The Thorn in the Family

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One week already, Tari is living her new life in a village far from the bustle of activity in the city. It wasn't easy for him to go this far, take the biggest decision of his life. Ending all the sweet love stories that he had knitted before.

Many times he tried to convince himself that this was the best decision for everyone. For Randi who can be fully devoted to his mother, to Rose and her son who can have a complete family and for him who will not be hurt again by the presence of a third person in his household. Heavy, very heavy when you have to accept the existing situation.

That is how life is, sometimes it will not be according to our will.

His hands began to tremble when he wanted to sign a divorce papers that had been prepared by a lawyer, divorce papers that he would serve for Randi, the man who filled his heart for several years.

Ipul looked pityfully at his mother, while the mother sitting next to him smiled gently stroking her shoulder. His head nodded several times as a gesture to sign the letter immediately.

And it's all over, ending with wounds and tears. The holy love which he had built had run aground in the swallow of circumstances.

“Yes Allah, strengthen me. I love him so much, but I can't share it with anyone else. I don't want to be a hindrance to her filial piety. For that Yes Allah expand our hearts everything”.

Dance began to scratch the black pen on the white paper that was on the table. For a moment his eyes closed and let out a long breath.

After signing the letter, Tari stepped foot into the yard of the house where there are many ornamental flowers there. He stepped with a broken heart into small pieces that were difficult to return.

Mom and Ipul sling glanced for a moment,”let's just mbakmu, let's calm his heart’.

In the garden of the house yard, Tari, staring at the nanar of their wedding ring, the ring that Randi first pinned on her ring finger. He smiled bitterly at her, sometimes he laughed lightly when remembering the moment of his friendship with Randi.

Now that he was holding his chest again, the rumbling came back suddenly but excuse me, it felt very tight very crowded extraordinary. Dance again crying.

A little while later, Dari, taking the phone in her pants pocket, opened her phone for the first time after a week of deactivating it. Hundreds of missed calls from Randi and thousands of messages from the same person.

His hands trembled again, while reading one by one the message.

“No, I can't falter for sure this is the best for everything”. His fizz in his heart, quickly take the sim card and replace with a new number.

“I and Mas Randi are done, yes we are done. I'll be dowager”. Ringis with a wry smile.

“I'm the woman who was in my own father-in-law’. Dance smiled at a glance, then she held onto her chest which felt extremely claustrophobic.

Hiks..hiks...

The crying broke again.

“Why Mother, cry?”. Risma who was playing in the garden next to the house began to be disturbed, she came closer to her mother, stroking gently the back of Dance.

“Mother not papa nak”.

“What is divorced mother? Last night Om Ipul and om who were there talking about divorce Tari and Randi?”. Risma scratched her head as if she was thinking, about what she heard earlier.

Deg

Dance's heart smeared upon hearing the five-year-old boy's question before her.

“Oh it's nothing nak”.

“Why don't you come here?”. A series of questions Risma, make the dance respond.

“Risma dear, we are on holiday here. Dad is working in the city, later if there is time dad will come pick up Risma’. He lighted up by holding back the crying that almost broke back.

“Risma here son, grandma has snacks for you”, cried Miss Marni, saving her son from questions that are difficult to answer.

***

Surabaya

One week has Dance gone from Randi's life, he's really like a lump of flesh without a life. His body is still alive but not with his heart. Almost every day without pause Randi visited his wife's bakery, hoping to find the existence of Dance there, but unfortunately Randi had to be disappointed for the umpteenth time.

“Mas Randi until when will ignore me like this”. said Rose slowly, when she found her husband sitting in the garden behind his house.

Randi was still, drowning in his long daydream.

“Mas Randi, until when will you be like this”, hiss Rose for the second time, and he said in a voice that no longer shrewd.

For a moment Randi turned to his second wife, looking at the face of the Rose, who then responded with a smile on the lips of the Rose. Randi got up from his seat, he stepped closer towards the Rose, which further rendered the Rose helpless.

Now the Randi tubes face the Roses, their distance is no more than three cm. Randi leaned more and more towards the Rose, reflex made the Rose close his eyes.

“Are you happy with this wedding?”. Randi's fist, right in front of the rose.

“Of course, I am very happy with this marriage mas”, he replied cheerfully.

“I promise I will try to be the best wife for you Mas”.

Randi smiled wryly at the Rose's reply.

“I am happy Mas, happy once even”, he replied with a smile towards Randi.

“Oh yes”, Tanya Randi smilingly looked at the woman before her.

“Please act as you please, never dare to set foot in my room and Dance, never change anything that Tari has arranged in this house”.

“One more don't expect me to give you an inner living in this marriage. Because I married only for the sake of a child that my mother wanted, and now that child is already in your womb. My job is done to fulfill my mother's wish. So are you still happy now?”. The rose did not answer, but her eyes were already teary-eyed holding back her tears.

“I married you because of circumstances and compulsion. Don't expect to be happy in there later"

"You who want all this, you who choose to enter into this meaningless marriage. You'll feel pain if you survive in these circumstances"

“As your name suggests, you will keep thorns all your life!”.. Roses have no power to hold back their tears.

Realizing something happened between the child and his son-in-law, making Ms. Srining could not stand her child's treatment of Roses. He came closer with an emotion that had penetrated his soul.

PLAQUE.