Grasping
The Part 20

"Niar, would you like to see us sleeping under the bridge? Think of! Only you can help us pay off debt to loan sharks. What not to be a second wife, after all, who will be your husband rich, you can live a good life. And, take advantage of that time so that you can get the gono-gini treasure!" sumiati said with great emphasis.

"Astaghfirullah salute, ma'am! Why is my mind so far away? Don't you think Niar's feelings? All this time I've been devoted to family, can't Mom look at me, just feel a little pity for me?" Niar looked at Sumiati with a long look. "Please think of Niar's feelings, ma'am. What kind of life should I live as a second wife? Your son was only used as a rented womb, used to conceive, and after that I was divorced. The status of the marriage was also hidden." Unceasingly Niar's tears dripped down his cheeks. Today was the peak day of Niar's grief during his stay in the house. The harsh reality of her mother's hatred as well as Sumiati's indifference to her future made Niar's heart feel extreme pain.

"If we think about how you feel, say you're ready to sleep under the bridge! It's a golden opportunity to get out of poverty. You only need to be nine months pregnant, right? Once the child is born you can marry the man you like. Status issues, there are many virgins who marry widows. You don't need to be confused about status!" Sumiati spoke casually, as if Niar's feelings were unnecessary.

"You want to be a good and devoted child, it's time you showed real service. Marry your employer and ask for money in return to pay off debts owed to loan sharks" Sumiati said.

"Mom, why should Niar be the victim, right? Niar has feelings, Mom. Although Niar wants to be filial but not in this way! Just a little, Mom, just a little love me as your daughter. Don't sacrifice me" Niar pleaded with a sad look.

"Your feelings are not important! Even though you are still intact as a girl, there is nothing that lyrics you! If you want to be loved, follow Mother's orders, marry your master. Help our families escape poverty. I'm tired of living in poverty! Since your father's in PHK from the office, our lives have been very difficult."

"Yes Niar, just this once shows your kindness. Only 9 months of your time, after which your life returns to normal. After this we're not gonna demand anything from you." Nesva persuaded. Inwardly very happy to sacrifice Niar for a married man. It was guessing that Niar's employer was a half-aged man with a distended stomach appearance. By marrying Niar and that ugly man, he would excel at having a husband like Aris who admired many women in his village. Aris men quite prominent in the village where he lives, no wonder many women who like the man. Even Nesva knows that Niar has feelings for Aris.

"Why should I always be sacrificed, brother? Not once was my brother in my position. Whatever you want is always fulfilled. Brother gets intact affection, Brother can have Kak Aris, take higher education. As for me, many swallowed disappointment and harbored pain for your treatment. And now I'm the one who has to sacrifice the future for the sake of filial piety for this family? When do I get justice, Mom, sister?" This time Niar really ventured to voice his rejection. This oppression is unfair, it is always he who receives bitterness.

"If you don't want to do that, I hate your presence even more, Niar! Until now I will not consider you my daughter! I don't want to see you again! I will pray for your death!" pekik Sumiati restrained.

Plaque ...

Pak Bejo's defensive fort had collapsed, the old, sturdy hand slapped Sumiati so hard that his wife's head turned forcefully.

Pak Bejo's breath rose and fell with enveloping wrath. His patience was completely depleted in the face of the unchanging wife still oppressing her daughter with injustice.

"Bu .. don't overdo you! Don't hurt Niar more than this. He has already suffered enough after you hate and you deny his presence! Let Niar choose his own future," snapped Bejo's pack in wrath after earlier slapping him.

"Bu ..," call Niar lirih no longer have the energy to voice the felt.

"Your staff slapped me! You're the outrageous one, sir. You are outrageous! For the sake of that unlucky carrier you slapped me!" sumiati screamed with his heated left cheek.

"Look, Mom! View ... Even Niar is still defending you so I don't hurt you. Are you really blind not being able to see the kindness of our daughter?" mr. Bejo pointed at Sumiati for his wife to look at Niar.

"My blindness will heal if she wants to marry her employer!"

"True what Niar said, why should he continue to sacrifice. We have Nesva, try to sacrifice her to replace Niar!" challenge mr. Bejo.

"Can't!" answer Sumiati quickly.

"Why can't! For this time Nesva took on the role of sacrifice. All this time whatever we try for him, it's time he's also devoted to us."

"Don't you freak out, sir! Two more months Nesva is in Aris's application, where she can marry her employer Niar!"

"Yes sir, Nesva also does not want to marry his employer Niar. Nesva wants to marry Aris!" push Nesva with a stir.

The situation is getting worse, instead of solving the problem, it makes things worse. Niar's tears were unceasingly flowing, there he was the most wounded. The girl was confused to make a decision. Decisions that greatly affect his future.

Although he knows his love for Aris is never reciprocated, but his desire to marry a man who can accept and love him.

He also wants to get married once in a lifetime. The marriage to Yusha is not a real marriage. It's hard to accept all that.

But he also received the same weight Sumiati speech that would hate him for life. Whereas he knows that if heaven is under the soles of the feet of the mother, if the mother hates him for life, it means that he will be far from God's paradise.

"Alright, Niar will sacrifice the future for my sake to Mother and Father. Maybe this is the last time Niar sacrificed Niar's feelings. Niar hope Mom doesn't hate me anymore. And can accept my presence. Don't pray for my departure, ma'am. Please pray for me happiness." Niar's eyes closed as he informed his decision.

Mr. Bejo immediately turned his head towards Niar by shaking his head slowly. "No, Niar. No!" said slowly.