FORCED CHEATING
247THE DEAD HEART
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Late home makes Mirza bad luck waking up, he was a little hassle taking care of the house and preparing all the needs of his mother.
Roman tangled lacklustre is clearly painted on the face of handsome handsome man that morning.His debate yesterday afternoon with his wife greatly affects his mood. He seemed to lose his passion for life, even though he had tried to persuade Via in fact Via remained in his stance. Bu Een can read the seaut semrawut that looms on the face of the son, he also knew last night Mirza came home at what time, just as usual Bu Een continued his role as if he did not know anything.
“Za, later in the afternoon I want to eat soto lamongan. Will you buy it for mom?”
Mirza just nodded, her hands tidying up Ms. Een's breakfast marks. Not getting a satisfactory response from his son, Bu Een again tried to attract Mirza's sympathy.
“Late next week mom wants to go for a walk, mom bored at home continues. Do you want to accompany Mom?”
Not immediately answering, Mirza grabbed her briefcase. “It looks like this weekend there is a stock of drugs coming from Bandung, I have to watch him Bu.”
“Kan holidays? Can't it be another day?”
“Can't be Mom, Burhan's own doctor asked for it.”
Grunts disappointed. “When I only ask accompanied by a walk, why can't I?” putting on a sad look. “If you knew Za, what would it be like to be in mom's position now? Sitting helplessly in a wheelchair, just to just walk and reach for something just mother needs your help –“ wiping tears that begin to seep in both corners of her eyes.
“Not that I don't want to accompany, Bu.” stared heartlessly. “But I also have to know, as long as my mother is sick I have a lot of permission and often do not go to work, Mom. I do not feel good about Dr. Burhan. We can leave next weekend.”
“Already, you do not want to accompany mom,” throw away with disappointment that is removed more. “By the same time your wife I'm sure you often ngajakin him a walk on weekends.”
“Astaghfirullah, Bu.” spread his heart, whether it should be like what to give understanding to his mother. “the situation will be different, now the mother is sick, the mother must rest a lot at home.”
“You didn't hear what mom said? Mom bored at home!” increased intonation. “Mom can not say anything, want to breathe fresh air outside just mom should wait for you to go home.”
Grunting annoyed, “makanya mother do not judge Ice. Try it if there is him, you can –“
“Don't mention nanma again!” Sela Bu Een. “Udin's wife is brash, not lucky. Dare she angry, but her husband who nolongin time again difficult if not mother?”
“Why do you always blame others? Ice acted that way too because mom started it. Mothers always think of others as bad and inferior, even though they are good with mothers. Sekrang see, no one wants to take care of mom?”
“So you blame mom?”
Throwing down his briefcase as an outlet for his frustration. There was no way he was yelling at his mother, this situation had already left his mind in such a dead end.
“Already, I don't want to fuss with mom.” Restoring her hair rough, trying to get back to being patient. “What do you need now? Bar I prepared, because I want to go to work.”
“Mom don't want anything, just go if you want to go.” Ketus Bu Een's. “But you don't come home late again, I don't want you to bad luck again because all night you accompany your wife.”
Mirza's hand that was almost outstretched to reach the back of her mother's hand stopped, she did not expect her mother would say that. Via is still his legal wife, and is now pregnant with his son, it is natural that he accompanied her all night even though Mirza was not there but went to the house of Om Jaka to pour all the burden of his heart on Om only his puppet until late at night.
“In this condition alone the mother still hates Via so much, she is pregnant Ms. she is pregnant with my son, the granddaughter of mother” said Mirza coldly.
“She's just pregnant not sick right?” Sahut Bu Een lightly. “She can still do everything by herself, whereas mom?”
“Already, I don't want to debate anymore.” Twisting his body to greet his mother.
“There is no need to argue about your wife, because soon you will divorce her.”
Nah!
Acquiring instantly, “I have not said agree with the terms that I submitted.”
“So you're gonna let mommy of a lifetime get in a wheelchair, are you? You can see your mother is disabled and you prefer your wife to your own mother who has conceived, given birth and raised you, making you what you are today, yes?” Bu Een vented everything in his head forgetting his still sick state.
“Hem, I said hello no answered, apparently again war in the morning.” The sound of Om Jaka tau-tau stopping over filled the dining room of Bu Een's house. Mirza did not close the front door after she cleaned the front yard.
Mirza and Bu Een seem a bit surprised by the appearance of Om Jaka.
“Sound is apparently until Yu? Can you say more?” Om Jaka's grin greeted the mbakyu.
“Why are you early in the morning already here?” Ms. Een nodded, looking at the sister who did not like it.
“Assalamualaikum, Bu Endang.” Mr. Haji Barkah's voice made Bu Een tune his face into normal mode. “Sorry Yes Mom, the Jaka play nyelenong aja.” Looking at the daughter-in-law who entered first because Pak Haji Barkah just finished receiving a call. “Jaka, where are the fruits and cakes for Bu Endang?”
“Oh yes, still in car Yah.” Om Jaka immediately went out to take a parcel of fruit and cake that he had bought before going to Bu Een's house.
“What is it, Pak Haji kok tumben early in the morning has been to my house?” Ms. Een had suspicions.
“Bu, we should chat in the middle room aj” push the wheelchair of the bu. “Mari Pak Haji.”
Haji Barkah followed. Bu Een was clearly astonished by the intention of the arrival of the charismatic-faced Pak Haji who had been targeted to be made his besi and even dreamed of marrying Haji Barkah because of the wealth of Pak Haji Barkah overflow it. (read in what chapter…? othor forgot, anyway Bu Een had a crush on Pak Haji Barkah to get richer he said, wkwkwkwk).
“Previously sorry Mom, if my word this morning is lacking,” Pak Haji Barkah open a chat to chat, he could not say the purpose of his arrival because of the request of the son-in-law who wanted him as a mediator between the matter of Mirza and his mother. “I am also sorry for just being able to visit Bu Endang.”
Gaining the attention of the man she had once appraised, Bu Een instantly carved out a thin smile. Especially by-oeh brought Pak Haji very much. Om Jaka put it on the table.
“Thank you Mr. Haji for bothering to visit me,”
Heh, the turn is given by a smile directly. He put on the look of Judes. You're you mbakyu matre! Om Jaka grumbled in his heart.
“Where is Bu Endang? Post-operative no complaints, right, Bu?” Pak Haji Barkah brought the chat in a relaxed direction.
“Ah, Pak Haji is like a doctor.” Ms. Een smiled again, this time it was clearer and brighter so her face no longer looked pale but radiant. “Alhamdulillah my operation twice went smoothly Pak Haji. Although I still have to go back and forth to the hospital to check up.”
Mr. Haji also unraveled a smile, “Sgratitude Thank God then Mom. I think if only check up it is natural Mom, so that the health of Bu Endang can be monitored by a doctor.”
“Iya Pak Haji, right.” Bu Een's smile grew wider. “Oya Za, please make a drink for Pak Haji and Om you this.”
“Not bother, Za.” Sergey Pak Haji. “Makasih Bu Endang, I did not know before here.”
Huh, my tumbens came here to be made to drink everything? Usually boro-boro! Diomelin is not profitable. You slippery mouth lu Yu, there's my father-in-law aja you baek same me! Again Om Jaka nagged in the heart.
“If I pay attention to the state of Bu Endang post-surgery there seems to be no change yes.very healthy and fit. You see, I have a friend whose son also had cranium surgery and was in a coma for almost two months in the hospital, after surgery he had difficulty talking and moving like a paralytic.”
Ms. Een was a little surprised to hear that. “Is Mr Haji really?”
“Iya Ma'am, she had to go back and forth to the hospital. Fortunately after almost a year he finally recovered and can return to activity.”
Bu Een sighed. “Gruesome also yes Mr. Haji. I am fortunate that Allah loves me very much Mr. Haji, Allah my love of healing. I also had trouble talking while I was in the hospital, but only for a short time. Most if now only my leg bones and collarbone are still very painful and difficult to move.” Bu Een slightly mellowed glanced at the sling arm that was supporting his left arm.
“That's natural Bu Endang, considering the accident that received Bu Endang is also very fatal. The important thing is that Bu Endang is patient and continues to pray, God willing, Bu Endang will be given health as usual.” Pak Haji started to lead to the thing that was targeted. “But the wound on Bu Endang's bone does not require surgery right?”
Sighing, “that's Mr. Haji, actually the doctor suggested that I have a collarbone surgery as soon as possible, but –“ Bu Een paused his sentence, he looked at Mirza who had only been a listener.
“But Mirza does not want to divorce Via right?” Sela Om Jaka is impatient. According to him, his father-in-law was too long muttered mostly pleasantries, while his ears were already very itchy hearing the sudden sweet-ass talk.
No doubt Pak Haji looked at Om Jaka sharply, his daughter-in-law was not able to play alus.
“Sampean is not at will Yu, does not have the heart to separate his own son and daughter-in-law by using the sick sampean as his weapon.” Om Jaka seemed to not care about the sharp gaze of his father-in-law.
“Jaka,” Pak Haji warns.
“Gue astonished Yu, have a grudge what the hell happened to Via sampean so much hate until Via?” Om Jaka cuek keep nyerocos. “That aside it was a coma, so Via and Mirza households are safe.”
“Jaka! Shut your mouth!” Hardik Bu Een's. “Tega you lukahin I keep in a coma?”
Ms. Een kept quiet, feeling all her cards open in front of Pak Haji Barkah. Mirza and Pak Haji did not make a sound as if letting Om Jaka spill all his irritation.
“Oh I forgot, can't think? sampean brain is already short or not even already exists because of the cut of the operating time.” Om Jaka smiled cynically.
“Enough Jaka.” Bu Een's voice trembled, he could no longer bear being humiliated in front of Pak Haji by his own sister.
“New so that already do not want to cry Yu, how the Via so long always sunean nyinyirin, until wrong? Via it's nothing wrong, don't sacrifice his feelings for the sake of the ego. Or maybe you want to see Mirza go crazy for losing Via.”
“Pak Haji, please bring Pak Haji's son-in-law away” sharply staring at Jaka with a voice that still vibrates.
“Gue will go alone if you have already done” Sahut Om Jaka.
“Bu Endang, I apologize for interfering. But if what Jaka said was true, that Bu Endang asked Mirza to part with Via as a condition that Bu Endang undergo surgery, I think it was the wrong action.”
“I don't need Mr. Haji's opinion,” replied Bu Een flat.
“As fellow Muslims, we should remind each other if something is wrong. Moreover, we are one family Bu.”
Throwing his face in any direction felt that now everyone was attacking him.
“Did Bu Endang have the heart to see Mirza part with Via when soon they will have offspring? Hasn't Bu Endang wanted to have grandchildren all this time? After all pregnant women should not be ingested due to –“
“They can get divorced after Via gave birth” cut Bu Een.
“Astaghfirullah.” Pak Haji beristighfar did not expect the way of mind Bu Een. “Bu Een has no pity on the little baby's own mother's grandchild? A newborn but his parents had to separate? The baby is innocent ma'am, why should he suffer?”
“Then what am I wrong if I want my child to be filial to me? Is it not the duty of a child to serve his parents? Moreover Mirza is a boy, he should put his mother first rather than his wife.” Tandas Bu Een's.
“There was nothing wrong with all of mom's opinions just now. But Bu Endang must also know, the divorce is even though it is halal but hated by God. Moreover, this reason is not at all a matter of principle or concern keauhidan.”
“Already Mr. Haji, I do not want to hear the lecture of Mr. Haji. If you want a better lecture at the mosque.” Cynic Bu Een.
“Truly brain somplak smapean Yu! God should be sedating until you can not talk out of recovering from the operation.for what to have a mouth if only to hurt others.”
“You feel better than me?” staring fiercely at Om Jaka.”Your mouth too if you always say nyinyir .”
“That's because of the sampean that started.”
“Jaka, already.” Pak Haji assuaged Om Jaka so as not to further prolong the quarrel.
“Mirza,” Pak Haji switched on a silent Mirza. “Indeed it is your duty to be filial to your mother, but –“
“Do not try to affect Mirza Pak Haji.” Sergey Bu Een. “He is my son, he will hear what I say, and must do what I want. Because she had to return the favor to me as her mother who already conceived her, gave birth to her, raised her, educated her , gave her sufficiency and comfort until she became what she is today.”
“Cih! What kind of mad mother demands the favor of the child? It was all due to Yu's parents. Can't until demanding Mirza return the favor for everything that has been done to Mirza because it is appropriate parents let alone seoarang mother do the best for her child. Moreover, Mirza the only child sampean.”
“It is precisely because Mirza is my only child, then she must obey all my wishes, if not want to be called as an ungodly child.” Miss Een won't lose.
“Astaghfirrullah! Make this person's emotions. Yeah, we go home! There is no point in giving advice to someone who has died.” Om Jaka rise.
“Back there, no one told you to come here.”
“Gue sure now Kang Muhib again cry in the afterlife there, he is sad to have a wife who dzolim in his own child sort of sampean!” Om Jaka stepped out first to leave Haji Barkah because he could not stand the attitude and treatment of Bu Een.
“Bu Endang, should Bu Endang think again on the condition that Bu Een submitted to Mirza, do not let Bu Endang regret it in the future. And when it arrived, Bu Endang could not make it anymore.”
The words of Pak Haji Barkah suddenly made Bu Een round his eyes. “What does Mr Haji mean? Hajj sir is telling me to die? Hajj sir should also know, I will never regret what I have said because I believe it is true.”
A lot of beristighfar, that's all Pak Haji Barkah can do. Ms. Endang turned out to be very hard in heart.
“Sorry for interrupting Ms. Endang's time, I'm sorry. Assalamualaikum.” Pak Haji Barkah followed Om Jaka.
Mirza also rose up because of the day that is growing in the afternoon, “aku go Bu.”
“Mirza!” Bu Een's call stopped Mirza.“Remember, don't come home late again. I do not allow you to visit your wife again, you must get used to living apart before really parting ways.”
“Mother has crossed the line.”
“Your marriage will forever not be happy because from the beginning you do not agree to marry him. Split is the only way.”
Not saying, Mirza continued her steps out of the house. It turns out that Pak Haji and Om Jaka have not left.
“Mirza, I know the burden of your mind is now piling up,” Pak Haji approached Mirza. “But you still have to think clearly. As a parent I just want to see your family intact.”
Mirza nodded.
“God commands filial piety and obedience to parents, as long as all that your parents want is not an act of sin then follow it. But if so, you don't have to obey it. But you still have to be kind to him. You understand right?” patting Mirza's shoulder.
Nod again. This morning's events have made her even more depressed.
“Udah, don't moody you. Go to work, don't stop working. Allah must love the way.” Om Jaka encouraged his nephew.
Mirza only replied with a rude snort, her face was clearly indecisive.
Close his mouth to the ears of Mirza, “kalo I so you, already I live tuh your mother. Let him know that he feels alone in such pain. Ntar also he nyariin you, and at that time you forced him to nerima you same Via forever.”
“What the hell by the way, pack whispers of everything?” Pak Haji Barkah patted Om Jaka on the back.
“Ngak papa Yah,” Om Jaka nyengir, if until he was caught giving advice that is not really sure have been sprayed by his father-in-law.
“Emak you are dead hearted, only God can give him guidance.” Om Jaka Antas said goodbye to Mirza.
Mirza knew she was too late for work, but it was not too late to persuade Via to change his mind. Mirza believes their love is still as great, Via will definitely be willing to fight back with her.
As the sun continued to crawl up, in tune with the cool breeze, Mirza chanted prayers of affirmation along her way to her place of work.Hati mother may have died, but the heart of Via must always be alive and there engraved his name forever.
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“God has locked their hearts and hearing, their sight has been closed, and they will have a severe torment.” (QS. Al – Baqarah :7)
Naudzubillah!
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