CUTS
Door Leaf...

More and more residents came to a patch of land belonging to the deceased Abu. Iskandar led the prayer as before while the father continued with the younger brother still focused on highlighting every angle that was considered suspicious. The souls of the army clung strongly from the father and son.

“Pak Komendan, how are you?” greet a middle-aged man.

The man still vividly remembered the face of the man who used to serve in their village. The residents know that Cut was married to the commander who served in their village first from the mouth of Mae when she returned home before marriage. At that time, Mae was looking for relatives to propose to the woman who is now his wife.

Rendra shook hands with the middle-aged man when his son and wife were praying fervently. Anugrah's hand pitched as if praying, but her eyes did not highlight any angle at the request of the father. After reading the yasin and praying, Cut greeted the residents who had gathered on the land of their former home first. The residents greeted each of the Cut family with great joy.

After feeling enough, Cut invites Mae to visit the family of the late Miftah. Mae had heard that Miftah's mother had been sick for a long time and could not wake up again. Since the father of Miftah died, his mother began to get sick until finally could not wake up again. He was taken care of by one of his relatives. Cut asked his son to drop off some of the groceries he had bought. Cut had intended to visit the mother of his best friend.

“This Cut, Mak Check. What Mak Cek remember?” cut began to shed tears in front of the old woman who was lying helplessly on a shabby bed.

“Cut kids Bang Din in Banda?”

“Iya, Mak Cheque.” Answer Soft cut.

Anugrah and her brother dropped a sack of rice, sugar, oil and eggs for the Miftah family.

“Why not be taken to hospital?” ask Rendra to the relatives who visited him.

“Long hospital, Sir. I also do not have the cost to bring Mak Wa for treatment.

“Not now treatment is free?” ask Faris who knows a little about the medical problems in the hospital.

The relatives still quibble for various reasons. Rendra stared less happily at this relative of the late Miftah. After talking for about an hour, Cut and his family begged him to come home. The tears of the old woman who was lying down were indeed stifling Cut's chest. Before boarding the car, he approached the grave of the friend who was beside the house.

“Assalamaicum, Miftah. Sorry I just came to visit you. Now we are safe. I can freely come back here even though my husband who used to serve here was a little afraid. I hope you're as happy there as we promised. We will continue to be happy even if not together.” Cut wiped away her tears as her husband's hand reached her shoulder.

“He must be happy there and hopefully the two of them meet again.”.

On the way home, Rendra tells how one of his members died while taking revenge on the rebels who had killed his future wife. “Amazing love story. It turns out that someone was the rebels in Mama's village first. Means Mama's brother is also serem huh? Kan rebel also.” Anugrah's curse made him have to endure pain when his shoulder was hit by the father.

They reached the town of Banda ahead of the magrib. After dinner, they talked for a while. Of course what will be discussed by Mr. Cek Amir is something important, namely the legacy of the deceased Abu. Mae herself has returned to her home. Mr. Cek has asked him to come back tomorrow because he will talk about something important.

“As long as you are still here then as Mr. Chek said before. Solve this inheritance problem lest your children not be entitled. Finish when Pak Chek is still there.”

“But it still has Rendra rights, Mr. Cek.”

“Papa can inheritance, Brother?” whispered Anugrah to the Brother.

“Not Papa, but the son of his sister Mama. The baby that our Father gave us that name. Has it been told, when you forgot?” grunts annoyed Iskandar who was replied casually by his sister.

“Yes already, Cut follow the rules only, Mr. Cheque. Cut also does not understand about inheritance.” Reply Cut.

“What kind of parts do you want? What is according to the rules or how?” ask Mr. Cek Amir back.

“Like us, we inherited a house for Intan and a shophouse for Faris because she's the head of the family so she needs a place to make a living. While Intan only receives a living from her husband so she doesn't need a shophouse. Because he was in Turkey so this house he allowed to be occupied by Faris as well as to look after us. While our land for the flat. As for the late Razi, we have given his rights in the form of a patch of land we waqfkan for the study hall.”

Cut seemed to think for a moment, “The land of the former house was to belong to Rendra because in it there was the grave of his parents and brother. And leave it like that, Mr. Cheque. Cut won't take it.”

“The shop and the land and the house above it? Farms and rice fields in the village how?” ask Mr. Cheque back.

“What if the shophouse was just given to Mae? And for the house, we just ask if he wants to rent the house or not? How?”

“Ruko and more expensive house Shophouse, Cut. Think back. It is true that he was like a son to Abu and Umi but he was not an heir. And not raised a child by your parents.” Obviously Mr. Cheque Amir. If divided according to the rules of sharia then Pak Cek who will receive a larger share because Pak Cek guardian of you because there is no Rendra. Had there been Rendra then her share was greater because she was a male descendant of a boy.”

Cut dizziness with inheritance division. Finally he decided to entrust the division of the inheritance to Pak Cek Amir completely.

The next day, Mae and his wife had come to the house of Mr. Cek Amir. There has also come an ustad who was deliberately invited by Mr. Cek Amir to explain the division of the inheritance. After collecting all the assets that belong to Abu and Umi then the ustad began to calculate what percentage will be obtained by each child.

“My father, the son of his deceased brother has not been found. So how?” ask Mr. Cheque Amir.

“Then the one who deserves a bigger part is Pak Cek because Pak Cek is the sister of Abu.”

After the ustad's return, Pak Cek Sama Cut agreed to divide in their own way.

“Mae, because shophouses and houses belong to Pak Cek then Pak Cek wants to sell the shophouse for you not for others. Do you intend to buy it?” ask Mr. Cheque Amir.

“How much, Mr Cheque?”

“20 million only! if the current market is probably around 50 million. But because you have contributed to building the shophouse then Pak Cek wants to give a low price just for you. As for the house you live in, Mr. Cek let you stay there for 10 years. Sir sure if you save and work hard, not until 10 years you can buy land and build a house. Moreover, the income from the shophouse was quite a lot.”

“Good, Mr. Cheque. But for twenty million money, Mae has not had that much.” said Mae.

Mr. Chek glanced into the hands of Mae's wife at a glance, “Mae, that shophouse can live you a lifetime. You have nothing to lose to buy it let alone the price is below the market price. Sell the gold you buy for your wife and children. Later, the results of shophouses you can buy gold again even more than now.”

“Iya, Mae. Brother as he thought with Mr. Chek Amir. In business, you have to be good at finding opportunities. The shop was never deserted because it was located inside the market. If you do not buy then I guarantee you will regret for life.” Rendra tried to open Mae's eyes.

Mae seemed to be affected by Rendra's words. He glanced at his wife who was also glancing at him. “That good wife that supports her husband. So is your wife. She must have supported you to be more successful and independent. All this time you have enjoyed the results of the shophouse tampa Pak Cek asked for the least. Isn't the time enough for you to collect money? And now you should be ready to buy the shophouse with the money that you have been saving in gold to your wife.” Mr. Cek's speech seems very sharp if you see the reaction of Mae and his wife.

“How, Marlina? If you do not give the gold to Mae's capital to buy shophouses then it could be in the future the gold you use will you sell also when you do not have a home and income.” Continue Mr. Cheque.

“You are not our family but kindly told this and that. What right do you have to interfere in our household affairs! My family just doesn't interfere in our affairs. Come Bang, we go home!!”

“Alright if you say so. Then from tomorrow, move from there!” said Mr. Cek Amir emotion to Mae's wife. In the past, he was the one who became the parent of Mae's side to propose to her but now met her.

“Mae, think as an adult male! Your door leaf is broken, look for a new one!” said Mr. Cek Amir then left Mae who was still fixated there.

“Come, Bang! Otherwise I'll go home alone.” Shouted Mae's wife from outside.

Mae looked at Cut and Rendra alternately. “It should not only be the trading soul of Abu that you learn but how to marry and choose a wife also you learn so that events like this will not happen. True said Mr. Cek Amir, your door leaf is broken. You better replace it with a new one.”

Mak Cek Siti said slowly staring at Mae. She had never once seen her husband insulted like that in public. Even if you do not like it should not be answered with emotion.

“The connection of door leaves equals this problem what, Brother?” ask Anugrah to Iskandar who is still there.

“That's a figurative parent to her child. It was also one of the stories of the time of the prophet. If his wife is no good, parents will say to their son like that. Which means find a new wife because the old wife can not be made a wife.”

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