Three Years Different

110 (1): Trying to Trust Rajendra.

Week pass.

Azan at dawn today. Mardiyah received a short message from social media with the box logo. When he opened it, it was clear Rajendra's name was there. Mardiyah paused for a moment, then clicked on the message.

rajendraadiwangsa_

So then?

^^^Jadi.^^^

rajendraadiwangsa_

Need driver?

^^^No.^^^

^^^Meet where?^^^

rajendraadiwangsa_

Jyotika Ira's.

^^^[viewed]^^

Sawai Mardiyah was put back on the table. It opens the closet, choosing clothes that are not too mopping the floor. After discovering it, he walked to the bathroom, and changed his clothes there.

Fifteen seconds later someone knocked on our door from the outside. He was sure it was Lutfan. Because as usual, if entering the room now her husband always knocks first.

"Mar's? You're in the bathroom?"

Mardiyah replied in a slightly loud voice. "Yes. A moment."

Mardiyah immediately used the robe. After that, get out of the bathroom and see Lutfan is ready to face the mirror.

"Rajendra says where to meet?" ask Lutfan.

"Jyotica Ira."

"Yes already. We're leaving now."

Mardiyah approached. "Grandma's ready?"

"He did not come. We'll just video, or if not later we'll video call."

Lutfan's answer really made Mardiyah sad. So Grandma Aisha's decision was not to come? Why is he still angry? All of Mardiyah explained.

"Mar, come on," continued Lutfan.

📍 Jyotika Ira's.

Mardiyah instantly memorized with Rajendra's car parked neatly in the usual place. The black BMW he was driving with Lutfan, he stopped right next to Rajendra's car. He wanted to be with Abhimata as well, but because of a sudden meeting Abhimata failed to come along.

Lutfan looked to the left. "This is his car, right?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Let's get out."

Mardiyah. "I'll pick him up. You wait here---"

"Not to pick him up. That, the trunk of his nose is visible." Lutfan's eyes looked at Rajendra who was walking here in a black suit and matching pants. He's like a sane man. May his soul this time really sane again, he continued in his heart.

Dugs. Dugs.

Rajendra knocked on the windshield several times, until Mardiyah opened it.

"Oh? Same grandson Kiai Bashir turned out," said Rajendra, whose eyes immediately turned to look at Mardiyah. "Get in my car."

"Well? The car itself can't, huh?" suhut Lutfan's.

Rajendra stared flat for a moment. "Talk a lot."

"If I were going to kill you*nuh you two, I would do it at night. And without asking to meet in Jyotika Ira, which is clearly a protective nest for your wife" Rajendra said, calling the inn Mama Cecilia is a protective nest.

Mardiyah's hand raised to Lutfan's. "We got in her car, huh? Please, this time, Lutfan."

"Mar, if he's a macem-macem---"

"Lutfan, O Allah .. I beg you, this time just don't think that's not it." Mardiyah pulled Lutfan's hand on her lap. "If he messes with you. There are cctv in Jyotika Ira as well. Dad and Mama Cecilia will definitely teach Rajendra a lesson. So, please ... This time just accompany me."

"Thank you, Lutfan."

📍 Cemetery.

Rajendra walked ahead of him. Mardiyah pushed Lutfan in a wheelchair. All three, no one spoke to each other. The atmosphere of the cemetery was quiet, there was only a gust of wind that swept the instant veil used by Mardiyah.

This road is safe. Since this is asphalt, it has not yet entered the grave ground. Until a few minutes passed Rajendra stopped near the trees, he turned to look at Mardiyah.

"We go in there." Rajendra's eyes were staring at the wheelchair. "But without a wheelchair."

Mardiyah. While Lutfan immediately said, "Away?"

"Fifteen steps, maybe," replied Rajendra who immediately stepped in regardless of the couple.

"No pa-pa. I'm waiting here. I see from here," said Lutfan who looked at Mardiyah's worried face.

"Aren't you sure I'm staying?"

"Yes, Mar. No pa-pa. I can see you from here."

Mardiyah was silent for a moment. "Yes already. I'll go there first."

From a distance Mardiyah could clearly see that Rajendra was stopping in front of the cemetery. But after a few seconds a middle-aged man approached Rajendra, then gave his sister black plastic.

What is a flower? inner Mardiyah.

"Look" said Rajendra when he realized Mardiyah's footsteps stopped beside him. "Tomb the woman who hurt my mother."

Deg.

Mardiyah knew forgetting someone's mistakes wasn't easy. But why is Rajendra's hatred ingrained? Mama Cecilia alone was able to apologize to Mr. Gautama, and maybe. Because Mama Cecilia had accepted herself as a child. As for Rajendra, the way he talks has changed quite a bit. I mean Mardiyah, Rajendra is a little friendly. Not as rude and insulting as the initial meeting in Jyotika Ira. Although still, the mouth of the man in front of him was disrespectful.

"Zanitha, right, her name?" rajendra said, again.

Mardiyah fell silent at the mother's headstone. In his heart he said that this was impossible. Is this really Mom's grave? I ... book? by sitting down. The black glue hits the ground, followed by a tiny hand holding a headstone.

"Mother ..."

Rajendra clenched his right hand when he heard a weak voice from Mardiyah.

"If it wasn't for Mom's request. I won't go with you" said Rajendra slowly. "So, make amends to my mom."

Mardiyah nodded slowly.

"Rajendra .. can you please leave me alone?"

Rajendra slightly lowered his head, putting a black plastic containing flowers beside Mardiyah. He complied with his sister's request, to be left alone.

From a distance Lutfan saw Rajendra walking here and left Mardiyah herself who was sitting together. He understood his wife must be crying, but how could Mardiyah immediately believe without asking the truth whether the tomb was the final resting place of her in-laws?

The information Rajendra gave us could have been wrong. Or this man could have been pretending to change the name of the headstone and others.

"I'm going home" said Rajendra, who was leaving the funeral.

"Wait."

Rajendra stop. He turned to look at Lutfan, as if asking, what's wrong?

"Is it true that the tomb was the tomb of Mardiyah's mother? Where's the information you got? I'm not like Mardiyah who can believe that fast" Lutfan explained.

Rajendra stared at Lutfan. "Who asked you to believe?"

God fucking. He can't be talked to, upset inner Lutfan. He sighed and looked back at Rajendra. "I asked as Mardiyah's husband."

"What care am I?" Rajendra turned around again, about to leave. But before that he said, "Fifteen more minutes, your pickup car will come."

"Rajendra!" Lutfan's upset.

"Don't say much, boy." Rajendra looked a little. "It is better to pray for the tranquility of your in-laws."

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Note: part 110 I might make (1) (2) (3)