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For the next time Yudha went home without taking his wife by his side. Embarrassed? Yeah, of course you are. Because the family must have thought that he had failed to persuade her back. But most importantly, Vita agreed. Now it's just a matter of time.
Yudha has arrived near the house by now. His mouth was repeatedly yawning from driving for an entire night.
“Where have you been, Mas?”
The message was received from my wife. Just new.
Be thankful that man because Vita asked him, means he was worried about her.
“Already near home,” reply. “Why?”
“Just ask.”
'Actually that's not the answer I want.'
“Don't take too long at home.”
“Ya.”
Yudha grumbling. “Yeah, short once.”
When many women like and pursue him, this woman ignores him. It's really incredible. She is an expensive woman.
The car arrived at the garage. The man dropped his suitcase and the souvenirs that Vita left for Umi Ros. Which consists of salak fruit, pastries, and typical Banjar chips that they bought together yesterday in the typical souvenir shop of the city.
“Assalamualaikum.”
“Waalaikumsalam,” answered the voice from within followed by the owner of the voice. “Eh, are you home, son? Where's Umi's grandson?” the direction of Umi's gaze was looking for the figure.
“They are not coming, Mi.”
After Yudha said so Umi Ros was immediately disappointed. Very visible on his face. “He won't come back here again?” ask carefully.
“Not want, but still at home.”
“Oh .. thank goodness.” Umi Ros rubbed her chest in relief.
“Ya let's go in. We're talking inside. Here let Umi help bring your stuff.” Umi Ros grabbed the paper bag in her son's left hand.
“It was a souvenir from Vita,” said Yudha told.
“What is this Nak?”
“Open it, Mi. Lots of food in it,” Yudha replied then asked Bi Retno to unpack the contents of her suitcase so that it could be repaired again. Separated from the clean and the dirty.
“So you guys didn't break up ‘kan?” Umi did not want to mention the word divorce, so he replaced it with the word term.
“Alhamdulillah .. no.”
“How, where do you guys want the reception?”
“For him here, but it's simple. Vita does not like crowds very much.”
“Ya already, later let Umi help take care of everything. In the building or at home?”
“Di Hotel only.”
Umi nodded her head. The two also had a video call to Vita's phone, because he (Umi) wanted to know the news and wanted to see what his grandson was doing at this time.
The baby boy can already smile which he can show off to the camera. His cheeks are increasingly bulging because of milk drunk, his hair is getting thicker and more active in responding if spoken to by his interlocutor.
"God is funny, I am angry with you, Son ...."
Before long, when the call was closed, they realized that another person had joined him.
“Eh, you're awake, Lif. Tumben,” Yudha said after looking back. Yudha asked like that because it was still very early in the morning. Still half five.
“Already. I am kafir.”
“Why is that a face?” yudha asked when she found her sister's face so grim.
Umi chuckles. “Still begging him. Yesterday wanted to be betrothed to Abah, but disappointed with the candidate.”
Yudha held back a laugh, “Why?”
“Do not say, Umi,” said Alif forbid Uminya talk. Shame to be more exact. But from his laughter he was able to describe what the candidate was like.
Yudha knew what the criteria for women that Alif had been craving all along. He has high standards. Not because he is far from his soul mate, but because he is too busy choosing.
“Success first Lif, later the girls will definitely approach themselves,” said Yudha gave advice.
“I've been successful. Much money. Home, car already have. Less what?”
“Less arrogant,” Abah interrupts. He came out of his room and sat down to join. The four of them enjoyed morning tea while enjoying the souvenirs that Yudha brought from his wife's hometown.
“But if successful men are usually the ones who approach, whose eyes are twitching,” continued Abah again.
“Means Alif must pretend to be poor so that women can be fine so, Bah?”
“Ya is not like that either, the concept is Bambang!” sahut Yudha.
“That's his name is soul mate!” Umi shouts the head of her second son out of anxiety. There was a ridiculous thought coming out of his head. “The fool came from anywhere, unexpectedly. Just like sustenance.”
“Always, you want to get married, you Lif?” ask Yudha.
Unable to be prevented, the head nodded on its own.
“Yesterday the same Deana did not want,” said Abah again made Umi laugh at how the look of the wry face of her second son. Clearly that kid doesn't want to be with him!?
"Guy me Bah ...."
***
"Nobody called yet?" nely asked his daughter, Rahma. They are in the living room at the moment. Rahma is still looking for job vacancies in the news paper.
"Not yet."
“How, has Yudha contacted you about the money?”
Rahma is still unemployed to this day so Nely repeatedly questions her. Moreover, the boutique is also deserted. Dad is retired. Their finances have been completely cut. Then there was nothing Nely expected other than the money.
“Already, Mom. Patience, again in the care. Can't go directly. All need process,” replied Rahma slowly.
“Mother sure Yudha fell poor and could not remarry after she paid one M money with us, let her be so.”
“Istigfar, Mom. Can't pray the bad. Fear of returning to yourself.”
“Alah like you are right to advise the mother of all.”
Rahma did not answer. But at least Rahma has realized that what she did yesterday was a mistake. Next, he will open a new leaf. He promised not to marry a married man.
Maybe that's why God punished him. She lost her son because Vita lost her husband. It is very true karma from God.
“Need follow-up on this. Otherwise, they will definitely forget.”
“Mother .. don't need. Just be patient, Mom. They won't forget. We're not starving, why come there. Shame, Mom. Embarrassed. Do not look for because again,” forbid Rahma to hold her mother's body who wants to leave the house.
“Please, you are nothing!” Nely shook his son's hand.
“Later, Mom don't come home. Sister Yudha told me yesterday, if you want to meet outside. Rahma has to make an appointment first.”
“Long him!” spray Nely. “You want to be fooled by him. It's just an attempt to make it harder for us to find him. I can't believe it!”
“Mother ..!” rahma almost cried. She was so ashamed that Mom went back there and tried again on her family-in-law.
“Mother, already, Mom. Let Rahma take care of it later. This is Rahma's business, not Mom's. This don't go, stay home!”
“Shut up!” snapped Nely while hollowing out her bag.
Rahma went back inside the house to pick up the cell phone. He contacted his father immediately who was outside, to ask for help. But just about to call his father, there was a loud crash and stuff fell from the outside.
Rahma immediately ran to see what was happening. His eyes widened when it turned out that the sound came from the sound of an accident.
His mother had been sprawled on dry asphalt. According to residents, his mother was hit by a gas-carrying motorcycle as she was about to cross the road.
“You're blind, yes! It's noon, loh. Where are your eyes placed?!” exclaimed the old woman refused to be helped by the locals.
“Sorry, Mom. Next time if you want to cross the road look right-left first,” replied the impactor who looks trembling. It was not intentionally. This accident was purely due to the negligence of this stupid mother.
“I help stand up, Bu.”
“No need!” refused.
“Come on, Rahma help, yes. Rahma said, don't come out earlier.” Rahma stretched out her hand.
“Diaaam talk a lot once you become a person!” Nely shook his son's hand, but when he tried to stand on his own, he couldn't do it. His leg suddenly could not be moved.
“Why, Mom?” ask Rahma to panic.
“Mother can't stand, mother's leg hurts.”
When Rahma revealed her legs, Rahma was shocked. He saw his mother's left leg shin protruding slightly.
“Mother's leg is broken ..” said Rahma sobbing.
Nely was instantly hysterical in the midst of that crowd. “Cannot be! Nooooooo!”
***
To be contiued.
You must be satisfied to see others suffer. Ngakuuu!
Because I am too.
