Grudge from Paralyzed Husband

Grudge from Paralyzed Husband
Chapter 4


"So these are the people who hurt and insulted my son?" Mama sat arrogantly in front of 3 men who kept their heads down.


"How clever you are acting as a ruler and a witness, to dare to marry a woman who is still married." Mama looked at the three of them sharply.


The three men raised their heads. Surprise was clearly on their faces. Their mouths turned pias, full of fear.


"It's a good thing I'm still being kind, and I'm not reporting what you're doing to the police. Because I know, you're just paid people." They bow their heads back. 


"How much did that woman pay you?" There's no answer. The three men kept on looking down.


"Java!" Mr. Robi snapped, his hands pounding the wooden table in front of the three men.


"Du-du ...," one of them answered.


"Du- what? Two million? Or ..." Mama said softly.


"Du-a hundred thousand."


Mama's laughter echoed after hearing that answer. "Two hundred thousand? And you want to?"


The three of them were silent.


"It's very cheap your self-esteem. It's worth it that you're still stealing, it's just that much of your pride you bought." Mama laughed again.


"Do you not think that two hundred thousand is not worth the sin you have because you have deceived people?" Mama stared intently at the people in turn.


"But people like you know sins. Halal haram, it's the same for you."


Silence, not a word came out of the mouths of the three people in front of Mama.


I recognize the faces of those people. It's true, they were the rulers and witnesses who married my wife to another man a few days ago.


But, are they really still a close relative of the man named Nandar?


Then, isn't it risky for Mama to bring them to this house?


"Do you know why I took you from the police station and brought you here?"


The three people shook their heads quickly in a still down position.


"I want information about the whereabouts of my son, Azwar. Do you know where the woman hid it?"


The men returned quickly.


"Ma-af, Mistress. We were only paid by Rahma to be a hulu and a false witness. Regarding the paralytic ..., uh, I mean the Madam's child, we know nothing and do not interfere." One of them explained.


I saw Mama clenching her hands, restraining her emotions. Looks like Mama didn't take it they called me 'paralyzed.' In reality, I am a paralyzed man, and that is a fact.


"really so? Huh .., what a pity. I want to offer you money, as a barter." My mother's face looked disappointed.


I kept watching Mama's actions from the next room through the two-way mirror. I'm still waiting, figuring out what Mama wants to play with those three guys.


"U-money?" Almost in unison, the three people stammered as they replied.


"Yes. But I cancel, because nothing can be bartered from you." Mama stand.


"Tu-wait, Mistress. We can exchange other information about Nandar for that money. Do you want to?" One of them came forward and blocked Mama's path.


"I'm sorry, I'm not interested in that guy's life." Mom was about to step up, but was stopped again.


"Nandar is actually married. And right now, his wife is pregnant old." Half screaming, the man spoke in front of Mama.


"Then what's the deal with me? You should've told her zina friend, not me." Mama pushed one of the man's hands, which crossed in front of her.


"Nandar is a fraud. He deliberately approached Rahma to drain her property." The man held Mama's arm.


"Without you telling me, I already know.  Where there are good men who want to relate, even to fake marriage with the wife of people. You idiot!"


"Wait, Mistress. What if we were to find information from Rahma and Nandar about your child's whereabouts?" The mother, who was initially indifferent, seemed to be getting interested.


Mom looked at the three men in turn. "OKAY. You guys only have a week. I will give you whatever you ask. Just so you can get information about my son's whereabouts."


They nodded simultaneously. The faces of the three men sparkled. The joyful hue was clearly visible from the smile on their lips that continued to expand.


"Robbie ...!" Mama gestured for Mr. Robi to come closer.


"It's a million. Think of it as a down payment." Mama threw the money in her hand in front of the three men. They seemed to be scrambling to take the money that was scattered on the floor. Almost hit each other.


"You'll get more, if you can give me any information about my son's whereabouts." Mama walked away after speaking out.


"Ehm ..hm ..." I greeted Mama with a shout, as soon as she walked into the room where I was at the moment.


Mama smiled gently, then sat down to align my body with my position.


"Quiet darling. All of that was just intrigue and manipulative so they don't suspect Mama. Mama deliberately made them think, if Mama was looking for you. Think of it as an alibi asserting, if Mama never took you away." Mama touched my cheek slowly.


"Also, so that they are more confused looking for your current existence ... Because Mama knows, your wife still needs you ...."


*****


"Thank you for helping me, Fen. If without your help, maybe my plan to teach those crafty humans a lesson wouldn't have worked out so smoothly." Mama sipped a cup of coffee in her hand.


"Together, Pus. I just do what I can. That's the only help I can give." The man in front of Mama looked at me pity.


"Why don't you just report them to the police for fraud and identity falsification? Why play games like this?" She looked at Mama with curiosity.


"Did you see my son, Fen?" Mama stroked my hair.


"It's too light a law they'll accept, if I report them to the police. It will not be comparable to the suffering and humiliation my son has received all this time." Mama smiled bitterly.


"I want, they feel more than they ever did to Azwar." Mama looked at me shady.


I concur. It is true what my mother said. If I were in a normal, healthy position, I might as well do the same thing as you.


They are too cruel and sadistic. More Rahma.


"Then, what's your next plan?"


"Make a little surprise for them." My mother smiled meaningfully.


*****


"I ask you to remove them from the house. Just make a reasonable excuse, sir." Mr. Robi thrust a lump of money hundreds of thousands, in front of the land leech he met.


We made an appointment with a leech, where Rahma mortgaged the home certificate Mama gave her.


We deliberately choose a place that is far from the environment where they live, to be more flexible.


Mr. Robi took the initiative to go down and talk to the leech. My mom and I were waiting in the car.


We deliberately parked the car right next to where they were sitting, so even though it was not so loud but their voices we can still hear clearly.


"What problems do you have with them? Frankly, I don't want to get involved, anything else to intervene." The leech replied.


"You don't need to know my problem with them. All you have to do is kick them out, that's all." Mr. Robi was heard giving an answer no less ketus.


"What profit will I get, if I comply with your request?"


"I will redeem the certificate of the house, double," replied Mr. Robi tho the point, then took out a suitcase filled with money.


The Land Leech was a little surprised. But unmindfully his smile expanded when he saw the contents inside the suitcase.


"How's it?" Mr. Robi asked for certainty.


"You just wait. As soon as they get out of the house it will reach your ears." The leech answered for sure.


I can predict, if Mama's plan to kick Rahma and Nandar out of my house it will definitely work.


Because there is no way that the leech will refuse to give such a large amount of money.


"Nothing can't be solved with money, Azwar. In this day and age, money reigns over everything." She looked out through the closed car window.


"But for Mama, spending that money is not a problem. Most importantly, you can restore your pride. As the old saying goes, it is better to lose money than to lose people ...." Mama smiled knot.


"We just wait for Azwar, how will your wife and her zina friend live abandoned in the trash can ...."


Rahma .., enjoy your club days from now on. I assure you, you will never live in peace ....