah Tar, just let's go to Udin mas later go home kasian night if it can not be purchased at all”. Mom patted Tari's shoulder to calm down.

“Ya do not like dong bu, this is Tari buy for her salary mbah, if not to lack, if less will be our own bothered to find where fitting guests come”.

“That's why if you buy a lot”. Bude said without guilt and left us.

Sure enough Bude sulked, but Tari didn't care about it.

All back to prepare for the najai tahlil event that will be done after magrib.

Moments later, the Wanto package came to Mr. Dar's house to pick them up because the tahlil event soon began.

“Let's go there mas, mbak, let's look harmonious, not good at seeing neighbors if not there your house is near”. Wanto's paklek persuaded his magic sadara.

Finally, with the persuasion of Wanto paklek, bude and pakde participated to attend tahlil events to pray for mbah.

But unfortunately the presence of bude, only cause problems just now. Ms. Tari received a lot of sugar and cooking oil brought by neighbors around and from their distant relatives .

“Let me take this”.bude quickly pack up all the stuff carried by the neighbors and bring it home.

“Your mother is the first child of Mbah, so she is more entitled to this everything”.

Mother did not dare to argue, because the mother was not happy especially with her own brother. I prefer silence.

“Lagian made this najai tahlil event also use money mbah right?”.