Ummul & Ludmil Story

UMMUL KNEW

The story clearly shows the red book Ludmil open. His cries were so broken when he opened the big two-door closet, black and white clothes for Umrah, tickets on the ten days before departure, now failed and perished, Ludmil became empty, because he will umroh alone without Ummul later.

Slowly Ummul sat on the big sofa, opening the book slowly for the sake of slowly it made Ludmil hold tight when the first sheet, inscribed the truth of the Ummul story.

'Bang, in a time when we have trouble getting kicked out of the family! living on the road, even had time to sleep under the bridge with our two very small daughters, until we are in debt to get a loan to contract in a tenement, in a tenement house, looking for a job that is often slandered! almost we survive and do not commit suicide for the sake of our two children, and remember because all must have the answer of all these tests.'

"Oh god, deck."

Ludmil was increasingly sobbing the memory of several years, he really could not be a good priest. Even Ludmil has not been honest about his story, the story of him when he was trapped by the agency. When he was right almost died, when he was almost desperate, help came from a woman. What Ludmil did not think, he had to wish a wife as good as Ummul because of a compulsion, which Ludmil had to do while there.

Ludmil had just read as soon as he had sobbed, his heart was so swollen could not continue anymore because of tightness, when reminded a dozen years ago he was really at the lowest point, he was really at the lowest point, so Ludmil desperately asked permission on Ummul to wait for his return, and make people who had hurt silence.

Even at that time he was much fooled by a good-natured neighbor, so that the twisted debt of hundreds with the name of Ludmil who was then fooled, so, until an offer of an agency when Ludmil became a broom in his home, it is not that easy Ludmil can be smooth to be a TKI in a very cold country and far from the word loneliness and determination, he said, his life slowly turned into what he wanted.

"Dad! even though for the past eleven years you haven't had much time! believe me brother wants us to be together, continue the old days. Even brother promised not to return, because the contract period brother is finished! but brother's heart is extinct, as if without you deck! brother can what? only brother should be called, not you deck! sorry for your brother's mistake during this deck!" lirih Ludmil's.

Fumala wanted to knock on the door of the father's room, which was slightly open! he could stand staring when his father was so sad. Fumala believes that her father is the man she should look for when she gets married. Fumala believed her father was struggling and loved her mother dearly.

A few years of graduation he often saw his mother crying, but that smile could not be lied to. But if he sees his father as lost, Fumala believes his father really worked for this stable life. Even Fumala remembered the words of her mother, although Fumala and Mila were not with her father, missing her childhood moments.

'Trust me son! your father's struggle is not easy.' the memory of the smile on the mother's face at that time, in the memory of Fumala the mother's message.

"So, why don't you call me dad?" mila.

"Crsst ... Dad's on the fragile deck! we're just saying Dad can't be found."

"ah! males feels, ahead. Ma'am in front of Maksa Mila, tell me to keep calling dad. He said earlier, Ludmil bang no neng? bete ga sis! Mila is suspicious, we know. I don't have a distant brother, don't don't ..?"

"Mila, mom's grave is still wet! Don't think that it's not. Let's get to brother."

Fumala came to the guest in front, while Mila who could not bear to see her father in the room, behind the door as if standing and taking a photo on the front desk, not only he who lost. But more precisely Mila herself was busy helping her brother for tahlilan later that night, let alone neighbors named asiyah ma'am and other mother's neighbors to help Mila.

Tomorrow is the day :

The day changed, until the seventh day of the late Ummul, and the tahlilan was completed at the residence of Ludmil. Ludmil plans to walk to the market, he is eager to open a grocery store grocer food every day. The time is still turning, his two children will not be able to do anything if until Ludmil committed suicide, although he had several times wanted to cut his hands with a cutter, but the priest Ludmil was still awake.

"Dad to go?" ask Fumala.

"Yy deck! I want to see the shophouse, make our effort. Stop by mom's grave. What are you doing, if you want anything please help masakin for Mila. He's coming home from school, right?"

"Iy gpp Daddy! Fumala was used to it, before also if there was in the house of Fumala who helped. Heart of hearts yes!"

As far as Ludmil was concerned, Fumala pursued his father while he was making an egg for a cow's eye. True Fumala could only make a practical one, because after evening college he would also work partime in order not to trouble his father.

"Geez! if you are far away, Fumala forgot again, mother yesterday came to see Dad. Kasian too, until the seventh day he can not meet, besides I also wonder who he is?" muttered.

Ludmil who was talking to a known person, he was interested in a shophouse. But his eyes were on a woman he still knew.

'Rahayu, ah there's no way I must have seen one wrong.' Ludmil's mind when looking at a flash from five meters away.

Ludmil rushed to the wife's tomb, then he did not forget to sprinkle colorful flowers, flowers and chant prayers right in his navel.

"Dad! brother's coming. Brother always pray we are always with deck, brother promises will continue to wait for the time when we meet. You know the deck, brother's gonna open a grocery store for survival. Mila the youngest is eager to become a doctor, even her nursing major brother will try to make Mila also successful." he explained.

With no reason, sure enough when Ludmil wants to move on. He looked at the woman he had seen in the market, right his eyes were no longer wrong to see all that.

"Wither! can you get here?"

"Bang Ludmil, I'm still patient you stay me so. I've been in Indonesia for a week, but your daughter says you're grieving. So I appreciate your dead wife!"

"Take care of your mouth Rahayu!" ludmil stared at the middle-aged woman.

TBC.