CUTS
Mystery Box...

The day passed so quickly for those who were happy. After a lot of gossip from the people made Abu as a parent take a stance to forbid Faisal to pick up Cut every Sunday. Brand new meet if dealing with the wedding preparation was not only the two but with the parents.

A week before the wedding, Cut had moved into Mak Cek Siti's house. Abu and Umi had to give it up because the condition of the shophouse did not allow to do all the process ahead of the wedding.

Cut's days were spent with Rendra, Intan and Faris. As of now, those who were joking together in the living room were startled by the sound of people greeting.

“Walaikumsalam.” say they simultaneously.

Faris got up from her seat and peeked through the window.

“Who, Bang?” tanya Intan was curious because they were not waiting for a guest.

“Abang unknown.”

There were no parents in the house at the time. The number of shootings by unknown people makes anyone more vigilant with guests who come home let alone they do not know.

“No need to open, Intan was afraid.” whispered Intan as Faris returned to her seat.

“But I said hello, how is this?” ask Faris confused.

Cut got up from his seat and peeked back through the window followed by Intan.

“Kakak knows?” intan whiskey.

Cut just shook his head. “Who to find, Sir?” cut ventured to ask behind the window.

“I was asked to give this box to Cut Zulaikha. Is the person home?”

“From who, Sir?” ask Cut back.

“I don't know his name. He got on my rickshaw and asked me to bring this box here. He said from Teuku's friend Muhammad Ilham."

Degs...

“That's the name of the deceased brother Kak cut.” whispered Intan.

“Khalid.” Inner Cut.

“Put it there, sir. I'll take it later. Thank you.” Reply Cut.

“Sama-sama. Then excuse me.

"Assalamualaikum.”

“Walaikumsalam.”

Cut and Intan stared at each other with the same question in mind.

“About what is it?” faris asked after peeking through the window.

“Can't be a bomb, right?” reply Intan.

The three stared at each other without daring to take the item. Moreover, they know the sender.

“We wait for my father to come home. Let those who open.” propose Faris.

“How about the contents-..iiiii..serem.” said Intan made Cut and Faris look at him confused.

“You never heard the term love rejected shaman act?” ask Faris and Cut.

Plaque...

A flick given by Faris to his sister.

The debate between the two continued until Mak Cek Siti finally came home from the office. Upon arrival in front of the house, Mak Cek Siti was amazed by the box on the porch of her house.

Then, Mak Cek Siti called her two children to come out. Hearing the cry of Mak Cek Siti, Cut followed his two cousins.

“Whose shipment is this from?” ask her on Intan and Faris.

“Submissions for Brother Cut. But we dare not take it.” replied Intan.

“Why? Who knows from the distant family Cut.”

“If the family is far away there is definitely a name and sent via the official line instead of tipping through the rickshawman.” said Faris.

Mak Cek Siti subconsciously stepped her foot away from the box. “Phone Dad, send him home now!” the Order of Siti's Check on Faris.       

They choose to enter the house leaving the box in its place. Everything that smells unclear becomes something scary and avoided by every citizen in Aceh.

After the examination using the tools they brought. The box was finally opened and the contents made everyone relieved. A white mukena with flower embroidery on the end looks beautiful.

Plugs...

An envelope containing the letter fell when the face was picked up by officers.

To: Cut Zulaikha

Assalamualaik...

*Happy for your wedding. I pray that you will be happy with this marriage until the end of life like Inspiration. Forgive Brother for making you suffer so much, but that's all you do for your happiness.

Brother does not want you to marry someone who does not deserve to be your guide to the afterlife. Those whose hands were covered in blood did not deserve to hold a white cloth that was still clean. So too with you. I hope this man will bring you happiness throughout your life. I'm sorry that you can only give me this gift. It is cheap but it is halal. Now, Abang has calmed down because the promise of Brother to the late Ilham has been Abang tepati*.

I pray sincerely from the heart, may you be happy. And once again, forgive all the mistakes you've done to you and those close to you. Even though you know your mistakes are hard to forgive.

Happy new life, Cut Zulaikha.

Hopefully happy.

From: Servant of God

The officer handed over the letter he had read to Mr. Cek Amir.

“Sorry, Sir. We have to open it!” he said after handing over the letter.

“Which is Cut Zulaikha?” the question came back with an eye highlight that was difficult to interpret.

Mr. Cek Amir introduced Cut to the officer. Cut nodded his head slightly.

The incident that afternoon was enough to shake the housing around Mr. Cek Amir's house and the news quickly spread into the market area.

The discussion is still a hot topic among the market residents. Question after question came from everyone's mind to make Abu and Umi tired to answer. Likewise, Mae and Mak Cek Siti's family are no exception Faisal's family.

Although already know the past Cut, but for Kak Juli and Bang Adi it becomes a kind of material to disturb their youngest brother.

“You are not curious about the contents of the letter?” tanya Kak Juli is standing at the door of the sister's room.

“Sister, don't be childish. I'm not an easy-to-burn High School teenager jealous.” Tukas Faisal's.

“Jealous affectionate sign. If it doesn't mean you ???” sahut Bang Adi who was standing next to his brother.

“What are you doing? Stop bothering Fais!” ban Faisal's mother from her two children.

“You should be mature and set a good example for Fais instead of acting like an SD kid grabbing a toy. 30 Years old like a child. What do you want to be?”

Kak Juli and Bang Adi finally chose to leave instead of hearing a lecture before going to bed.

After the two children left, Faisal's mother sat on the edge of the son's bed. “Mother hope all the news does not change your mind to marry Cut.”

“God willing, Buk. Fais will still marry Cut.”

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