
The last month, Patimah was very surprised. Her husband and two children are starting to be pushy. First she bought a new van type of the latest output, said her husband specifically for himself traveling
"Where am I going ? Even if urgent can use mobii, Father ?
When she answered, her husband was angry. Finally, Brokimah accepted it. Then tomorrow comes the eldest son, forcing him to learn to bring his own taught Tini in the field of the ball. Tomorrow Tina who changed teach him to less than a month Brothimah can drive her own car.
Second one. Twice Tini and Tini have brought themselves shopping and shopping centers expensive shops, bought almost a dozen clothes, watches and glasses style with a famous brand. When he refused, the two insisted, finally he accepted.
"Once upon a time Mama Imah had to enjoy life, until it was found in religion, shopping was sin, stylized it was sin, impure itself was sin "
The brothers giggled while dressing up their beloved mother.
"Try now Mama is standing."
Brokimah stood up with amused feelings to see the behavior of the brothers
"No, shantiiiik !" Tini commented on the appearance of her mother behind the mirror. Honestly, he was jealous to see the face and body of the mother, he continued, it was natural that his father was crazy.
"Now try the glasses" This time Tina who put wide sunglasses in black to Patimah's face.
"My God ! Mama I want to cry, beautiful Mama ! " Tina squealed until it was heard to the middle of the house where Mr. Marjuki was busy watching tivi. Retracting the hand of Brothimah, led in front of his father. Mr. Marjuki who almost does not believe that the one standing in front of him is his wife Patimah. The hood that wraps around the head and the Switer that covers her body is in harmony with the wide bray pants she wears, making Patimah look, beautiful, graceful, enchanting and elegant, like the fashionable Muslim women that Mr. Marjuki often sees in big cities. He was almost worried about the decision he had planned early on with his two children.
Tomorrow afternoon, when on Sunday, Tini and Tina came back, her husband looked nervous as he told Patimah to change clothes on the grounds of taking a walk.
Car driven Tini. Mr. Marjuki is in the front seat, while Tina and Patimah are both in the middle seat. No one's talking. But when the car began to enter the village road towards his home, Patimah ventured to ask
"Where are we really going? " Patimah leaned towards her husband
"Later to know." Her husband answered briefly, after which he turned his neck towards the windowpanes, looking at the expanse of rice fields that began to turn yellow.
I try to look at Tina. But Tina also immediately turned her head outside. Finally, Patimah remained silent until the car stopped in front of her house. It seems that her mother who was sitting in the household was shocked at the arrival of Patimah with her husband accompanied by two stepchildren Patimah. He immediately let in on everything
"I will come to see my mother, with my two children, so that they will bear witness to what I will say "
After a while they sat in the middle of the house, clad in pandan mats, Mr. Marjuki began to say.
Patimah and her mother did not interrupt, until she knew what Mr. Marjuki was going to say.
"I'm with Patimah, it's been four years, having a family. Thanks especially to you Patimah, you have taken care of me patiently and painstakingly, until my health gradually improved, of course this is related to mother, mother who has educated Patimah well so that she can become a pious woman, she said, being a wife who glorifies the husband,"
Marjuki remained silent for a moment. Patimah was still down, listening to what her husband said.
"Until now, I have never once been hurt by speech or words. It's just that in the last few months I've felt like the most sinful human being, because of my inability, to provide for your bath, Patimah,"
In the last sentence, Mr. Marjuki's voice sounded vibrating. Broken up lifted his face from his face. She felt her husband did not deserve to open his disgrace in front of her mother and two children.
"I don't understand..."
"Shut up first!" Mr. Marjuki cut off his wife's words, looking rather angry.
"Shut up, I haven't finished talking yet." Mr. Marjuki does not want to give others a chance to talk, until he speaks his true intentions.
"Listen Broken, you're young and you deserve to be happy, no longer are you held back by your devotion to religion, four years already, you've sacrificed yourself for me and you never have any reason to complain ! It makes me sad Broken! "
Hearing that Patimah felt very sorry, he embraced Mr. Marjuki. Tina, Tini and her mother Patimah lined up from her seat
"Don't say it again, don't say it again, I love you, I love you !
I don't need a bath, I just want to be with you !" Broken smacking left right on her husband's cheek, then hugging him again, her crying sounds tapered, piercing the heart that heard it, until all came crying.
"Listen to Broken, listen first.."
"No, I don't want to hear it ! No matter how angry you are about it. I don't want to hear anything! I know you guys have been conspiring to plan this, agreed to make me a wife who failed to serve her husband "Mata Patimah circled the faces of Tini and Tina, who immediately shuddered, how mother, a strong mother.
"Ma, don't involve me and Tina. Please, it's true what mom said, but me and Tina, just support. Me, Dad and Tina just want to see mom happy, Ma?" Tini finally decided to join the talk while standing up, hugging father and Patimah, followed by Tina.
"Well, Ma let's go home. Let's just say this conversation didn't happen. I'm the same, Dad, don't want to hear you say any more '"
The hands of father and mother were drawn so that they stood up. Both according. Then pushed out by asking permission from his mother Patimah whose heart was relieved back. She was proud of her daughter, who, being the wife the prophet said, had occupied her husband at the highest place.
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Almost midnight Subarkah told the night watchman to call his confidant, Mang Karya. She received a phone call from her mother telling her that her papa was sick.
Subarkah told Mang Karya, one or two days ahead will go see his papi suddenly sick, while giving instructions on what to do during his departure.
Mang Karya seemed to understand, so Subarkah went to drive his Jeep, having previously handed over the keys to his house and office
Arrived at home early in the morning. He immediately saw his papa drowning in bed. Her mother said she had a high fever after returning from the office, but had been treated by her personal doctor that night.
Just in the afternoon Subarkah can talk to his father in the room.
"Where's your project there ?" Her father immediately asked so, after subarkah sat on the side of the bed where she sat leaning.
"Ninety percent worked, Pih"
Answer Subarctica
"Prospect ?"
"Now twenty percent have made a profit"
"It's good that's "
Then they both shut up for a moment
"Actually the papi does not hurt very sick, but if not this papi is not sure will go home,"
Subarkah's father stayed silent for a while. He looked at his son again.
"Our company has been losing money for two months "
"Can I ?" Subarkah shifted her seat closer to her papi.
"Supplier materials that have been supplying
some of the goods are needed, reduce the volume of delivery, so that the papi can not meet the volume of delivery in the relationship of the buyer according to the contract. They were like a compact afternoon going out if next month papi can not meet the target."
"Can't it be ? Has it been papi's all this time how many suppliers ?"
Subarkah asked again, but his papi like thinking long to answer, although in the end the question of his son was answered as well.
"Salah papi only cooperates with one supply company "
The answer of his papa made Subarkah wonder, how could it be so. His decades-old paper managing the company can decide on cooperation with a single supplier. It was the same as handing over the neck to the person to be slaughtered at any time.
"Whose supplier are we, Pih?"
"Sir Herlan, Nenti's father "
Suddenly her mother Subarkah was already standing behind, answering Subarkah's question to her papi.
Subarkah was very disappointed in his papi. He thinks his papi is so because his ambition will make the company managed by his papi, so an umbrella with the company of Mr. Herlan and his entrance by betrothed him to Nenti, the woman who looked at Subarkah, ceriwis !
Subarkah did not expect his papa still twisted in his old ambition.
"If it's like this, what's the reason why you wish Barkah came ?"
Actually Subarkah had calculated what was on his papi's mind. But the question remains, who knows the answer of his papi is not the same as what is in his mind.
"Yesterday Mr. Herlan gave a solution, you can marry his son, Nenti, then our company is united into a very large company, can memonopli similar goods and you will later manage it."
True Subarkah estimate. Heard it straight from the mouth of his papi.
"Have a guess, it's !" Subarkah stood up, walking back and forth around the room.
"The fact is that papi, judging my household later based on business calculations. The ideal of making his son's marriage a money-making machine. And that will answer now. I refuse what Papi planned ! "
"What ?! " Papi Subarkah is upright from his backrest.
"Yes, I turned it down, I don't care if the company goes bankrupt. It will not make us poor. It's only fitting that you and your mom no longer think about money, money, money !"
Subarkah let out a disappointment on her papa.
"Bapi, mami, is old, should have stayed enjoying the hard work of youth. Go where papi likes arau to go on pilgrimage with mami, no longer think of the world ! Life is too short, Pih ! "
After speaking so, Subarkah went out of the room, entered his own room on the second floor of the house, leaving his mother's papi who looked at each other to think about their favorite child's speech.
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