
Looky.. I still can't believe seeing my husband who I haven't had time to greet, now he cries without a sound in front of his mum's grave which has been buried
'' it's the priest... Let's go home sincerely the departure of your mother said om Malik.
I don't know, let me still call her om, because until now my existence is still not wanted by their families
'' try you who persuaded her.'' tell mama to me.
at once I immediately turned to look at my mother in disbelief, why could my mother tell me,
While his self alone does not want to see me in the slightest, surely he will not want when I persuade him
'' no ah.. Ma, how dare you? Then there was Malik's om right.'' said I refused the orders of mama.
'' if you don't want to.. Yes already, let mama try.'' said mama.
we and our family helped prepare for Aunt Ica's funeral until it was over
even though my presence is not in want, what can be done, I also continue to be not far from his side
'' yes.. Already, if mama wants to try.'' tell me to mama.
Mama nodded faintly, she walked towards om Malik of course accompanied by papa
Where would papa die, even though for a second even though Malik is his besan,
Still papa is not willing to let his angel close to another man, a faithful husband
I don't know what my mother did there, maybe persuading the priest, because I heard at a glance the name of the priest
Not long after that, my mother approached me who was standing not far from the car that brought us here
'' let's go home.'' take your mama.
'' Come on.'' My word is short.
We also returned to the residence of Aunt Ica where we are now in the living room with others
While the families of his relatives one by one go home leaving us and the others
***
a week has passed, three days I was at the house of Aunt Ica helping every night in the event of tahlilan and takjiah, he said,
But my existence was not seen at all here, and I chose to go home after nightfall, and the night after a week I came back
And my mother died back here alone, look, there's only three of us here,
I'm really scared to be alone here, but whatever I can do, I have to hang on for a few days here before I decide to leave or survive
'' morning Hanum.'' greet my father-in-law when I make breakfast for him as well as the husband who never considered me
'' morning sir.'' said me.
It felt like my tongue was still stiff to call my father-in-law nicely
'' the priest is not awake yet.'' asked my father-in-law.
'' maybe not yet sir.'' answered me, because I also do not understand his current state
Just say hello I've never been at all with her
***
The situation improved when from morning until the afternoon again, until the time of his dinner,
To just bid her eat, I did not dare because I did not know where the room she occupied
'' why are you still here.'' he looked at me in astonishment.
'' why, can't I stay in a house with my own husband .'' asked me a little confused by the question he just asked me
'' aahh.. I forgot something.'', she said staring at the frustrations on me.
'' forget what.'' I asked confused.
'' forget about you, you can go back to your parents, because this marriage is not in want is not, besides my mother is not there, you are free to go where..'' he said while pointing at me
'' How about our status, do you want to scatter me right now.'' I asked seriously.
but he had not been able to answer, greetings were heard from the outside door, making me and he both turned towards the front door
'' assalamualaikum.'' greeting from someone I might recognize her.
'' waalaikumsallam'' said I walked towards the living room died in the kitchen
We were about to have dinner so postponed it for a moment because there were guests in front there
''' uh.. Sir, it's back.'' said I when the door was wide open.
I didn't think he was behind me seeing whose guests were coming
malik came in, but he wasn't alone but he was carrying a woman and a child,
Makes me like a fool, when I saw her, what is the truth of this, why can Aunt Ica die just a week her husband with the heart to bring another woman here
But after I om Malik has never been anywhere for a week, only today he went and brought a woman back
'' imam.. May we speak for a moment.'' asked Malik to the priest.
Hem.. Now I know his name is a priest, but I just watch and pay attention not to interfere with this family business
'' why did you bring this man into my mother's house.'' said the priest so loudly that I was surprised to hear his voice.
So sharp was the mouth of the priest to his own father, making me inexhaustible with those rude words
'' this is not my house of priests, your mother who hitchhiked here as long as she was alive, '' said Malik.
'' this is my mother's house.'' said the priest.
'' you misunderstood the priest, me and your mother made a pact when your mother asked me for help to acknowledge you as my son, and this house will fall into my hands when he has died.This house has completely become mine whole ..'' so cruel said om Malik to the priest.
Hahahhaa
'' this is what you want, well, I'm going to get out of this house without you driving out, enjoy my mom's hard work, but remember one thing, remember one thing, you and I are no longer related, and never come to me again, when you need my help.
'' hemm... And one more, take your wife from here, said Om Malik to the priest.
making the priest realize there would be me near him, he turned his head for a moment towards me
'' let's go, pack all your things.'' take the priest to me.
Like a fool, I followed what he said to me
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