ENDLESS HALLWAY
CHAPTER 38: HAPPINESS IN LIFE

That night Rahmawati sat in her spacious yard and decorated with various kinds of flowers and green grass, on the left side of Rahmawati there are mountains. Rahmawati's eyes stared straight at a distant place, she smiled, as if in a distant place there was something that pleased her.

It was true that Farel's sympathetic and charming smile appeared in that distant place.

"Rahma, what are you daydreaming about?" The voice of the woman behind Rahmawati. Rahmawati was surprised and she looked over.

"Oh! Mom!" Rahmawati cried with a smile. "Rahma is not daydreaming about anything!" Further.

"Don't lie!" His mother sat next to him. "So mamah saw Rahma smiling to herself, could it be that Rahma was imagining your girlfriend's face?" His mother smiled softly.

"Where did the boyfriend come from?" Rahmawati pouting.

"Jawab alone." His mother still smiled softly. "Better Rahma to be frank, so that mamah can come to think." Continue momahnya.

"So afternoon Rahma met a young man ...!" Rahmawati said what happened.

"Oh! May so!" his mother smiled, but, suddenly, his mother frowned and said: "There is no prohibition for Rahma to get acquainted with the young man, but, Rahma will know the nature of your papah!" His mother shook her head.

"Is he unhappy if I hang out or get acquainted with poor youth?" Rahmawati widened her eyes.

"Yes!" Answer mom.

"Rahma knew that." Rahmawati. "However was Rahma wrong if Rahma had met the young man?" Tanya Rahmawati later.

"Rahma is innocent, but, your papah custom does Rahma know for herself." His mom breathed. "Your father doesn't want to have a poor man's daughter-in-law, that's something you should pay attention to." Obviously again.

"Yes!" Rahmawati lowered her head. "Oh yeah! Mamah, Dilla's home yet?" Ask Rahmawati.

"Not yet!" His mom took a breath. "Your sister used to go to her friend's house" Her mother shook her head. "Sometimes also like to go home at night!" His mother explained.

"Isn't that forbidden?" Ask Rahmawati.

"No!" His answer was brief.

"Why?" Ask Rahmawati briefly.

"Your father loved her so much that she was rarely taken care of!" His mom breathed.

"If Dilla could do so, why could Rahma not meet the poor?" Rahmawati.

"Because your papah thinks that Dilla often goes to the rich man's house, then your papah lets." Clearly again.

"If Dilla were to go to the house of the poor, would papah forbid her?" Ask Rahmawati.

"Maybe!" His mom looked at him. "But, there's no way Dilla will ever get acquainted with that poor, papah-like character of yours." Clearly he's back.

"Let Rahma be friends with Farel, however!" The words of Rahmawati.

"Rahma, aren't you afraid of your papah, angry?" Ask mommy.

"Rahma has the freedom to choose for the happiness of Rahma, Mah!" Rahmawati.

"Hopefully your papah won't find out you've been friends with a poor young man!" Show her mom again.

"Hopefully so!" Rahmawati.

"Rahma, don't sit here, you'll catch a cold!" Speak lovingly. "Get in the house!" Further.

"Yes, Mah!" Rahmawati got up from the concrete bench she waited for a while, after her mother entered the house.

"What will happen Rahma remains friends with Farel!" Rahmawati muttered as she stepped into the house. His papa was reading a magazine, while his mama was sitting next to his papa.

The guest room is very luxurious, shiny terrazzo tiles and soft meubel chairs. The left corner there is a colored tivi and in the middle of the room stands gallantly a video tivi and a beautiful display cabinet along with all the antique-antique displays.

"Rahma, come here!" The sound of his papa is raucous, yet authoritative.

"What's wrong? Huh...!" Rahmawati approached her papa with a thumping heart.

"Sit down!" Say the papa while putting the magazine he was reading earlier on the table.

"Yes!" Reply Rahmawati.

"Roman!" He said his words after Rahma sat down before him. "This year you've graduated from High School, are you going to go on to University?" Ask papa.

"If papah allows it!" Rahmawati.

"Rahma has no intimate male friends yet!" Suddenly asked his father.

"Not yet!" Rahmawati.

"If you want to be friends with men, you have to choose exactly, don't disappoint papah's expectations." Strict papa.

"I mean papah?" Ask Rahmawati.

"Don't make friends or hang out with poor youth, remember!" Obviously papah.

"So you mean you have to hang out or be friends with rich young people?" Ask Rahmawati.

"Yes, that's what Papah means!" Answer papa.

"For example, am I friends with a poor young man?" Ask Rahmawati.

"I'll ban it!" Answer the papa for sure.

"Why does Papah forbid Rahma to befriend a poor young man?" Ask Rahmawati. "Are poor young people not human?" Further.

"If Rahma befriends a poor young man and eventually Rahma falls in love, she continues to marry,

what about your livelihood?" His face frowned. "Indeed the poor youth are also human, but other degrees, Rahma should know, that we are a rich family, ashamed! If Papah has a daughter-in-law from a poor family!" Obviously the Papa is long.

"If for example I would live poor?" Rahmawati looked at her papa.

"That means Rahma wants to marry a poor young man right?" His face drew the length of his voice. Suddenly the papa said in a loud voice. "Can't!"

Disappointed with Rahmawati's heart, he glanced at his mama, however, his mamah pretended not to see Rahmawati's ogre.

"Papah does not allow Rahma to befriend a poor young man, let alone marry him!" The sound of his papa echoed through the living room. "understand?" Press papah.

"understand!" Rahmawati lowered her head.

Suddenly the door of the house opened. Dilla with a radiant face approached her mother papah.

"Fuck, mom!" He sat next to Rahmawati.

"Where's Dilla from?" Ask mommy.

"Obviously, ride in a race car with a friend!" Answer Dilla. "We drove all the way, then we stopped at a fancy restaurant to fill our stomachs, after which we went to the Night Club dancing!" Dilla exclaimed, his face was beaming continuously.

"Who's your male friend?" Ask papa. "And why didn't he come in here?" Continue asking the papa.

"His name is Toni Adam, the son of the president director of one of the private banks in the city of Jakarta this reward!" Dilla was proud. "He didn't come in here because there was other business!" Dilla.

"The son of the bank's president?" His voice is gleeful. "Is it right?" Ask papa.

"Yes! Dilla didn't lie!" Answer Dilla.

"Know where?" Ask papa.

"From friends too!" Connect Dilla.

"Have Dilla been to her house?" Ask her again.

"That's all!" Dilla said proudly. "House is more luxurious than our house. Even he was his only son!" Dilla continued to explain.

"Did he love you?" His face is radiant.

"Maybe!" Reply Dilla.

"When is he coming?" Ask papa.

"Good! Nice one!" Papa. "Tomorrow Dilla must bring him here!" Papah continued.

"Good, pah!" Dilla. "Father Dilla wants to take a bath first!" Dilla.

"Have bi Minah provide hot water!" Say the papa again.

"Yes!" Dilla got up from the seat, then she went into her room.

"Dilla's luck is very good, he can get acquainted with the president's son director, meaning his life will be guaranteed in the future!" Papah said after Dilla.

They laughed out loud. Papah Dilla or papah Rahmawati named Arif Budiman, his face is haunted and authoritative, he is good business and his heart is hard.

"Rahma. Have you heard Dilla's words?" Said Mr. Arif Budiman. "Take your sister for example, don't just think about making friends with a poor young man, then, when are you going to ride in a race car like your sister?" Continue Mr. Arif Budiman again.

"Rahma does not worry about luxury, what I do matter is the happiness of life and family harmony later!" Reply Rahmawati.

"If Rahma had eaten tempeh and salted fish, would Rahma still be happy?" Ask Mr. Arif Budiman haughty.

"Love is more than luxury or good food!" Jewab Rahmawati is very strict.

"Love?" Mr. Arif Budiman widened his eyes. "How much is love worth? Huh!" Continue with a question to Rahmawati.

"More valuable than anything!" Reply Rahmawati.

"Then are you more concerned with love than others?" Ask the papa.

"Love concerns the happiness of life, so Rahma is more concerned with love!" Rahma clearly remained with her principles.

"Shut up!" Snapping Mr. Arif Budiman on his daughter, his face began to red and his voice was also raucous. "I don't want to hear all your babbling!" His impact.

Rahmawati silenced, suddenly her face grimaced while clutching her stomach.

"Rahma, what's wrong with you?" Ask her to worry.

"It's okay!" Hurriedly Rahmawati got up from her place and went straight into her room.

"Rahma why?" Ask Mr. Arif Budiman to his wife.

"Don't know?" His wife was still stunned, then he followed to Rahmawati's room.

"Rahma, what's wrong with you?" Her mother stroked Rahmawati's hair.

"It's okay!" Rahmawati got up from her bed.

"Don't lie" he said. "Your face is pale!" Continue momahnya.

"Mom, it's common!" Rahmawati explained. "I often come months do not fit, so my stomach hurts like sliced!" Rahmawati.

"Have you been to the doctor?" Ask mommy.

"Never!" Reply Rahmawati.

"You better go to the doctor!" Reply again.

"I think it's okay!" Rahmawati.

"You better go to the doctor for a check-up!" His mother repeated her words.

"Next time I'm going to the doctor!" Reply Rahmawati.

"Oh yeah! Have you heard the warning from your father?" His mother stared at him.

"It's over!" Rahmawati replied briefly.

"Then ..." His speech was interrupted.

"Rahma will remain friends with Farel!" Rahmawati said firmly. "The threat of papah does not shrink the establishment of Rahma, mah!" Further.

"You're looking for a disease!" Resolute mom.

"No!" Answer,Rahmawati. "Rahma is looking for the happiness of life!" Rahmawati.

"But..., if your father knew, what would be the result?" Ask mommy.

"Yes, the most expelled!" Rahmawati took a breath.

"If you get kicked out, where are you going?" Ask mommy.

"Where ever!" Reply Rahma. "I remain friends with Farel anyway, chances are, I have fallen in love with him!" Rahmawati.

"ah! What if your papa finds out?" Mama, breathe.

"You don't worry" said Rahmawati. "Rahma will take all the risk!" Rahmawati showed her unyielding attitude.

Suddenly Rahmawati again grimaced while clutching her stomach.

"Rahna, how long have you been suffering from this pain?" Ask mommy.

"That's three years!" Rahmawati replied with a grimacing and pale face, a moment later it had returned as usual.

"You better go to the doctor tomorrow!" Mama's birthday.

"Yes, mommy!" Rahmawati replied at last.

Suddenly outside Dilla exclaimed with her loud voice.

"Mamma! Mom!"

"What's wrong?" Ask his mother while opening the door of Rahmawati's room.

"Your, here!" Dilla held her mamah hand to the guest room, after her mama sat down, Dilla said with a radiant face.

"Mom, Dilla was given a gift by Toni Adam!" Dilla showed me a red rocky ring.

"It's good that this ring!" He greeted and watched the ring.

"Of course it's good, a gift from the president's son the director!" Mr. Arif Budiman laughed.

"Father, tomorrow afternoon Dilla must have brought Toni Adam here!" Obviously Dilla.

"Mah! Tomorrow afternoon prepare a delicious dish!" Said Mr. Arif Budiman to his wife.

"What's Pah for?" Ask wife.

"To invite Son Toni Adam to eat here!" Obviously Mr. Arif Budiman.

"He doesn't want to!" Sela Dilla's. "For he used to eat in fancy restaurants." Further.

"Then how about tomorrow afternoon we invite him to eat at the famous restaurant?" His reply was not to lose.

"If he wants to!" Dilla smiled brightly. Then he said: "Oh yes! Why is Rahma's brother in the room?" Ask Dilla.

"His stomach hurts!" Answer mom.

"Maybe he's daydreaming about his girlfriend?" Dilla laughed gigglingly.

"Your brother would rather marry a poor man!" Said Mr. Arif Budiman with a less happy face. "Say he'd rather live a hard life, just be happy." Further.

"Without money can be happy?" Sergey Dilla. "Can't watch, can't walk and eat well. Huh! It's better that Dilla doesn't marry than to marry a poor young man!" Dilla.

"Good, standup!" Mr. Arif Budiman laughed out loud, while his wife only silenced.

"If you marry a poor young man, where can you ride a luxury car?" Dilla shrugged her shoulders slightly while showing her arrogant attitude.

"Good! Nice one!" Mr. Arif Budiman laughed with satisfaction.

Rahmawati was pensive in her room, she disagreed with her papa. If all teenage girls only choose rich young men, how many poor young men or young men stand up to be weathered bujang. Thought Rahmawati, all the glittering luxuries or jewelry was not thought of by her, she was more inclined to the happiness of life, happiness of husband and wife, happiness of family. Although later in the day he should eat with tempe, but tempe is a nutritious food. Although only recently met with Farel, however, confidence has lived him. From Farel's eyes he could tell that Farel was an honest young man, a reliable young man in the future, a young man who could be made a friend, in terms of behavior he was also convinced, that Farel was a young man of refined character and manners, thinking up here, Rahmawati smiled with satisfaction and he closed his eyes to sleep.