Almahyras
Section 13 (1)

...13: The Destiny of Every Man....

The pithy? Meaning ... Mardiyah child result .. zi-zina?

"Mardiyah, wait!" shout Alma. And as soon as possible put plastic cups on the wooden table and chase Mardiyah.

"Mardi!"

When one step remains, then pulled Mardiyah's arm. "What's? You want to know more?" mardiyah.

Alma. "No, Mar. I don't mean--"

"Try your mind, Alma. Every child ends up in an orphanage, not all because their parents died. There's also a dumped one, because the presence of a fucking fetus is shrunken by his mother's sudden."

Hearing that Alma shook her head. "Not Mar. Never sum up--"

"Conclude what? Summing up if not the name of a fucking fetus or an illegitimate child. That, you mean? Ada, Alma. There are. Me!" sentak Mardiyah's.

Alma fell silent to the face of Mardiyah who blushed because she held back tears. He could see that the beautiful eyes had been filled with puddles, which were as many as a second down wetting Mardiyah's cheeks. "For God's sake, Alma. I have no intention of hating you at all. But ... but why did you suddenly come and seem to take away all the property of others, Alma?!"

"What did I take, Mar?" ask Alma slowly.

Indeed, he felt crowded to see the state of Mardiyah so fragile in front of him. Even the net had been heating up - those tears were coming down the cheeks so clearly.

"Everything" said Mardiyah.

If this evening there is no event held on the field, it is certain that everyone will hear a great debate between the two. Alma wiped her tears gently with her left hand. Then he said, "Jafar?"

"Not just Jafar. Everyone, Alma! You take Umma Sarah, you make her seem to love you enough as an orphanage's only child."

Mardiyah soared empty laughter. "What's your life lacking, Alma? From birth to fourteen years you still have parents. All your attention can be unsolicited, and you may come to take it all ..."

"Less what, Alma?" mardiyah, again.

Alma breathed a heavy sigh. His tears had flowed more and more, it was hard to control this emotion. Why did Mardiyah say that?

"sorry. I don't mean to take it all. Sorry, Mar," said Alma.

It looks like Mardiyah is shaking fast. "No. Don't you need to apologize. I'm not asking you to apologize! I asked, what less is your life until all the attention Umm Sarah you take?!"

"Nothing. My life is nothing less" replied Alma quietly.

Again Mardiyah shook her head. "No. Your life must be lacking, to the point that you can't take away all the property rights of a child in a parlour-"

"Enough, Mar. I understand your life is suffering. But please stop talking as if I am not an orphan, who deserves pity. My mom and dad died, Mar. W-what do you think ..." Alma took a breath for a moment. He occasionally wiped his tears and said, "A fourteen-year-old can live alone without relatives? Did you also think before meeting Umm Sarah my life was all right? No, Mar! No!"

With the netra reddened, Alma looked at Mardiyah deeply and said, "All Mar .., all the people who live here, have a destiny that is as painful as you. So, please ... please stop, Mardiyah."

Alma said three seconds later, "You want everything? Take, Mar. At least I don't intend to marry Jafar and I don't want to live in a parlour-"

"lik! You lied, Alma! How ...? What it's like to be the son-in-law of a family whose heir-"

"Enough Mar, Enough!" refute Alma with a snarl.

"Astagfirullah. Alma, Mardiyah! What's up, son?!"

Um Sarah, that voice came from him. But it turns out that what came was not Umma Sarah herself, but also with Ummi Salamah. Alma forgot that this dispute was in front of the kitchen where it was almost close to the orphanage office.

"Alma" said Umm Salamah.

"Mardiyah" said Umma Sarah.

Mardiyah's right hand was pulled slowly by Umma Sarah. Either take him where, maybe to the office or maybe to the dorm room Mardiyah. Umm Salamah looked at him in silence.

"A-alma, please .. si--"

"Follow Ummi, Son," argued Umm Salamah. Then he took Alma somewhere.

In the middle of the journey Alma realized that maybe Umm Salamah would take him to the dormitory. But when he arrived at the dormitory of Umm Salamah stopped his steps in front of the library, he opened the reading-place - and Umm Salamah told him to come in.

"Sit down" said Umm Salamah.

Alma sit-down to meet Ummi Salamah's request.

"What do you argue with Mardiyah, son? To the point that you two are like this, and you know? Your voice was so loud that it reached the office. Ummi really don't understand, what are you doing?" ummi Salamah.

About ten seconds Alma was silent. Then he looked up at Umm Salamah deeply and said, "All is wrong Alma, Ummi. Mardiyah said, Alma took Jafar and Umma Sarah from her."

Ummi Salamah's forehead shriveled. "meaning?"

"Mardiyah likes Jafar and she is angry because Umm Sarah is paying attention to Alma. Though there are still many other orphanage children, who deserve the attention of Umma Sarah, compared to Alma," explained Alma slowly.

"O Allah, so Mardiyah likes Jafar? And he thinks you took everything from him, son?"

Alma nodded. "Yes, Ummi. But Alma reckon, which Mardiyah said was right. Alma's arrival here suddenly Ummi, even about the mandate was also sudden. Alma obviously took everything from Mardiyah as well as the other orphanage children."

"And about Mardiyah ... Alma thinks he can be a better son-in-law for Ummi" continued Alma.

Ummi Salamah. "Ummi told Alma you'd be Ummi's son-in-law. There's nothing else."

Alma looked down for a moment again. Then looked straight at Umm Salamah with sadness. "What because ... Mardiyah is a child born without a marriage-" relationship"

"No. Not because of that" said Umm Salamah.

"Then for what, Ummi? Mardiyah less what, Ummi? He had lived here for a long time, his manners to Ummi and Umma were worthy of praise. Alma was convinced, Mardiyah never insulted Jafar like Alma insulted Jafar--"

"Mardiyah is the future wife of Lutfan, son," argued Umm Salamah.

Lutfan's future wife?

"Lutfan came back here to be introduced to Mardiyah more deeply, so that Ummi's nephew, willing to marry Mardiyah without asking other things," continued Ummi Salamah.

Alma. No words to say.

"Mardiyah is getting married to Lutfan. And you're with Jafar. That is all trust," said Umm Salamah, again.

Alma nodded and looked down deeply.

This time Umm Salamah approached. He gently rubbed Alma's right cheek and said, "You're right, son. All the children who ended up in this orphanage, had a fate that was just as painful. Either Kirana, Mardiyah, Salsa, Inayah even you are the same."

"Lutfan and Jafar are the same. Ummi, Umma, Aunt Maryammu and everyone in any part of the world, must have things that are so painful to talk about" continued Umm Salamah.

Ummi Salamah's swipe down to the shoulder, then spread on the fingers of Alma's right hand and held him tightly by him. "You've understood Mardiyah enough, son. Never talk to him again, when your emotions are being ignited together. Because if that happens, your ego will be equally hurt."

"Not just Mardiyah. But with anyone," said Umm Salamah.

Note :

• This is no spoiler Mardiyah story.