FORCED CHEATING
149NEGOTIATION

🎶Since first meeting

I fell in love immediately

Even if I know you have an owner

But I can't lie to conscience

I can't avoid this love turmoil🎵

🎶Then let me love you

or may I just

love you dear to you

Then let me love you

or may I just

love you 🎶

The old song of Chrisye that is sung by Ariel Noah so penetrated into the soul of Danar. His eyes closed as if he was living word for word in that verse again.

Krieg ….

Mr. Hadi opened the door to Danar's room slowly.

“Danar ..” Call Mr. Hadi from the doorway, but the one called is unmoved. Mr. Hadi walked closer to his son who lay closed on his bus bed and then removed the earphones from Danar's right ear.

Danar opened his eyes slightly in shock and got up to take off next to his earphones.

“What's up, Pa?”

“You have prayed yet?”

“But.”

“Shalat first there, keep eating. You haven't eaten at work, have you?”

“No laper, Pa.” Danar put his cloth on the table and then went out of the room.

Mr. Hadi followed his son's steps and waited for him to finish praying at the dinner table.

“You really don't want to eat?” Reprimand Mr. Hadi after Danar came out of the mosque.

“Heem, again diet.”

Mr. Hadi smiled tips. “Bikinin Papa coffee.”

Danar turned to the room and turned his steps to the kitchen, Mr. Hadi noticed the mere wayang son gelagat.

“Sit here first, accompany Papa.” Tell Mr. Hadi to Danar who offers his favorite cup of black coffee.

Danar according though with a face almost expressionless.

“You're heartbroken again huh?” Ask Mr. Hadi without aling-aling.

Danar who felt surprised immediately looked at his papa straight away. “Papa is already a fortune teller.”

Mr. Hadi chuckled. “Soalah used to be like this time of heartbreak with Grace.”

Danar did not say, his view was even fun to stick to the dining tablecloth patterned checkered. Mr. Hadi was increasingly convinced by his assumption, because his son's strange behavior had been felt for some time now.

“You fell in love with his son Harni?”

JLB!

How could papa know? Let's not say everything to papa. Ck! Though I did not say anything to my mother about my feelings the same Via.

“Hoy, even dumbfounded!” Mr. Hadi patted Danar's shoulder.

Danar regulate breath, “Papa sok tau!”

Back Pak Hadi chuckled. “Kalo it all is not true, why are you so shoots?”

Instantly Danar rubbed his face rough. Mr. Hadi sipped his coffee slowly, the tail of his eyes watching the look of his son's flat face.

After the rejection by his first mind, Danar was indeed closed to his personal affairs. It took him a long time to open his heart again, but after he managed to find his love again, he fell in love with the wrong person.

“If you really love her, you must fight for her.”

Danar jerked. “Papa support me?”

“Iya, why not?” sahut Pah Hadi with an unreadable expression.

“But she already has a husband, Pa.”

“It doesn't matter if you love him.”

Danar again examined the motif of the tablecloth boxes, as if he was counting the numbers one by one. “I don't want to snatch people's wives.” Lirih Danar's.

Mr. Hadi patted his son's shoulder with a smile. “If you already know it's wrong, why continue?”

Danar lifted his face, looking closely at the two old men beside him who still had good looks on his face. He understood, where the direction of the purpose of his father's sentence.

“Remove her photo from your phone gallery, don't miss anyone's wife's photo.”

Danar was shocked. Look at his eyes as if asking, why do you know I have a photo Via?

“Your love is clapping one hand, young man. Just like your papa used to be.” Mr. Hadi again took his cup and sipped his nearly cold coffee.

“What papa still loves Bu Harni?” Ask Danar carefully.

“What kind of silly question is that?”

“Jawab only, Pa. I want to know.” Danar is a little pushy.

“If so why? You want to ask Papa to marry the same again? Keep you and Via so brother sister so?” Mr. Hadi chuckled again.

Danar frowned, his papa was always a pretentious puzzle not immediately answered if asked.

“Don't talk about Papa's problem anymore because your Papa's heart is already full of the name of your late mother who is truly unmatched.”

Danar nodded in understanding. Silent for a while.

“Don't forget to delete the photo. If you keep looking at him how can you forget him.” Mr. Hadi got up with his coffee cup.

“Papa know where I got the picture Via?” finally the question sentence rolled as well.

Mr. Hadi looked over. “From you alone.”

Danar wonder, “I never said.”

“Basic young fool. You often fall asleep with your phone screen that shows the face of the cantk Harni child.”

“Papa sneak into my room?”

“Hey, I'm not a thief!”

“But at least Papa admitted that Via is indeed beautiful.” Danar smile.

“Beautiful, but dear wife people! so forget him!” Mr. Hadi continued his steps towards the back porch. It was a habit, coffee nights on the back porch until sleepy ahead.

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Mr. Haji Barkah was checking the bookkeeping reports from each branch of his matrial shop, his face seriously not switched from sheet by sheet of paper he held. Similarly, Jaka, he screens his phone reading reports on the development of his new business. Today all Pah Hajj matrial shops are closed, all employees are given one day off every month.

“Yeah, Beb, eat first yuk! The cuisine is ready.” Denaya appeared to them.

“Heum.” Sahut Om Jaka's.

Mr. Haji immediately ended his activities and took off his glasses. “Big, Jak! Your wife ate it.”

“Let's go, Dad. Dad first aja.” Om Jaka is serious.

Om jaka turned his eyes to his wife with a sour face.

“Jaka, if about your heritage land, later I will try to help talk to Bu Endang.” Haji Barkah.

“Oh, so this is because of that, Beb? Indeed, why, Bebeb's mother is the strangest person in the world, the time of the rights of people? Moreover, it's the legacy of the parents, can be qualified later.” Cerocos Denaya recalls her husband's story about his debate about inheritance with Bu Een.

“Already, do not need to be compared once your husband, Dena.”

“Emang really is so, Yah.” Denaya.

“Look we eat first, after eating we meet your sister.” Mr. Haji patted his son-in-law's shoulder.

“Dad sure can persuade Mbakyu? I think I'd like to take the legal route.”

“Kan hasn't been tried, who knows. After all if we can solve it in a good way, why with the commotion? Not good because you are siblings. I don't want any splits.” Reveal Mr. Haji sage.

“As far as father is then.” Om Jaka nurut's.

The three of them went to the dining table, the menu that Denaya served was as complete as possible but Om Jaka ate with no taste. His normally cute mouth was now silent without a word. Not wanting to waste time, after finishing eating and praying dzuhur Om Jaka and Pak Haji immediately headed for Bu Een's house.

Udin as usual welcomed the arrival of Om Jaka with joy, but he was a little surprised when he saw Pak Haji Barkah participate.

“Mbakyu no, Din?”

“There's Om, inside.”

Please call ya, say I'm the same Mr. Haji would like to meet. I'll wait in the living room.”

“Ready, Om!”

Om Jaka invited his father-in-law into the living room and waited for the owner of the house there. A moment later Udin appeared with Bu Een.

“Oh, so you brought help here?” Ms. Een immediately greeted with a cynical question.

“Assalamualaikum, how are you Bu Endang.” Say hello to Haji Barkah with a calm smile.

“Wa aleikum greetings, Mr. Haji.” The Udin even answered the greetings from Haji Barkah, the case was that Bu Een mengplak Udin head.

THE PLAQUE!

“Aduh ..!” The Udin grimaced holding his head.

“Why are you still here? Keep the shop there!” Banish Bu Een ferociously, Udin came out.

Ms. Een sat herself in the corner of the sofa some distance away with her guests. While Udin did not actually go to the store, he instead took a broomstick and took the initiative to clean the yard of his employer's house filled with dried guava leaves scattered. Want to pop him, wkwkwk….

“No need to be long, I already know the purpose of your arrival here.” Ketus Bu Een's.

“Good dong, means sampaen will immediately give me right?” Om Jaka did not lose.

“You're amnesia or what the hell? I said that the rice fields in the village next door have not finished harvesting, Jaka!” Bu Een stared at Om Jaka fiercely.

“Gue does not take care of the harvest, I just ask for all certificates of my land and rice fields. That's it!” Resolute Om Jaka. “The bodo harvest is finished what is not yet, does it have nothing to do with the certificate?”

Ms. Een was silent, what other wits would she use to hold her sister's rice fields and land. he really does not want if Om Jaka gets more rights than the rights he got from his parents.

“Before I apologized to Bu Endang.” Hajj began his conversation. “I don't mean to interfere. By Allah, in this case I will try to be neutral and not defend anyone. I just want to straighten out the family's concerns so as not to prolonged.”

Ms. Een blatantly melengos, pretending not to listen to the words of Mr. Haji.

“Our religion has arranged the division of inheritance very fairly. Fair here does not mean the same thing between the rights of boys and the rights of girls. In the letter of An Nisa verse 11 we can both see the division in detail. There God explained that the part for a boy is equal to the part for two girls. And if ...”

“Already, already! Haji sir, no need to talk here! I understand where the direction of the conversation Pak Haji.” Sela Bu Een suddenly.

“Sampean was very disrespectful Yu, interrupting the conversation of people who want to explain about the Quran.” Om Jaka looked at his mother cynically.

“Eh, Jaka! You think my house is a mosque? So your in-laws can lecture at will here? I don't need to be lectured either!”

“Kalo understand me dong my part, do not be taken mulu!” Om Jaka start maksa.

Bu Een was instantly silently held in such a manner.

“Bu Endang, sinning his law for us to withhold the rights of others. Moreover, Ms. Endang understands about religion. If something is still stuck, it's good Bu Endang musyawarkan with Jaka openly so that everything is clear.” Mr. Haji is wise.

Negotiations that if running in a familial way are in fact going on alot. Ms. Een seems to have not shown good faith to give up all what is rightfully Om Jaka. Pak Haji Barkah who tried to negotiate smoothly was in fact not making Bu Een melt at all.

“Gue don't want to waste time, Yu. I want tomorrow until I give you all what is rightfully mine, until you still have a day to prepare everything. If until tomorrow until not nongol in my house, I will take the legal route!” Om Jaka rise. “Big, Dad. We go home, there is no point in lingering here, make a change!” Om Jaka walked ahead of his father-in-law.

Pah Haji sighed while looking at Bu Een who was still looking jutek. “I say goodbye first, Ms. Endang. May Bu Endang think about the words of Jaka cook. Asaalamualaikum.”

Mr. Haji came out and there was no greeting coming out of the mouth of Bu Een, he looked at Om Jaka's car which went out of his yard from behind the living room window.

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Yanti appears to be pushing Gio's bicycle-association in Via's yard. Long enough he did not spend time together since Via busy working.

“Turunin aja Yan, let Gio occasionally play on the ground.” Said Via who is busy harvesting his cayenne pepper plants.

“Later dirty, Vi.”

“Alah, haven't had this shower yet right? Dare dirty is good.”

Yanti. “Kayak advertising jargon aja your words, Vi.”

“Turunin Gio sneak, let him walk alone. Lock the gate. You help me take pokcoy tuh.”

Yanti finally nodded. Gio the boy who was just walking was happy not to play when his bare feet hit the ground. Her expression was adorable making Via occasionally tease her.

“Wuih, not bad also dapetnya yes Vi?” Yanti said happy to see the results of the Via cayenne pepper which is only a few trees. “Can you make it for sale, is the price of cayenne pepper now more expensive?”

Nyengir. “How if you are the only one selling around the complex?”

“Ha, good!”

“Ya already, so do not play sell-sell. Mending us cook for ourselves. Here, we divide two yes, you who are a bit questioning. You like to get pedes.” Via put it in Gio's bike basket.

“Yes, I'm the same Mas Firman likes to spit. Thanks, good enough to make sambel a few days, hehe ..”

Via washing hands on the tap, then accompanying Gio who walked to and fro, Yanti finished her pokcoy harvest. From behind the gate, appeared a figure that had not circulated in the martial world long to pay attention to the fun activities in the courtyard of the Via house.

“Halo, Jeng Isyana and Jen Yanti. Again on what are you guys?” Sapa that figure who is none other than Bujel.

Via and Yanti compactly turned to the source of the sound,

“Haish! The riotous prickly dateng.” Decak Yanti sebel's.

“Buakain dong Jeng gate. I can join, right? I think you guys are really excited, again on what the hell?” Bujel asked again as he turned his head from the top of the gate which was only as tall as an adult's neck.

“No need to get along! What are you doing here?” Yanti Kesal.

“Yam want to join dong, follow you there. Can I have Jeng Isyana?” Bujel smiled at Via.

“Don't open Vi, he'll want to make a mess.” Yanti Whispers.

“I bring rambutan to you!” Bujel brandished a plastic containing rambutan that he had just bought at a regular fruitsmith through his front house.

“Mode aja deh it. not usually he brought it?” Yanti is suspicious

But Via who is not feeling well, was forced to open the gate for Bujel who has set a big smile.

“This is Jeng, rambutan for you. It's sweet as I was.” Bujel begins to narcissize.

Via accepted it despite a bit of hesitation. Yanti is right, it can not-usually Bujel good as gini pake bawain rambutan all, usually he even asked mulu. There is always the action, who asks for papaya, ask for salt, ask for sugar, always pinjem pot, pinjem tea filter, even ever pinjem hair pinjitan, a real fad right? But the taste of Via want to suspect unpleasant too, because the arrival of Bujel kaii is like it does not want to riot. Though without Via and Yanti knowing, Bujel did have a certain mission to come there.

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