Forgive Me Both
Quickly surrender, Goddamn it!

Vani is still down the road without direction. He doesn't know where to go. To Renan's house? Or, just go home. Besides there is still a house left by his mother who used to have a plan Vani rent.

But, if you go home with the state of his household like this, will not be a gossip of his neighbors?

If he's determined to go to Renan's house, what's the right thing?

Ah, no! It felt too embarrassed to show a face with the man.

"It's better to just go home." Vani is determined to use his last salary to go to the terminal. The plan is later in the afternoon he will return to his hometown in Jogja.

Do not know since then Vani has been the target of two foreign men across there. The two men approached, and grinned when she accidentally appeared to be counting the money in her purse.

"Give me the money!" pinta is one of the tall men. The two men appeared to be in a daze, watching the surrounding situation that was quite quiet.

Vani seemed surprised, he hurriedly put the money again into the wallet and then stored it quickly.

"M–au what are you?" answer with a little fear.

"Give me your money, or you'll know the consequences!" The man threatened by pointing a small knife in front of Vani's face.

"Ja–jangan. Please.it's the only thing I have for the fare to go home, "he said.

"Allahhhh we don't care. Quickly hand it over, or this knife will hurt your pretty face!"

Vani kept the bag containing the wallet and other valuables. If he handed it to the two men, how would he go home?

"Don't ...! Please ..!"

Vani chose to shout loudly, hoping that someone else would help him. But, the fate of the place was quite quiet so that no one heard his screams.

"Give it up, damn it!" Once the jolt of Vani's bag had changed hands on one of the men.

Vani fell down to touch the asphalt, even some parts of his body were blisters.

"Don't! Akhc ...."

Vani grimaced to feel both of his elbows being injured due to a fairly loud impact.

"We just stay, free if you bring him, then even make a hassle!" Luckily they just took his things. Not to hurt or rape Vani.

Vani could only cry in confusion. Now what should he be? His money and valuables had vanished, carried away by the two thugs.

In desperation, suddenly a black car stopped right in front of him. A middle-aged woman came down and approached the place where Vani had fallen.

"Mba is okay?"

Vani looked up, their gazes met. The middle-aged woman seemed silent for a moment, like she was observing the face of a long-hijab woman in front of her.

"The MBA that I was in the market at the time, right?"

Vani himself had forgotten because the incident was so long ago. Why does the mother still remember it?

"Mba Vani, right?" Mother was speaking again.

Vani was increasingly convinced that the woman was indeed the person who had his wallet he survived the pickpocket at that time.

"I–iya, Mom. I'm Vani."

"So, Mba Vani doesn't want to go with mom? I'll take you home."

Previously, the woman who introduced herself named Aida had indeed delivered Vani to the front gate of her complex.

Vani shook his head slowly, realizing that things had changed. He no longer lives in that place.

"But Mba is still sick, sure you can go home alone? Or gini aja, let mother interracial ya? Where'd Vani go?"

Vani had no choice but to tell the woman her true state. That she has now been expelled by her own husband. And unfortunately again when he wanted to go home, the wallet and its contents had been stolen by criminals.

"Yes God .... Mba is patient?" Bu Aida hugged Vani's body with great pity.

Heri sir who was next to her could only stare at the two women with a sad look.

Because Vani forced to stay home, finally Bu Aida and her husband decided to take her to the terminal.

Ms. Aida bought a bus ticket and gave a little money for Vani's fare on the road.

"But this is not necessary, ma'am. I'm so grateful for my Holly mother."

Ms. Aida replied with a smile. The woman remembers meeting Vani for the first time. How the woman bravely saved her money and some important files from the hands of the snatch.

"Your sincere mother, Mba. Maybe God deliberately brought Mother together so that she could repay Mba Vani's kindness first."

Both of Vani's eyes look teary hearing the words of Bu Aida. It turns out that the rich aren't all arrogant. That's what Vani concluded.

After waiting for the bus that Vani was riding on, Bu Aida and her husband continued their journey to the residence of her son.

"Sir, Mba Vani is beautiful huh? But it's a pity that his fate is less fortunate." Ms. Aida let out a long breath. He was concerned about everything Vani said.

"Yes. Her husband kicked her out. Can't talk about it properly anymore."

Mr. Heri sympathized to hear the story of his wife about Vani.

Men aged about fifty years more it was not able to leave the regional language despite decades living in the city.

"If only, sir. We have a daughter-in-law like her. It's pretty, all right."

Bu Aida's gaze turned soft. Mr. Heri knows how his wife feels right now.

Thinking of his only son who until now still feels at home himself. They often told her to get married.

"Tell me again why, sir, your son. Lha Wong has been on her own for more than two years. No woman wants to be with him again."

"Yes, how? I tried to talk too, but I knew the response. I'll never know when."

The two old men were silent with their thoughts. Until finally Bu Aida had one silly idea that immediately got the headband from her husband.

"Later for example Mba Vani divorced her husband, what if we joodohin just like our son, sir? I asked for her village address."

"kok Mother even doain Mba Vani actually divorced her husband, anyway?! That's not good, Mom. We do what's best for him."

Mr. Heri shook his head many times. Not understanding his wife's own way of thinking.

"That's an example, sir. Mother also remains the best doain for Mba Vani, really."