Fana Kasih Berahat Gamb
Go awayl....
Zein's tears flowed down her cheeks down the red patches that had happened that morning. Instantly Zein's heart was stirred violently while looking at Zahara who was faithfully accompanying her at this moment, her hand pulled Zahara slowly into her arms embracing her tightly with no power to endure the sadness that befell her.
The only treasure he had. Now, they have taken over these immoral soldiers. Somehow he would look for treasures to finance his departure this time. Truly, leaving Zahara in this condition is like bringing them closer to death.
Zein took off his arms and looked closely at his wife's face in a black veil she was wearing. Slowly stroking Zahara's face to stop crying and believe her, whatever would happen Zein would continue to be beside her.
"We can't help you Zein, as you know, our shophouse has been taken over" Lukman opened his voice
"Only the rice fields in the east near the sea that we have" he said again and disconnected
"As if to make a profit, the soldiers conspired with the government to raise ticket prices out of the city and buy at a very cheap price everything that could be sold, good gold and even the soil that is ready to be planted" Salma adds to Lukman's speech with a face that restrains anger until his jaw hardens with tears that glow.
"From the many treasures that have been saved so far, as if all was in vain. We are like abominable butchers who scavenge for treasure to feed on the brainless master of our own land... Our house is really no longer safe for us the owner" added Salma with eyes glaring wrath.
Everyone was silent to Salma. There was no one who did not feel the emotional aura of every strand of sentence he spoke, like being a motivational word to destroy the horde of violent men. But no one willed, no words could be spoken, no foot could lead them to defend their rights. Really, they were once overpowered, outnumbered and outgunned. Remain silent which is the conclusion of the end of the story this time.
"Sorry Brother Zein... Pon's house has also been torn apart, all the property we have has been ruthlessly seized from us" added the uncle staring pity at Zein.
"Yes pound, we also understand, this condition is really beyond our expectations... I get it" Zein replied with soft eyes.
The sound of the dzuhur adhan booming sounded so soothing. Everyone came to their homes looking for solutions to find their own way of sustenance and prepare to meet in various possibilities in the future, trying hard to avoid various problems. Likewise with Salma and Lukman, they both rushed to sell the land they had and would leave the land of Aceh after packing. They could not help Zein because of the situation that was not supportive and the property sold could only finance two people on the way to arrive on the spot. Really, the two of them didn't want to let Zahara and Zein get hit in this kind of distress. But, they're helpless... They can't help.
Meanwhile, Zein was still leaning on his back with Fadhil whom he hugged tightly in his arms. She was still sitting in the doldrums accompanied by Zahara and her mother-in-law.
"Bg... Just use this for you to go, sister is okay, your life is now the most important" said Zahara forcing Zein for the umpteenth time. Handed the gold ring 10 grams of his wedding dowry and the 50 thousand in his hand to Zein.
"Abg" Tegur Zahara returned to Zein who still hugged his eldest son tightly
"Son... I know your love is so great for Zahara, seeing your resolve yesterday I'm sure you don't playfully want to take us with you. But, son" said the mother-in-law slowly while holding Zein's arm slowly
As soon as Zein looked at the mother-in-law and listened to what she would say "You are not a tribe of us, we will certainly be safe in some time even in this chaotic atmosphere. But, another thing with you, if you do not leave the land of Aceh at night, you will certainly not be able to see back in a state of breathing" Said the mother-in-law and managed to open the eyes of her heart
"Like you who don't want to leave us here, that's how much our hearts want you to leave this land as soon as possible... There's no benefit whatsoever that we'll get if you keep forcing yourself to stay" Zein looked at her mother and lowered her head feeling the light of tears coming out slowly from there.
"Mother will take care of Zahara and Fadhil and your baby... You don't have to worry, trust each other and pray that God's will is the best" he added.
Zein stared intensely at the mother-in-law's eyes, looking sad and affection emanated clearly from there. Zein then looked at the wife who had reddened her face because of the tears she had shed too much. Slowly Zein held Zahara's hands together without releasing Fadhil from his lap.
"Pardon me Zahara... I'm of no use to you and our family" Zein opened his regretful voice of not being able to protect Zein.
"Don't talk so bg... I am sincere because of God and believe in what he planned" Zahara replied firmly reassuring the husband.
"I promise Zahara, mother" He looked at the mother and Zahara in turn.
"After I leave here, I will send you money for your departure... Be patient waiting, I'll make some money to save you from this condition" Zein began to stop crying and looked at them all in turn
"Follow it after I send you the money" Zein added and was taken in by them
Zein looked at them with a burning spirit and a still unwilling heart. It is true, said the mother-in-law. With him being too pushy to stay here would certainly not be an advantage at all.
Soon Zein goes to the market to sell Zahara's gold ring. The dowry he gave Zahara. Sure enough, the price of gold purchased on the market is very cheap.1 gram is only priced at Rp 40,000. With a heavy heart Zein sold Zahara's gold and immediately went back to the house