Three Years Different

43: DNA Test Permit

The morning was not much different than before marriage. When Lutfan was allowed to go to prayer with Abian, Mardiyah passed to the soup kitchen, to help Salsa and others cook there.

"Mr Mar ..."

"Yes, Sal?"

Salsa. "Sampean really ... same marriage Mas Lutfan?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"O-oh." Salsa was a little scared. Because Mardiyah's answer only agreed it was flat once. "Happy for the wedding, Ma'am."

"Yes. Thanks." Thanks." Mardiyah was again busy stirring the tea in the basin. Afterwards he asked Inayah to taste as well. It looks good, not too sweet. In the next instant, Mardiyah took a seat, momentarily resting on the wooden chair.

"Sir Mar ..."

Mardiyah looked at Inayah. "What?"

"Bang Lutfan .. why? Sa-sick what? How can't you walk?"

"Accident, Nay. God will be healed. Do'ain, huh?" Mardiyah smiled faintly and leaned back on the chair. "Let's take you, Kirana, Abian the same as the others make another walk."

"Aamiin, Brother."

Salsa's approaching. "Mbak Mar, the oil paper's gone. I forgot to buy. I-i-"

"I exist. In dormitory. Wait here," said Mardiyah who immediately stood up, towards her dormitory. But on the way he passed the woman's parking lot, he saw a car coming in. Maybe, benefactor?

Mardiyah continued her way up to the dormitory, she opened the door of her room. Quickly take the oil paper there, and for a moment it does not come out. In his view this whole room, reminiscent of his teenage years, where this dorm was newly awakened and where for the first time he slept alone without Umma Sarah.

And now, this room is not his. Maybe it will be occupied by Inayah or Kirana or others. Because she was married, her sleep was no longer in the dormitory, but in the room of her husband, Lutfan.

Ma'am, I'm married, the inner Mardiyah who immediately got up, passed away leaving the dormitory and headed to the kitchen again.

"Wes I'm the one who wrapped Mbak. Sampean was called the same Umma Sarah," said Salsa.

"Called on?"

Salsa nodded. "Yes. Sampean was sent to the office."

The dawn is over. When Mardiyah traveled to the orphanage office, she saw that the surroundings were still dark, the sun had not yet risen and the cold swept over the skin of her face and the back of her hands.

Cold, inner Mardiyah who began to step foot in the office courtyard. "Assalamualaikum, Umma."

"Mosur."

Not contributor. Mr. Gautama and Doctor Gumira came again, Mardiyah for a moment pecking, before his left hand was pulled by Umma Sarah until he realized, ending up entering the office.

"Son" said Mr. Gautama.

Mardiyah was silent, looking down.

"Let's do a DNA test" he continued.

Mardiyah took a breath and said, "If at last, I prove to be your flesh and blood. What are you gonna do, sir?"

"Stay with me" replied Mr. Gautama.

Mardiyah looked up-bravely looking straight at Mr. Gautama. "You didn't forget, did you? That I'm married."

"I didn't forget, son. You can bring your husband too if you want." Mr. Gautama paused, momentarily glanced at Doctor Gumira. "But if I may be honest, I don't want my son's life to end like this."

"What does Mr. Gautama mean?" sahut Umma Sarah's.

Mr. Gautama replied, "Must marry a cripple who-"

"Stop!" Mardiyah spontaneously shouted. He did not like the derogatory words that came out for Lutfan, especially if it would hurt Umma Sarah. "Please. Are you not aware? The place you are visiting now is an orphanage, this area belongs to my in-laws not your area or the area belongs to the Adiwangsa family. And if you can be polite, I ask you not to issue insults to my husband."

Doctor Gumira is seen rubbing the Big Brother's back. "Son, my brother doesn't mean to insult your husband."

"Then?" Mardiyah's gaze changed looking at Doctor Gumira. "I'm not deaf Doctor. I heard Mr. Gautama call my husband disabled."

From the direction of the entrance came the sound of wheels rubbing against the ground. Five seconds later, Lutfan was seen coming alone, without Abian, without anyone. So that spontaneously Mardiyah approached her husband.

"Lutfan, what are you doing here?"

Lutfan stared straight at Mardiyah but at the two people sitting on the sofa. "Gue wants in. Perhaps you can also welcome .. guest?"

"But--"

"Can't you?" lutfan.

Mardiyah pushed Lutfan's wheelchair in. "Can."

Umma Sarah's office is getting awkward and a little heated up. Lutfan's wheelchair was right next to Mardiyah, while Mr. Gautama and Doctor Gumira were silent looking at Lutfan.

"Please continue talking, sir, Doc," said Lutfan.

Mr. Gautam opened the conversation. "I asked Nak Mardiyah for a DNA test. Does Nak Lutfan allow?"

"Please. If my wife doesn't mind sir," replied Lutfan, staring at Mardiyah. "You ... want?"

Ye? mardiyah's mind did not believe the words that came out of her husband's lips. Did he not hear wrong? Lutfan used your word with himself? Ah, maybe just a formality in front of people.

"Now. If you will."

Lutfan looked back at Mr. Gautama. "This morning the test?

"Yes." Yeah."

"At Adiwangsa hospital?"

"Yes. It's okay, isn't it, Lutfan boy?"

Lutfan nodded. "Originally, you guarantee the safety of my wife. Because I was worried about the behavior of the sons of Rajendra and Abhimana, I heard that they were both unstable in emotions, I was just afraid that the two sons of the Father were hurting my wife. With the reason of anger because Mardiyah is the son of the father's mistress."

"When it's not, is it, sir? Obviously you know my in-laws first in appeal to Mother Cecilia your wife now," continued Lutfan.

Doctor Gumira said, "Son Lutfan, I know you may have heard my brother's words. But are you aware? That you're being disrespectful to your in-laws right now?"

"DNA test hasn't been done, Doctor. Why do you think my wife is your niece?" Lutfan's hand touched by Mardiyah his speech did not continue, he turned his eyes to Umma Sarah.

Mardiyah said, "After breakfast with the orphanage children. I'm going with my father and the doctor. If you don't mind, can I take my husband?"

She ... Would you take me? inner Lutfan who looked at Mardiyah was astonished. Why should I take her? Obviously this will be troublesome.

"Can, Son," said Mr. Gautama.

Mardiyah. "Then. Fathers and doctors can wait at the place to eat with men. If you don't mind." After saying that Mardiyah pampit by pushing a wheelchair Lutfan out of the orphanage office.

"Why did you take me?"

Back again as before, Inner Mardiyah with a thin smile. "Aren't you going to make sure Rajendra and Abhimana don't hurt me? Then you'd be easier to come."

"Ngerepotin lo later."

"Who said?"

"Gue gini you know."

Some of the children greeted Lutfan as he passed by the men's dining area. While Mardiyah just smiled in response and said, "Lutfan .. I do not want to go alone. Do you have to leave me alone?"

"What the hell! It's not a problem, Mar. I'm just afraid of taking care of you."

Mardiyah involuntarily shook her head. "I don't feel any trouble at all."

"You sure?"

"Yes. If I'm not sure I can't take you." When we got to the house of Umma Sarah. Mardiyah deliberately lowered her head, closing her face at Lutfan. "You, huh?"

"D-yes." Lutfan threw away his face, avoiding his closeness to Mardiyah. "For Umma. I want to come, take care of you."