The Thorn in the Family

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“Let me just buy this house!”.

Compactly everyone in the living room turned to the source of the sound.

“Who are you?”. asked bude.

“I Randi, I want to buy this house”.the answer is so calm and relaxed.

“This house already has a bid and this is just a payment!”.

“I bought for three hundred million”.

Hearing the word three hundred million, made the bude's eyes instantly widen perfectly.

“Pak kasih only this person, quite three hundred million if the same sir Anto only two hundred”. Bude whispered to the husband who happened to be next to him.

“But what about Mr Anto?”.

“Ya in cancel only dong sir, so just kok bosok”. Bude's eyes rolled upwards.

Pakde began to negotiate with each other and with their wives, while the mother still stared confusedly at everyone in the room.

“Begini pak Anto, we apologize profusely, I did not sell this house to mr”.

“Can't be so dong sir, it's me who first choose this house”.

“But sir, Mr. Randi offers a price that is more expensive than you give us, we as the owner of the house have the right to determine to whom this house we sell”.

“I don't accept this kind of, it's like a humiliation for me, I first bought this house”.

“Quiet sir calm down, let's discuss carefully all of this and find the solution”. Mr. Lurah tries to minimize the dispute and calm those who are arguing.

“Pak buying and selling agreement has not been implemented, you also have not given DP a dime to us as a rope, just held the money just for foto”. Now bude spoke up, bude where to lose.

“I don't accept!”.

“If you do not accept, please leave this house, the door is on the right of”. pakde directs his hand towards the exit of the living room of this house.

“Basic duitan eyes, yesterday begged to buy his house now like this, basic eyes duitan”. pak Anto left the house with the money that will be used to pay for the house, do not forget Mr. Anto berated them before running around the room.

Mom just cried just can't say anything, after all anyone who bought this house will belong to someone else, his face back down.

“How about Mr. Randi, if you really will buy this house, I have chosen you as my buyer”.

“Tentu”. Randi thrust a black suitcase sized responsibility on bude and pakde right in front of him.

Seeing the amount of money in front of him made the eyes immediately sparkle, his hand was powerless to touch the money.

“Wait!”.

“Do not touch the money, before you sign all the letters of sale and purchase this house”.

“Alright sir, please maa for the sassness of my wife”,

Bude pursed his lips.

The village secretary again took a photo of the procession, and arrived when the signers of the letters, all immediately signed the letter of sale and purchase of the land including with the mother.

“Good sir me and others retreat first”. pampit from Pak Lurah and other groups.

Mother's house is still rame, leaving pakde, paklek and their respective partners, as well as Randi who is still left there reluctant to move.

“Now this house is mine, so please go”.

“Iya-iya sir, sorry we will leave here soon, we just want to count money only”.

“Come to my house, we share there money’. pakde stamped with a very wide smile on his face. His steps towards the house were so light once in a while accompanied by singing.

Likewise with the Wanto paklek, who participated in the pakde steps to his home, now the brothers are laughing to celebrate the victory of the legacy that he has dreamed of, he has been dreaming of, while mom was just crying in the corner.

***

Pure Bude house and Mr. Dar.

Now the two couples are sitting cross-legged in the middle room forming a circle by putting money in the suitcase right in the middle of them.

Their smiles emanated perfectly when they opened the stuffing of the suitcase, a sheet of red scenery adorned his eyes. Everyone in the circle touched the money so greedily.

Bude, who did not want the money touched by the Wanto paklek, quickly closed back for a while the suitcase.

“Bair I alone split it”.

‘Mas Dar, is the oldest child in this family, so it should be mas Dar got a bigger part of you and Marni later”.

“Where can it be like that?., everywhere we have to share fairly the money”. Paklek snorted angrily at the proposal made by Bude, according to him it makes no sense.

“Mas Dar deserves a bigger share, because it first suffered before you and Marni were born”.

We are both sons of the altar, both of us have suffered for our lives in the past, so let's share this money fairly.

Paklek and Pakde argue over the amount of their inheritance without caring where the mother will live after this.

“Already To, we divide these two money, I 150 million you 150 million how?”.

“Then Marni how?”.

“Halah Marni does not need to be divided is also fine, is not she has long occupied the house without paying a single bit, anyways she is a woman so religiously the division is also not to be fair with her”. Bude gave very misguided and misguided input, no matter which religion teaches such a thing.

Getting such advice makes the Wanto paklek agree, because it is what they see as the reality that exists, mothers do not pay rent and only enjoy their own property before in the present. They quickly counted the money in the suitcase and actually split it in half without thinking about mother's advice.

***

Mother's Home.

After the departure of her two brothers, the mother immediately breezed into the room, without saying a word. Mother was very disappointed and saddened by what happened to her, confused about where to stay after this where and how. While the mother has not given this news to the child Dance.

His hands began to reach for the big bag that was on top of his closet, putting one by one the clothes in the closet into the bag. Her tears did not stop dripping, occasionally sounding as much heartbreaking cries.

“Wait for mom where?”. Randi ventured into the middle-aged woman's room.