The Thorn in the Family

New Place

Randi's House

Randi was very frustrated, when Tari no longer answered the message, did not pick up the phone. Even he did not open the message that has been sent Randi since last night. His wife's phone is still active.

In fact, last night because Randi could not close his eyes even for a moment, he continued to think about Dance . A shadow of his togetherness with his wife so milling without permission on his head.

That morning, it was morning. The new sun shows itself just off the surface. Randi glanced at the wall clock in his room. Time shows at seven in the morning. Randi wants to see Tari back, he will persuade his wife to forgive and return to her.

He grabbed the keys to the car in the dresser drawer, then ran down the stairs to get out of the house that was like hell for him. His steps stopped for a moment when passing through the dining room, Rose was there just below the stairs, blocking his path, Rose smiled sweetly meaningfully at him.

“Mas, where are you going?”, she ventured to get closer to her husband, gently stroking Randi's arm.

“You picked up Tari”, replied Randi by giving a sweet smile to his second wife. Which actually makes the smile of the rose dim instantly.

“Didn't say Mama, Mas Randi and Tari will divorce”. The swish of Roses was right in front of Randi, which made him wrath again.

“Listen well, I will never divorce Tari, I love her so much, don't expect you to be able to replace her position in my heart”. Tukas Randi with his feet out of the house, he was reluctant to greet his mother, he also left the breakfast routine with her.

Ms. Srining, approaching her daughter-in-law, a sad face stroke emanated perfectly on the face of the Rose. He squeezed his hand and washed his face.

“Have not been sad, just leave Randi like that first, he is repairing his heart. You better rest first" said Ms. Srining slowly.

The rose followed every command of her father-in-law, now they are both having breakfast. Mr. Nario is also not seen at the dining table. Since the departure of Tari, from their home he is more worthy of his own. Like Randi, Mr. Nario was so lost, he already considered Dance like his own child.

***

It was still very late, even the sun still did not show the light, the sound of the night was still felt but the day had changed. Miss Marni glanced at the clock in the bakery production room, she saw two large suitcases that had been ready since last night.

“Are you sure son by this decision?”, he glanced at his daughter who was sitting, tidying up a few pieces of clothes.

“My decision is final Ma'am, I'll be separated. Please forgive me for not being a good boy. I can't defend my household with Mas Randi”. His eyes were back in tears despite trying to toughen up.

Ms. Srining approached, trying to give strength to her son by hugging his daughter who was no longer small.

“Lantas where are you going, nak?”.

“I'll be gone for a while, I'll go to a foreign place that no one recognizes me. I want to temporarily live a quiet life”.

“Can I come with you son?”.

“Tar, the house in the village was Randi's house, our house that had been bought by Randi when your father sold the house again”. Dance fell silent again, she tried to think.

“Alright Mom, let's go together. We return all the property that is not our right to the one that has”.

Mom smiled, she wanted to stay with her son, next to him whatever he was facing. Including back fighting from the beginning had nothing.

“For a while, let Ipul manage this store, currently only this store one of our source of income”. Dari looked at her mother inside, as if as a gesture of apology for bringing her mother back in a circle of distress.

“No boy, don't be like that. This is more than enough. Let's open a new sheet in this life”.

Now two women of different generations have prepared with all the equipment available. Risma was still reluctant to open her eyes, Ipul carried her to a car that had been ordered specifically to take her away.

The wheels of the car have begun to turn, rubbing against each other with the road splitting the afternoon road. Dance really went away leaving the bustle of Surabaya, he pulled over healing all the hurt and the whack.

***

Suka Maju Village

The dance.

I felt an aura of comfort when I first set foot here. Looks like I'll settle down to stay here. I don't know, maybe because the atmosphere is peaceful, far from the frenetic life of the city. The neighbors are also very friendly. They didn't bother my personal life, or ask me why I moved here.

I chose to rent one of the houses that had been unused for a long time, the old house typical of the village with a spacious yard and a variety of plants on the right and left side. At the back of the yard is also still a large land, there are many banana trees growing there. Although far from luxurious, but this house is enough to make me feel alive again after a long drama in my life.

Maybe in the future I will make cakes and sell here, to increase income to meet the needs of the family. I can use those bananas for chips or cookies.

We haven't set foot here in a week. There was nothing to worry about, it seemed like Risma and Mother were also at home to stay here. Thank God, Risma finally also had many friends here, I started to re-enroll the school for her. Whatever happens Risma deserves the best education.

All sorts of things about me and Mas Randi I have released, I return everything that is not my right, I just leave the bakery that is being managed by Ipul, as the main source of income. The shop was my personal work while I was still working.

I also leave all my parting business to Ipul and the existing lawyer. I was reluctant to set foot in Surabaya again. I'm going to start my new life here with people who genuinely love me without any lies being covered up.

I hope God will give a more beautiful story after this, because I believe fa inna ma’al-’usri yusro bring God's promise it must be “Because after difficulties there will definitely be ease.

Dance smiled, she stared at the expanse of green rice fields in front of her house, for a moment she closed her eyes. Try to breathe as much air as he can. His hands were stretched out enjoying the coldness that crossed his body.