JUST FRACTURE
CHAPTER 7
Subarkah has never been this happy in her life when she opened an email on her phone. All partners tell, all the supporting tools, such as warehouse, sorting area has been standing. Seeds, fertilizers and so on have been sent, received by Mang Karya in the village. Tomorrow the plan Subarkah re-check the goods, after that, action !
"Does my son look happy ?Share dong, mami ? "
"It's Moooom, all infrastructure is on-site ! Tomorrow morning Barkah immediately unplug !"
"Tomorrow ? Cepet very ? Lonely again dong mami ?"
Her mother Subarkah protested a little, she still misses her eldest child. Naturally, almost three years did not meet with him.
"Faster is better, Mom. Then this is the right time, the last drought, soon the rainy season, the land must be prepared, the rainy season the seeds are planted, Mom ?" Subarkah explains the reason why he hastened to leave the house.
"When Nenti's plan with his parents here, determine the day of your engagement ?"
"Mommy and Papi are the ones who take care of you ! "
The final answer was a bit harsh, while running small to the second floor stairs. Subarkah does not like to talk about it, it feels uncomfortable just in the ear, because the origin of chatting with his mommy there is always that language. After all Subarkah somehow for what reason so not so fond of Nenti, even though she is beautiful, fashionable, sexy ? Maybe because they feel intimidated by both parents, as if the name Nenti so very important to discuss.
But of all those possibilities, Subarkah knows, his Papi with his father Nenti is a business colleague of the same class and if he and Nenti later married the two businesses into one roof that will monopolize the type of production. Of course, the choice of Subarkah who will start the dynasty of two families that are very strong financially in their field. Unfortunately they are misguided, the products they produce are contrary to the skills of Subarkah whose master's degree is in the field of agro business, agriculture !
"Later papi help by creating a new structural. Expert staff who will accompany you in making decisions "
His father once said that when Subarkah was offered to change his father in the company, but Subarkah did not budge, he remained steadfast in realizing his dream of becoming a modern farmer, bringing agricultural products in the industry.
"What happens if the company's leader is not an expert in his field, then make decisions based on others, expert staff? Preeett ! "
For that, after the tahajud prayer, begging Robbnya to step approved, Subarkah has left home without leaving any message to his parents, using a jeep type car one of his cars drove towards the beginning of the dream.
"Wait for my arrival hai, land of hope !"
He screamed in the vehicle. Stalling loudly the music he liked and was only reduced after entering the village road.
Then after passing the patrol post, his neck spontaneously glanced at the window of a house, where he had seen a woman standing there. But this time the window was closed, perhaps the occupants had also closed their hearts to him.
"Patimahs.."
His mouth accidentally called a name. The name he had forgotten since his departure to Bangkok. Suddenly remembered again, like a thorn that pierced again his heart and slowly opened up again old memories with him, the woman who had spread beautiful hopes on him so widely penetrated into millions of horizons, how happy you were with her.
"Ah .., what are you doing ?"
Car stopped. His small house is still beautiful, when entered in a very clean state, Mang Karya takes care of it very well
"Emang and mom like to mop it with coconut dregs Den "
Mang Karya explained when asked how to make the floor board so shiny. Then he saw Wati, she had become a girl, did not seem spoiled anymore as before, even tend to be shy when he experienced it.
The world is changing so quickly. After a short break, accompanied by Mang Karya, Subarkah went around to the Warehouse, to the sorting place and several other places that had been built and prepared by partners. He was satisfied, the day after he intended to perform the thanksgiving first and asked for do'a from the community around the village with the intention of working on 4 hectares of his rice field land to be used as industrial-based agricultural land. And the intention to hold a thanksgiving, that day was also discussed with Mang Karya, starting from pointing to the person who leads the do'a, the number of people invited to the catering to be contacted.
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"Sir, I'm asking permission if you'd like to see mom and dad ?"
At that time Patimah said to her husband after the dawn prayer, Her husband was sleeping while listening to him teach, a habit that he never once left.
"But if you object, it's okay" Broke sat on the side of the bed next to her husband.
"If you mind ?"
Mr. Marjuki replied while touching Broth's nose with his index finger, his smile wide.
"Well, I'm not going anywhere without your permission ?"
"Why is that?"
Broken up in bed, resting her head on her husband's shoulder.
Mr. Marjuki was silent, rubbed his wife's hair lovingly. He was grateful to his Lord who had included a glorified wife in spending her old age.
"Go Patimah. Father allow you.What time will you go ?"
"Later, at most 10 hours, after the father has breakfast and takes medicine ?"
Broken back to sit, put the back of a finger to her husband's forehead, check his body temperature
"Bring up a lot of souvenirs, have you not seen them for a long time, after all why not just leave now ? Eat and drink medicine so that only Isah who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one?"
"Bi Isah ? You want to reduce my price and give it to someone else ? "
Broken pout. Looking away from her husband, making her husband laugh at the behavior of Patimah so.
"Yes, yeah. At 10 o'clock you can go "
Bi Isah himself, is a middle-aged permpuan brought by Tina, the youngest son of Mr. Marjuki. Deliberately brought in to ease the work of Patimah, mama.. As a form of attention and affection for him on Patimah, also let him be a conversation partner for him who had almost never left the house.
Patimah herself several times rejected it, arguing that it had become the nature of a wife to take care of her husband under any circumstances, but Tina forced her
Can't refuse. It's more than enough mama's already taking care of her sickly father. Mama continued who should have had to pick whatever has been planted in his family, by giving leeway, can get out with the outside world.
At 10 as we talked about, Mr. Marjuki looked at his wife's body in front of the mirror with his underwear, his desire was so strong to touch her, but not brave because his manhood did not react at all to penetration.
When he was finished, Mr. Marjuki gave his wife a thick envelope to give to her in-laws, but she refused
"No, fear of becoming a habit"
But Mr. Marjuki insisted, putting the envelope in his wife's bag
"Father, want you to record him as the father shodaqoh to your parents. As a worship, not a free gift. Didn't you teach me to give a lot ? "
"Yes, but not this much sir "
"It's broken, you don't want to argue. Give it, right and wrong, leave it to God "
Broken not interrupting again, outside the sound of the motor horn several times, maybe the ojek ordered her husband has come. She kissed her husband's hand.
"I'm leaving yes, sir. Asalamualikum "
"waalaikum salam "
Broken out, ride the ojek by sitting sideways. When he got home, his mother and father were not there. Then he asked his neighbor who said, his father and mother are still working in a factory owned by Subarkah.
Broken back when he heard the name, had he not left the village together with the time he got married three years ago? But before long he decided to take a taxi that was still waiting, went to catch up with his mother's father.
Decisions that are more driven by instinct, want to see a small house on the edge of the rice field that once left the story in his heart, or other encouragement because of curiosity, what Subarkah is like now.
"This house will be the beginning of my love for you springing up, baby. Later we will fill it together, hear the laughter of our children" Subarkah used to wonder about the small house.
"Kangs..."
It was just a whisper of the heart of Broken, but the pain began to look, because the scratch of the record of the good times was opened again by itself, until he realized now, down from the motorcycle, down from the motorcycle, looking at the small house was still beautiful The owner took very good care of it.
The target became so big when the door of the house was a little revealed, wanted to feel inside, hoping the contents were still the same. There was a teak chair where he had dropped Subarkah from there onto the plank floor, kissed him, buried himself in the face of the man he loved so much. His fantasy felt again until his body was like a cheerful, his little heart teasingly wanted to repeat
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