The Thorn in the Family

Bude Plan

“Pak how is this, the day of the delivery of the Goddess is approaching her HPL?”. Pure Bude was restless, he sat cross-legged in the living room with a massage of the head that felt very dizzy these few days.

The goddess of her favorite daughter-in-law, Udin's wife will give birth in these weeks. It has been three months since Udin did not work, as well as Pakde Dar, both of them are not earning. For now they only rely on the rice fields of Mbah as a pedestal to survive, unfortunately Tari and Bu Marni disappeared somewhere there.

“Pak!, don't just shut up dong! Help me think why? Do we want to eat the wind like this? Tuh son-in-law also live counting the day his son was born, where the clothes of the baby only no”. Geram Bude Murni, when talking to Pakde Dar, while Pakde Dar even fun playing his phone.

“You think I'm not confused either, find money where else after this!”, he exclaimed with glaring eyes for a moment looking at his wife who has a large body.

“Where is dong sir? Where your niece uses everything stop off, where her mother also comes along. Sir, how long is Marni going to get out of here? Look at my hands have been injured by knife cuts when cooking!”. Bude Murni showed his fat and short fingers to Pakde Dar, there were small injuries due to knife scratches.

“Yes where do you know!, now where are they you do not know”.

“Should Dance if there is a problem talking first to the family, so that can deliberation how to finish it, do not stay away like this, really good to run from the problem so aj”. Pade Dar said by replacing his activity playing mobile phones and looking seriously at his wife.

“Lha yes, if this is so we who lost sir, can not get a monthly ration from Randi, no family holiday event, no big meals when Randi visited here”. Bude looked up at the ceiling of the living room of his house, he remembered the togetherness of Randi and Tari which of course brought his family.

“That dance should accept the fact that there is, if indeed he is barren and cannot have children. Then he accepted willingly whose presence the woman was?”. Bude asked with his face leaning towards Pakde Dar.

“Mawar”.

“Yes, Thorny rose, that cheap lady's fucking bottom, how could she destroy the household of Tari and Randi!”. Because of that damn woman we're so hard like this.

“Should Dance just accept the presence of honey, Tarikan can choose to live separately with his second wife, should he be able to accept the reality of the shortcomings. Huft stupid once they all”.

“Should they accept each other! It shouldn't be like this. Tari should still be here sir! Duh if Tari and Marni do not return home for how sir? Our money is almost up for daily meals”. Frustrated Bude, when their source of income decreases with the departure of Tari.

“Where the number of Dance and Marni is not active anyway, Ipul was also a niece does not know himself, same brother himself does not want to tell the whereabouts of mbak and his mother”.

“Should Dance, also no need to return the house to Randi, why the house was not given to us alone. Aren't we his closest and best brother sir?”. Bude increasingly frustrated with the situation, he gently grabbed his head that was wearing rollers in the hair.

“Pak, let's think! Think on! Find a lot of money there, we need a lot of money today”.

“It also again thought Bu”.

“Father thought doang, no motion at all. Any money can fall from the sky with you just thinking about it without any obvious effort!”. He was furious when he saw her husband only with his chin up.

“What do I need to do, Mom? Tuyul monastery? Or just sell your gold first, later if Marni and Tari have returned to ask for a change with them”.

“Only play sell-sell, yes if they come back, otherwise?”. Bude glared perfectly, until his eyeball almost came out of his hole.

“Ya I just contact Randi, try asking for her money on behalf of Tari. That's all bokot”, replied Pakde with origin.

“Hah, wait..”.

“Wait...”. Bude's hand patted her husband's shoulder.

“What the father said is also, we must take advantage of anyone who is still left, including Randi. They are not officially divorced. Why not just ask for money from Randi”. Like getting a fresh breeze in an arid desert.

“Good Mom will try to contact Randi after this”. Bude moved out of his chair with difficulty, considering his enormous body, thus making his movement space limited.

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Randi's House.

Help me at night to give him up

The stars help me to keep him in my hands

From jealousy to suspicion

Because my heart is only for you

Keep your mind too far

I'm not that bad actually

All my struggles are behind you

Just because I don't want to be apart

Eliminate all

Suspicious of making it distant

Randi enjoyed the night by listening to the song and putting a photo of Dance wrapped in a large frame right next to him. Sure enough, Randi has been like a madman since the departure of Tari. He slowly imagined that Dari was by his side, accompanying his every activity after a tired day outside the house.

Like that night, he placed a large picture frame next to the chair where he sat enjoying a cigarette and a cup of coffee. His body was there, but not with his heart. The shadows of guilt and loss were so deep in his mind.

When will it be like this?.

I do not know let time and the Creator know.

Can it heal?

I don't know, the guilt and regret is ingrained in him, if by prostrating at the foot of Tari can bring him back here, of course with pleasure Randi will do. If by divorcing the Rose, can make the Dance back he will certainly do.

But unfortunately, Dari completely closed all access to their communication lines.

“Our relationship succeeded in child waiting, but failed due to the selfishness of dear parents”. Her outstretched hand caressed the face in the picture frame.

“Truly have we failed dear? Or did you just go away for a while to strengthen yourself?”.

“Please, please go home, I miss your face, your lost smile”. He grabbed the picture frame that was placed next to him, then clutched with a circle of tears that had fallen accidentally.