
I was held by my father.
"Son, if you were born an animal, what would you be?" ask dad.
"Wulan wants to be a butterfly, Dad!" my answer.
"Why do you want butterflies?"
"The butterfly is a beautiful, colorful animal so gorgeous, it can fly too, well" I replied innocently.
"Great son of father. I hope you can also spread beauty around you" said the father while stroking my hair.
"If you want to be what?", I asked plain.
"Father wants to be an earthworm" replied Mr. Hanif while grinning at his daughter.
"Hiiii, what's a worm anyway, Dad? Disgusted", I said shuddering.
"Not wrong, son. Worms are the most beneficial animals to humans. The worm lives in the ground and is invisible but provides benefits for human survival. Worms help fertilize the soil so that the plants can grow well. Dad used to want to be a useful person for others. For nusa and the nation. That's why my father wanted to be a police officer, but turned out to be a soldier. Hehe. But just the same, equally an officer", my father explained at length. I who do not really understand what my father explained just frowned while mangosteen.
I woke up with a tear seeping from the corner of my eye. I dreamed of the last conversation with my late father. Conversation a few days before my father left for Papua.
I got up and leaned my back against the bed. Tears flooded as I looked back at that moment. For the first time since that cursed incident, I didn't have nightmares but dreamed of my late father.
"Dad, I miss you. Can't you take me with you? Wulan felt unable to bear all this, Well", I murmured softly with tears breaking.
Today was Sunday, the day Deni would propose to me. I feel really unwilling. The sound of my mother knocking on my door so many times I didn't care at all.
Mom was busy cooking when I came out of the room to go to the bathroom because of the nausea in my stomach.
"You're finally out too. Please help me cook" said the mother who saw me heading to the bathroom.
I didn't answer at all and headed straight for the bathroom. When I'm done, I intend to go back to my room.
"Wulans! Didn't you hear what you said?", Mom yelled at me.
"Who said I would marry Deni? I refused from the beginning, Mom. Please don't force!", I replied flatly and immediately passed to the room.
"Don't embarrass Mom, yeah!.", I don't hear mom's nagging because I close the door.
I don't seem to be bothered anymore whether I help or not. He hasn't bothered me for a long time.
I was daydreaming when I heard a knock on my door. I've been locking rooms ever since I was afraid of my pregnancy. I don't want to be bothered by anyone at all. I went back to being a Wulan that was as bad as three days after the incident that night.
I was silent not to. After several calls and no response, my mother finally gave up.
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Mr. Darma and Deni sit in the living room chair of Bu Retno's house. Actually they arrived almost two hours late from the time they promised Bu Retno, but did not seem to look sorry from their faces.
"Please, Mr. Darma and Nak Deni are drunk" said Ms. Retmo, who carried a teapot filled with syrup and three glasses filled with ice cubes.
"Yes, Mom. We're just at the point. Deni seems to be looking forward to marrying Wulan. He asked for the marriage to take place immediately after graduation" Mr. Darma said without further ado and without apology for being late.
"Of course, Mr. Darma. Good intentions must be addressed. Sorry Wulan couldn't come to see you. Wulan again not feeling well, can be pregnant young like nausea and vomiting" said Ms Retno sumringah.
"Who's daughter, ma'am?", asked Deni spontaneously.
"Yes your son tho, Nak Deni. The four of you did it together. Or consider it your son. Soon you will get married" said Ms. Retno smoothly.
"Well, if this is the story Deni won't, Pa. Yes, if it's Deni's son, if not?" deni said without aling-aling. Deni actually wants to have fun with Wulan's body by marrying her. Deni seems obsessed, wants to wrestle Wulan every day. The fact that Wulan is pregnant is not a child who subdues Deni's obsession.
Deni's speech made Bu Retno aghast.
"Lho, how come this is tho? Nak Deni himself who yesterday wanted to marry Wulan immediately. Then who will be responsible for my son's fate?", Ms Retno's voice almost squealed with anger and disappointment. Though soon he will make a message with the richest man in this village.
"Well, how else, Mom. Masa' my son Deni wants to be the father of a child who is not clear so. Deni is too young. Just drop the kid, all right" said Mr. Darma lightly.
Then Mr. Darma took out a thick brown envelope from the bag he was carrying. Then he took out a pile of money from the envelope.
"I just came from an ATM, took a salary for employees" explained Mr. Darma. " This is for compensation for the actions of my son and his friends, also for the cost of aborting the womb. And one more thing, from tomorrow Bu Retno does not need to go to the factory. The money is also for severance and gratitude from me, because Bu Retno has served for nine years in my factory. I think Miss Retno it's time to retire." said Mr. Darma casually put a pile of money on the living room table.
Ms. Retno could not speak to see the money in front of her. Refusing is impossible. Want to accept, it means lost is the opportunity to become a prominent person in the village of Karang Gayam.
"Come, we go home Den", take Mr. Darma to his son without permission to the owner of the house.
Deni and Mr. Darma left Bu Retno's house, while Ms. Retno sent the departure of the father and son in silence. Silenced by not expecting to suddenly get a pile of money, the price to be paid for the sanctity of his daughter.
After the death of Mr. Darma, Ms. Retno immediately snatched the money on her living room table. Counting sheet by sheet of money in red. Twenty-five million rupiah in total. In her mind, Miss Retno thought fast. Will work where he is after this, he has stepped on 40 years. Companies outside the village of Karang Gayam certainly will not accept him even if there is a bachelor's degree held. The only possible job is to be a maid or TKW.
After weighing for some time, Bu Retno finally made a decision.
Wulan who was in the room did not listen to the contents of the conversation that occurred in the living room. Wulan himself was busy thinking about the various possible plans he had to take for his life. Wulan had no idea, her mother had received money to pay for her trampled pride and her chastity had been brutally snatched away. What decision has Miss Retno made for Wulan?