
Fely and Raka were sitting by the fish pond behind Grandpa's house. Raka carried a bag in her hand that contained fish food. Sown into the middle until the fish that had been hiding at the bottom of the pond sprung to the surface.
"Mas, is there any history in this place ?" ask Fely.
"Em, yes. When I first moved here, I had no friends and no neighbors. I'm not close to my dad, nor am I close to my grandpa. They are like strangers to me. I'd rather spend some time in this pool. Feeding fish, fishing, or just sitting still while enjoying the atmosphere around the pool is cool and shady," said Raka told a story.
"Schoolers never play at home?" ask Fely.
"There is, but after I was Junior High. Papa sent me to an elite school where only rich kids could attend. Our game knows nothing of dirty. I lost my happy childhood playing with my friends in the village. Like playing kites, swimming in the river, playing in the fields. All of that I can no longer do after being here," Raka said grudgingly.
Fely felt sorry for the fate of her husband who felt deprived of his childhood. It turns out that luxury does not promise one's happiness.
"Emm, why does Grandma Arum only want to talk to your grandfather for four eyes? though I was wondering what Arum's grandmother would tell me," said Fely trying to divert the conversation.
"So, there may be something that is not good to be spread or must be guarded. Isn't it bad for others that bad? I'm sure Arum's grandmother must have had a reason for that" Raka said.
...Verily those who enjoy the spread of wicked deeds among their believers will have a painful punishment in the world and in the Hereafter....
...(.(.QS. An-Nur verse 19)....
"Emm, yeah, Mas. I hope everything is okay and I hope grandfather can bless our marriage" said Fely.
"Aamiin," said Raka as she rubbed his wife's head and hugged her.
"Oh yes, Mas. Try fishing dong, Mas. Let me make the catch!"
"Good idea, honey. Let's get started!" said Raka while standing up to take the fishing line and bait.
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"So there was a Debt Collactor who came to the house. Because they didn't find you, they asked Mbakyu to pay your debts. Mbakyu who at that time did not have money finally asked for a deadline. But when the maturity mbakyu still do not have money because looking for a job at that time is very difficult. Finally we borrowed on Mr. Darmaji as the first installment."
"For the next installment we still have no money. Mbakyu tried to find a job, but the washing workers' wages were not enough to pay installments. Let alone to pay the debt, to survive only our difficulties. Finally, Mbakyu was forced to sell the mother's father's house, in order to pay the debts you left behind, Mas," said Arum's grandmother.
"But, Rum. Every month I send a letter as well as some money to Sekar," refuted grandfather.
"Unfortunately the letter never came to mbakyu, Mas. I continue my story, Mas, I will answer where your letters are, ", said Arum's grandmother.
"After that, I handed the money over to the bank. However, the money from the sale of the house was not able to pay off your considerable debts, Mas. We don't even have a place to live. We ended up hitching a ride at Mr. Lik's house. Mr. Lik also found a job for mbakyu, which is working as a farmer in his paddy field Pak Lurah."
"A year and a half passed suddenly we got word that Mas Wirya died in Singapore and his body was not found. Mbakyu became very sad and discouraged. Some weeks even sick mbakyu and did not go to work. I also had trouble paying for my school, I ended up dropping out of school. Especially since I had to replace mbakyu to work in the rice fields for us to get money to eat."
"When hitchhiking at Mr. lik's house. Ms. lik treated us like maids. So when mbakyu is sick, I have to do everything alone. That's what keeps me from going to school anymore, Mom."
"Up to half a year passed, the son of Pak lurah meminang mbakyu. Mbakyu had refused it. But, mr. lik insisted that mbakyu accept it," said Arum's grandmother.
"Did he love her? it should be able to reject him!" said grandfather holding back his frustration.
"Of course mbakyu doesn't love her, Mas. Makyu still loves you very much. However, Mbakyu was forced to accept it. We can not tarnish the good name of Pak lik in front of Pak lurah, Mas. If mbakyu rejects it, I don't know what Pak lik will do to us, Mas."
"Pak lik scolded mbakyu all-out. He said he didn't know how to thank you."
Flashback...
"Sekar, you think all this time who gave you a job, ha? Mr. Kusumo has been kind enough to make you a farm laborer in his rice fields after I repeatedly persuaded him to hire you. You know for yourself I'm just his subordinate in the suburb. If you reject him, you are humbling him. You don't think about my fate? what if Mr. Lurah fires me?"
"Think about your sister's fate, too. If you accept Nak Edi as your husband you can certainly send your sister back to school. Mas Edi was a handsome young man, every woman praised him as a child, but also as a smart young man, just school in Jakarta. Sir lik did not expect that he fell in love with you who was only a widow. He will also help pay your debts, and your life will be guaranteed as the daughter-in-law of the rich and husband of this famous young man in our village. Mikiro ojo mung kanggo your crew dewe!" said Pak lik while sticking Sekar's head.
(Think not just for yourself)
Crying all night. He didn't want to marry Edi just to take advantage of her. Half a year ago, her husband died. There was a sense of disbelief that her husband Wirya was completely gone, because he could not see her body. However, at the insistence of his uncle and mother lik'nya every day, finally Sekar was forced to accept Edi's proposal.
Though without love, Sekar served her husband well. She performed her duty as a wife who was obedient to her husband. Luckily Edi also treated Sekar very well. As I said, Edi paid off Wirya's debts at the bank and also financed Arum's school. They no longer get bad treatment from his uncle and mother, because Sekar now lives in her husband's house. Arum also lives with them.
It didn't take me four months to get pregnant. This makes Pak Lurah very happy, because the baby conceived by Sekar is his first grandchild from his only child. Pak Lurah held a massive thanksgiving when the age of the contents of Sekar reached seven months. All villagers distributed rice with side dishes (a Javanese tradition, not to be debated)
Arum who was then assigned to deliver rice delivery to his uncle's house suddenly came home crying as much as he could after hearing the conversation of his uncle and his circle from inside the house. It was hidden to the brother because he did not want his brother to be sad.
"Astaghfirullah, Ma'am. What I just heard will surely rip your heart apart! I can't get you hurt! can I hide this from you?" muttered Arum upon arriving at his room.
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