MARRIED FOR INDIGENOUS DEBT
The Customary Session part II

"las ni roha si baen nasaut, satahi salon (deal to make a calm heart, for us to be together.) that is our custom, our custom,

Since long ago the family problems of Mr. Iren with the family of Mr. Tiur is a Indigenous debt problem that is only agreed by three parties, I hereby declare as the king of Huta (adat) Indigenous debt still paid if they want to divorce, but because there are parties who are harmed. then Indigenous debt and Sinamot (Mahar) fines are paid according to the amount received.

Ladies and gentlemen, do you agree with the decision I made?"

"agreed.........

Shouted the residents who filled the village Hall is quite spacious, this village hall is also used by the village government and camat if necessary.

"Edak Mak Tiur, we still have a pair of buffalo children and sell your rice fields to pay Indigenous debt" said Nantulang Mak Saor.

"iya Itok Mak Tiur, we just harvested rice and yesterday we sold Livestock. and it could in addition pay the Mahar received.

Itok Mak Tiur, Tiur dowry yesterday only used 50 million Rupiah.we just reverse the rest." said Bones Pak Tiur continued the talk of his wife.

"Mak... Tiur is also still there additional, and may be able to create a customary event to remove Indigenous debt."

Hearing the words of the three of us, Mamak immediately stood up and approached the silent Father earlier.

"sir Tiur, where is the rest of the sinamot (mahar)?" ask mom to Dad.

"one hundred and fifty million for the cost of building the monument of the father and Mamak, the rest I give to borrow Itok (brother) Mak Iren." replied the father casually.

"You're the same as your mom and your brother..... Lord..... What do I do?

Great you are Tiur sir, Sinamot (mahar) Boru (Princess) yourself you made to build a grave mamak and your father.What purpose is Tiur sir?

Let you and your brother look great? let it be like your mamaak?

Where is your mind, Mr. Tiur? you're more concerned with your two dead parents than Boru (daughter) himself."

mamak said with a cry and stepped towards us.

"Dolent boy, pretentious you're a demon. You're a great demon. You instigated your Itok (your brother) to use the dowry in Tiur to build the statue of the bastard dog.

You're a real Devil, evil. die you're a demon, I'll make you catch up with Mamak you Jabir's mouth is following."

Mamak grabbed my mother-in-law's hair until she fell down and Mamak dragged my in-laws by grabbing her hair.

"haaaaaaaa... haaaaaaaa..." cried my mother-in-law in pain.

Looks like bang Andri wants to take down Mamak.

prak.... brassss... ' The plastic chair I sat on hit me to the head of Andri bang to fall down.

The eel again spits blood, and I keep hitting it with a broken plastic chair.

"Enough....

The residents finally calmed Susana, Andri bang who was battered because the kupul used a chair on the run to the puskesmas.

My mother-in-law's appearance was exactly like crazy, while Me and Mamak were embraced by Nantulang Mak Saor.

"you are outrageous Mak Tiur." said the Father to Mamak.

"just keep your brother a dog, with me declared for divorce.I'll pay you the sinamomot (mahar) that you love.and from the day you stay in your mama's grave.

You look immediately limp because of the curse of Mamak that made his heart break.

"good thoughts Mak Tiur, this is all for the sake of our children."

"for our children you say? the happiness of Boru (Your daughter) alone has broken me which affects His grandfather.

Just keep your brother, you're his slave, because we're not your family, Jabir's mouth you're always proud of."

"yes, it's natural that unlucky woman" said my mother-in-law who suddenly nyolot.

Krek.... krasssss,

ahhhhhhh ahhhhhh ahhhhhhh ahhhhhhhh ahhhhhhhhhhh ahhhhhhhhhhhh ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ahhhhh ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Mamak grabbed my mother-in-law's hair back and dragged it, the mouthful screaming in pain.

The other residents finally broke up the dispute and separated the two of them who were fighting.

my father-in-law did nothing, he just fell silent in his seat.

"because the conditions are not under control anymore, we just end it later we make a deal together again.

If we continue this customary session, fearing His there are casualties.later we make his schedule and place for the customary session again.

Gentlemen, I as a local Stakeholder beg to disperse. later we continue after the situation somewhat improved."

Pemangku Adat said, one by one the residents left the Village Hall. Bones and Nantulang Saor demanded that we go home.

Arriving at my independent home, we sat in the living room and Nantulang Mak Saor went straight to the kitchen.

Not long after, Nantulang Mak Saor came with four cups of coffee and drinking water in a teapot.

"sister Tiur who is patient yes." said Saor who has arrived at this house.

Saor hugged me and at once my tears rolled down my cheeks, the warm embrace of Saor was able to calm my slashed heart.

After a bit of calm, Saor let go of his embrace, but a look

"Saor cook first, brother, let there be for our night" said Saor as he passed to the kitchen followed by Nantulang Mak Saor.

"hikk........ Itok Mr. Saor... How is this?" said the mother who was still crying.

"later Ija Itok, we will talk again with the king of Huta (Law of custom) and natua-olda Marga (the elders of the clan representatives).

Mr. Tiur has gone too far, he is more concerned with the grave of His family. all this time I have been resistant, but because I appreciate you Itok (my brother) until I express my intention to kill him."

Said Bones Pak Saor, in the traditional Batak tradition in our area.brothers from the Mamak side should not interfere in the matter of his sister's marriage.

Except if the sister mintak protection to her family or her brothers.

Since both of Mamak's parents have died, then the place of complaint Mamak fell to Bones pak Saor, his brother.

Mamak and Bones Pak Saor are only two brothers, and my Bones love Mamak very much.

The bones of Mr. Saor and Mr. had not gotten along, and to my knowledge it was because the father was too defensive of his family.