JUST FRACTURE
CHAPTER 4

One morning, Patimah left the hospital, carrying a bag full of laundry. His eyes were full of tears almost all night.

The grin of the fat old man, almost all night long. How hateful when he wrapped his hands around his shoulders, while chuckling signifies a man who has no empathy, when in front of him there is his father who is lying weak and mother who for some days, looks like confusion again.

A few days ago, her mother said that the money she was holding was very thin, while her father's condition had not changed, even doctors suggested taking her to a bigger hospital in the city. So yesterday morning decided to go back to see Mr. Marjuki at his house. The result is how Patimah does not know. His mother avoided him when asked about it.

"Yes already exists. Mr. Marjuki agreed, covering up all the paternity's treatment "

That'sallthatis. But Patimah felt, there was something hidden from the mother, from the tears that every asked about it. The question that continues to carry over until he reaches home, he just forgot when he finished washing and cleaning the house, because there Wati came, telling him that tomorrow he began to enter his new school in Junior High School.

Patimah was happy to hear that. Moreover, the next Wati told that Subarkah this morning had moved to his new house on the edge of the rice field.

"Wati and mom are taking us. Many, there is Mr. RT and other neighbors. Berdo. The berdo"a ustadz Mansur. She gave him a rice box and money in an envelope. Is that a rich man, brother?"

Wati is completely plain. How do you know if a rich man is rich ? Even though Patimah guessed it.

"There were two good cars. He said Om Subarkah's father and mother also there "Wati continues to babble, not giving pause for Pattimah to talk.

"Every day, Wati was given the same money as Om Barkah, every time he was told to see Kak Imah here. Even though Sis Imah in the hospital continues, right ?"

The more happy the feeling of Patimah hearing Wati's chatter. The man always remembered it. Is it worth it because he is the same, misses him all the time ?

Soon Wati came home. He said he would meet Subarkah, telling him that Patimah was at home. He said he must have been given money. Wati is really innocent and adorable.

Patimah too. After praying Ashar, he got off the door. Just wearing underwear, he walked down in front of the glass. Look at his body from his feet to his head. Occasionally he held some parts of the body pekanya, ending by replacing his bra with a tighter, until his soft breasts poked. He smiled and thanked God for building a perfect body.

"Kang, if you become my soul mate, I am happy to give up my whole body."

Then he wrapped the glove around his slender waist, closing the solid hips. After that wear blue brackets and head coverings, the most recent purple veil.

Again he looked at his body. Then he went, locked the house, walked down the street with the shadow of a handsome lover, Subarkah who was running around his two beautiful eyelids.

But what happened. A few meters before arriving at the small house. Behind the luxury car parked in front of the house, there was a girl dressed in mini and sexy, swaying in the arms of the man who had given her a beautiful hope.

"Who? "Whisper heart.

Unanswered as the pain preceded slicing a piece of her heart. It hurt so much that he forgot what to do.

"Hi Patimah !"

Subarkah. After releasing the hand of the woman who hooked his arm, half ran towards Patimah who stood stiff, because his legs felt shackled, began to be crawled with jealousy.

"Let's go in, there's Wati and Mang Karya behind ?" Subarkah is not usually, so bold as to hold Patimah, pulling him towards the house. But then he released after realizing that it was beyond the fairness of Patimah.

"sorry "

At once Subarkah also apologized to Patimah. He felt presumptuous to hold the hand of a woman who was not his muhrim. At that time, it was actually okay for Broken. That is far from the lack of teachings of the fat man who last night wrapped his hands on his shoulders, almost touching the breast of Patimah.

"Come in ?" Subarkah again asked for Patimah inside.

"Yes, Kang "

Patimah. Then walk towards the house, greet the sexy woman who stands on the side of the pool that seems to have just been dug, but it is neat, the edges are partly already on the foundation.

"Nenti." He said his name. His eyes looked at Broth's eyes so sharply. Just give it a quick smile.

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It's the second time Patimah's turn to keep her father in the big hospital in the city. Then this is the third week his father is being treated there. Patimah also yesterday heard encouraging news from neighbors who came home to visit, that his father had made progress, could walk even though only a step two, also could talk even though it was not so clear. That's what makes Patimah very excited for the guard turn, replacing his mother who has been there for a week.

Arriving at the hospital, Patimah immediately gave the keys to the house to his mother. But once accepted, his mother had no sign of going home. It even leads him in. He told her to sit on the side of the bed facing her father who was also sitting, her back was propped up with a pillow

His father and mother looked at each other for a moment, and then his mother spoke.

"Son,"

Just that, then quietly look again at his father Patimah, his chest down and up. Soon, his father covered his face with both hands. He cried sobbing, followed by the mother who was also crying hugging her father.

After a while, his mother sat back in my lap. His crying stopped, then continued his words.

"Son, yesterday Mr. Marjuki came, calculating the production of former medical fathers and former daily needs of fathers and mothers, cut the estimated harvest."

Mother was silent again for a moment, wiping the remaining tears with the tip of the kebaya.

"the "restants count left tens of millions in debt. And if paid for with what we have, the house and garden should be poured away from enough to pay it off"

His mother kept quiet, looking into Patimah's eyes

"Keep, what can we do?"

Patimah tried to interrupt, because his mother was too quiet for too long, putting both hands in the path of Patimah. Her mother seemed hesitant to continue her words.

"Mother has no other way out, except to ask your sincerity son, to marry Mr. Marjuki, thus all debts are considered breakeven and we do not have to sell what we have."

Hearing that, Patimah was like hearing lightning during the day.

"Moeuuu !"

That is all that can be said of Patimah. Staring at his mother with a look of disbelief, he saw his mother bowing her head.

Broken want to protest, but what protest, while he does not know another way out ?Then he walked out of the ward, sitting in the long seat at the very side. How he could resist the decision his father and mother had made. If the house and garden can pay off the debt to the old man, how to live the next life? Sleeping in the role while his father still can't do anything ? Even to eat it is not clear how to get it, is not the current crop is no longer part ? Broken feeling his head burned, repeatedly looking for a way out, always dead-end, until finally he went back into the ward, sitting on the side of the bed.

"If it's a father and mother's choice. Imah. Let's not see any better way out, than to follow. Maybe it is the way of life God gave. Well, thank you, Mom"

Bursting the cry of Patimah who had been arrested, he rubbed his face on the mother's lap. The most comfortable place every time he was struck by grief.

"For women, marriage is the perfector of worship, for you will have a priest for your world and your hereafter "

Ustadz Mansur speech at the study of mothers. It lightened the burden of Patimah a little. Although then he felt disgusted when he remembered the grin of the fat old man when he saw his body just wrapped around a towel, like a cat looking at a side dish.

"I'm sorry, son. If there was another way out."

His mother rubbed the head of the girl just a puppet, at that time his mind was fixed on a handsome man who had tied his soul so tightly. How do I tell her about her wedding plans with another man? A man much older, even older than his father ? And the most impressive, not the problem of his parents, but because of his compulsion from the state of his family who was destined to live poor. Life that goes beyond the limits of hardship so that there is no longer the right to bargain.

"Heaven on the soles of your feet mother, let me bear all this, provided I do not hurt you even once a scratch "

Broken this time right asleep, in the lap of his mother who is very dear to him. His heart was wide open to receive the soul mate given by his Lord.

* Duh Karunya si eneng ....*