The Thorn in the Family

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Everyone in the room was just silent, as well as Dance felt reluctant to respond to all the words budenya.

The tahlil event began, all members of the congregation were ready at the house of Tari's mother to pray mbah, at a time when everyone was preaching to pray mbah, bude did not participate in the event. Bude prefers in the kitchen to pack up all the food left for stuffing the parcel box. Bude also includes all unused cooking ingredients.

Bude packed all the food there is not to make it look neat, but bude packing everything because it will be wrapped and brought home, during the process send do’a take place, and then, I don't know how many times bude went back and forth from his home to Tari's mother's house.

***

Bude's house.

After the tahlil event at the house of Tari, bude and his family quickly returned to their home without helping all the keriwehan in the house of Tari. Bude got everything he wanted today.

Bude and Pakde chose to turn on the tv in the living room while waiting for Udin to come home from work and enjoy the snacks they brought from the house of Tari earlier.

That night it rained so heavily, fortunately the tahlil prayer together was finished so it did not interfere with the activity that was planned.

Bude who paced from inside to outside his house, his face looked up at the end of the road, waiting for the child who did not come home.

By twelve o'clock at night, Udin had not yet shown his form in the house, if in accordance with the existing schedule, Udin should have reached home since an hour ago, he said, but until now it has not arrived either.

Bude's getting riled up for him.

A few minutes later, there was a knock on the door from the outside, swiftly bude to the source of the sound and opened the door. Sure enough the assumption of bude, Udin came home with a wet shirt.

“Aduh, kasian once the mother's son came home from work at midnight like this should be soaked”.bude grabbed the body of Udin mas and took him in his arms.

Udin was an adult, but Bude Slalu treated him like a child.

“Mas see your son, home from work midnight rain to turn blue his body”.

Pakde only looked at the child who looked cold.

“Try buying a car for Udin, let him not be rained if you go home”.

“Mobile? Money from where? You make it up, money from mbahmu”. pakde said with origin.

While Bude quickly tightened his seat beside the pakde and whispered.

“Mas why not just sell Mbah house, that is also your right”.

Hearing those words made Pakde smile and nod his head.

“Good idea”

***

The next day, after the forty-day event, Wanto Paklek is still at the mother's house and will return to Surabaya tomorrow afternoon, so did I who was still at home happened to have a red date so work was off for a moment.

In the morning, even when the mother has not finished serving food for breakfast Pakde Dar family has come to the house.

“There's something I want to say”. Pakde Dar coldly said that in the kitchen, not when he saw all his brothers still gathered there.

“What is mas?”, compact mom and paklek Wanto answer simultaneously.

“Separkan mbah already forty days, I want to treasure the remains of the Mbah that is still left in complete right now, mumpung still gather here”.

Maternal heart deg.

“Which mbah relics mas should be divided again?”. Ask mom in a stammer.

“This house?”.mother frowned hearing the sister's answer.

“Yes this house, in this house there are my rights and the rights of Wanto that you must share”.

Paklek Wanto is still silent, has not issued his opinion, read digesting the words of his brother

“In any religion, it has been explained if boys will get a share twice as big as girls, whereas this is what you girls even enjoy everything yourself”.

“If matters of property, bring religion, yesterday time mgurus anywhere?, is not it also the responsibility of boys”. refute Dance in the heart by holding all the anger that exists.

“But mas, this house I have bought from a few years ago, this house I bought with the late father of Tari, at that time was on debt by a decoleptor and could not pay. My treasure is gone, nothing can be sold except this house. Unwilling to sell this house to someone else, I bought it myself”. Replied mother Tari tried to explain in detail the actual events that happened.

“Where is the evidence?”. Bude doesn't believe what mom says.

“Where am I trying to see the letters?”.pakde back to face the words of the wife.

Mother quickly moved and headed to the room to pick up her letter and submit it to the pakde.

“Supardi”. yes certificate it on behalf of Supardi.

“This is the name Mbah Mar, so it is clear if this house is indeed the house of Mbah”.

“No mas, this house I have bought, just for the letters I have not had time to take care of the name”.

“The reason is you Mar, this is obviously still in the name of Mbah, that means this house is still ours with”.

“Just put it this way then, you just give me how many parts and Wanto already it, this house will be your right”.

“Hah!!! how can you buy this house twice, while you already bought it a few years ago”.

“You little boy know what adult affairs”.

“I'm a kid?”,

“Little boy your backbone all”. Dari pointed at himself, feeling so careless to face his uncle.

“I don't care, I want this house in for three, if you can't afford please just get out of this house, let me sell to someone else who has money’.

Pakde said all that so easily.

“True also mbak, what is said mas Dar, if mbak Marni still wants to stay here, mbak Marni can buy this house, or otherwise mbak Marni pay monthly or yearly only, then, kind of contract gitu”.

“I have to pay the house rent in my own house?” show them Dance.

Miraculous indeed these mother's brothers.

“Please think again how good Mar, which I definitely want this house divided into three so be fair”.

“Hay all of you talk justice while fighting over the inheritance that has been sold, yesterday anywhere when sick, where anyone wants to take care and feed”. Shouted Dance in the kitchen so upset.

“Already Tar, embarrassed if it sounds neighbor”.

Mom broke up the debate.

"This mom can't be kept quiet, they're just like we're family".