The Thorn in the Family

Son-in-law And In-Law

“Think quietly Ran, you do not want a Rose, but Papa please think also about the fate of your child. He is completely innocent and another one you must remember, if he deserves to be happy”. Tukas Pak Nario and quickly got up from his seat leaving Randi.

Randi bowed lethargic for the fate that befell him. Farewell is not part of his dreams.

“Yes Allah don't punish me like this”. He fell to his knees on the floor crying.

“Fight your love if it can get you back to life. Bring your wife back to the palace you built. But before that, solve your problem. Papa knows you're the responsible kid"

Mr. Nario, again passed by in Randi's room, and said all that with great emphasis.

Hearing the words of the Papa, which is true to make Randi rise, he stood up and grabbed the keys to his car. Now he is back to looking for his wife.

All corners of the city he came’i including places that often Tari visited, but unfortunately the results are nil. He did not find any dance there. Randi even checked almost all hotels in Surabaya to find out the whereabouts of his wife, again he had to swallow disappointed because he did not find his son and wife there.

Many times he came to the bakery, but all the employees compactly said that the store owner had not been there for several days.

Randi is tired, but he is not desperate.

Randi parked his car away from the bakery, but he was still able to clearly observe every visitor who came and went to the store.

His eyes scanned every person who went back and forth to stop there. The day began evening, visible from the expanse of orange color that began to fill the sky horizon. Sholawat introduction magrib began to roar, soothing strains pervaded the soul.

Astaghfirullh Robbal baroyaah, Astaghfirulloh minal khothoyah Rabbi zithni ilmannafii’aa wawaffiqni A’malaan sholikha.

Yes Roshullaloh hail munalaika Ya rofi’asyaniwaddaarojii. Athfatayajii rotal’alaamii. Yes uhailaljudiwalkaromi yes uuhailaljudiwalkaromi.

Ngawiti ingsun nglara syi’an muji pareng paring Kang paring rohmat and enjoyment Rino wine tanpo

Duh bolo konco prio wanito Ojo mung naji syare’at bloko Gur pinter fairy tale lan moco Tembe mburine will sangsoro Tembe mburine will sangsoro.

He closed his eyes, enjoying every soothing temple of sholawat for everyone who heard it. Quite ferocious, his heart began to calm down again even though the rumble was still so big.

Randi re-opened his eyes, when the sholawat was over, his eyes were back on the bakery in front of him, he scanned back every person who went in and out.

Dance where you love, I miss you so much, forgive me for this mistake, please do not punish me like this.

Now his eyes again saw the number of people who visited in his wife's roi shop, he observed every woman who stopped there.

Randi's eyes were perfect.

“The woman, her shirt. Her veil is very familiar”, she got out of her car to clarify her view.

And...

Is correct.

Women hooded army with a simple black robe, with the same style of hijab.

Dari....

Randi sobbed, without thinking long he quickly came to the bakery, no matter the direction of the employees who tried to prohibit entry. Randi was still in the cold to go in and see his wife.

“I am the husband of the owner of this store, hopefully you all do not forget about it!”, said Randi with annoyance when his presence was halted by employees there.

Realizing there was a commotion below, make Dari quickly descend and let Risma, still on top to learn.

“Mas Randi”, There is a sense of happiness and also disappointed when seeing the presence of her husband. Dari quickly accelerated his steps toward Randi, he did not want there to be a commotion in his shop.

Dari quickly gave a code for him, to follow him to the back garden.

Randi happily followed his wife's orders. Both are in the back garden of the shop. The atmosphere was so awkward, that each breath could be heard clearly.

“Honey, I want us to be like we used to be”. Sandy opened a silence between them.

“After what you did to me?”.

“I'm sorry, I have to how to make you forgive me”.

“Unfortunately I have not been able to forgive”. Dance was reluctant to stare at her husband, she was so indifferent.

“I'll divorce the Roses, I want us to be as ready as ever, gathered together. I love you so much, baby. I don't love Roses at all, nor do I want her presence in our midst”.

“That's impossible, you don't have to bother divorcing your new wife. My decision is round. Please appreciate it”.

Dance left just like that leaving Randi, who was still sitting in the garden behind the shop. Again Randi had to be disappointed with the situation.

***

Ms. Srining, could not bear to see the condition of the Rose, who had been reluctant to eat since yesterday and just cried in the room. She was so afraid that something bad happened to her grandson, so Bu Srining ventured to come to Tari, even though she was hesitant at first, but for the good of his son and grandson he stepped in to meet Tari.

Very early in the morning, Ms. Srining, already at the bakery, she could easily enter there, because all the shop employees knew her. Although initially lazy to meet, but Tari tried to welcome his presence so well.

The dance was still the same, he kissed the middle-aged woman's hand, and allowed her to sit down. Dari also asked his employees to make drinks and also served his favorite brownie cake in-laws.

Quiescent.

Miss screening, still silent, she had not dared to say a word.

“What's up?’. Dance opened the conversation by looking in Bu Srining's eyes.

“Tari, Mama would like to apologize for everything Mama has done to you”.lirih her voice so soft almost inaudible.

Quiescent

Dari refused to answer that statement.

“Tar, you know if Randi is Mama's only child. Mama loves her and Mama so much..”. Ms. Srining squeezed her hand.

“And Mama, want the best for Mama” children, said Dance so fast and cold.

“Sat is the best for Randi is Mawar”. Desis Bu srining.

Dari laughed wryly at the words of her in-laws.

“Why? Is it because I can't get pregnant, she is pregnant with Randi's child?”, replied Tari again full of emphasis.

“What do you want Mama?"

Ms. Srining looked down not daring to look at her daughter-in-law. He then spoke softly even barely audible.

"Leave Randi Tar. He deserves to be happy with the Rose and his son"

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