BECOMING HONEY'S SISTER
I WANT TO GIVE UP

The Goddess Union still persists that she is innocent. He tried to remind Ayu, but was not heard. But I think what he did was lacking. Uni Dewi knew bang Hasan and his family, even we were quite close as well, although at that time it was not as close as now, because in addition to one village, we were quite close, bang Hasan and I teach at TPA, which is led by her husband, she should tell when the incident happened so that bang Hasan can get help even though life and death is God's destiny, but at least he can get help so he does not have to go alone while enduring pain in the middle of a lonely road

Remembering it all makes my blood boil again. I don't know what to do. It all feels wrong. Demanding them, there was mbak Ayu who was currently in a severe pain, let alone, I even felt sinful to Yumna and mother.

"Mil, what should I do so that you can forgive me if you feel guilty?" ask Uni Dewi, after our long debate and now Yumna began to call because she had finished praying for her Abinya, so Yumna invited me to go home to her father and mother. He also can't wait to meet his grandparents and cousins.

"I should know the answer. What a reward for someone who hides criminal information when he knows the perpetrator and his victim." answered me, who was increasingly upset because the Union Goddess still feels innocent.

"Mil, let's just talk about this in a family way. I'm just a witness, don't demand more!"

"It's up to me to assume that, I still can't forgive you, let alone assume that everything never happened."

"But you also have to remember Mila, the kindness done by mbak Ayu. If it wasn't for him, your family wouldn't be able to live a decent life. The money he sends every month, your niece's school fees, home improvements. You can't get it for free."

"So the Union wants to count? One thing that must be known, Abinya Yumna's life can not be replaced with any money. Besides, if there's a Hasan bang, we don't need any of it. I'm pretty sure Abinya Yumna will take responsibility for us!"

There is no answer from the Goddess Union. It seems he realized that it is inappropriate to compare life with money.

"I don't want to argue with the Union anymore. We go to duku." I said. "Yumna, let's go home. We'll see if these people have the guts to take responsibility, not just replace it with one. He thought everything could be paid for with money!" My right hand held Yumna's hand, while the left one dragged the cloth bag

We both walked towards home.

From a distance of a few meters, we have seen the house of the father and mother who were built quite large. When compared to the houses of people in the village, our current house can be classified as large. Ma'am Ayu designed everything very well, not only preparing the handyman and financing, he also arranged it in such a way that the people who occupy it become comfortable.

The house was painted in white. The building which was originally just a small hut now stands very sturdy with four bedrooms. Even my room and Yumna's room were made with an inner bathroom. There is a family room as well. There is a garden and a small fish pond. Smenetara in front there is a small grocery store selling groceries as the livelihood of father and mother, although in fact every month Mbak Ayu has sent a number of funds, including, five times the cost of daily living so that every month mothers can save and invest.

"That's okay, grandma. Yumna and Umi are fine. We went to Abi's tomb first. We previously stayed at the hotel. Umi ngajakin Yumna sleeps in a big hotel that has a big tipi as well." Yumna's story.

"Yes already then. Let's go to the house. Poor dad, confused where to look. I'm even going to call the police" said the mother, taking my bag, and guiding us home. "Pak .. sir. Look at this, Mila and Yumna are home!" Call mom.

Before long appeared father, union Siti followed my nephew. They were very happy to see our return. Yumna immediately brought her cousins into the house.

"Mil, you're okay, right?" dad opened the conversation. The three of us sat in the living room. Uni Siti serves small meals and warm tea

"As you and I see. Mila's okay, kok." I forced a smile on my lips, even though my chest was tight. I wanted to tell you everything but my mouth was locked. I'm really afraid of missteps.

"Mila .. in the household, whose name is marriage there is only a test. Moreover, you and Inspiration do not get to know each other first. But choose the ta'aruf path before marriage. He also had a first wife. Of course there are more trials and it is not as light as your first marriage test. That is why you have to be patient. You have to understand and give a lot. Don't nudge a lot, don't be easy. Even though you are younger than them, but you must still balance. Must adult. After all you already have Yumna and soon will have one more child" said the father.

Deg. My reflex glanced at the stomach that had started to bulge. The feeling of happiness that was originally felt when he knew he was present now turned bitter. He'll be the glue of his father and mother. But how could I have been near or reunited with the man who became the husband of the woman who ran over my previous husband.

This kid, he shouldn't be present so I can easily walk away from their lives. I don't want to go back, let alone be part of Ayu's family. I don't want to!

This head spontaneously shook. Followed by the spilling of tears without permission. Why is so much of a test God has given me?

"Mila," mother rubbed my back. "If you want to tell me, tell me, son."

I'm shaking. Unable to reveal everything. My chest is instantly congested. Spontaneously I cried as much as I could, it felt like my body was really tired. I want to give up!