NIGHT BUTTERFLY
#144
After Pak Jamal's car was no longer seen in front of him, Nyai Mustiani got up from his seat. He was curious about the video that Jamal sent to his cell phone. Heart's pounding. Fear of family disgrace in the video's content.
Nyai Mustiani hurriedly entered the room. After connecting the wifi at his home, Nyai Mustiani checked for an incoming message.
"Astaghfiullah!"
Nyai Mustiani surged in shock. The phone immediately slipped out of his hand. His breath was breathless like a person who had just traveled far away. And so is his heartbeat. The cover of the sighting in the newly-entered video message was truly shocking. He clearly saw the face of Rianti and a middle-aged woman with her naked body. Behind him, there were also three large tall men with big smiles. He felt it was impossible to see the entire video. The cover is just so scary.
Nyai Mustiani let out a long sigh. He returned to his phone. He wanted to make sure that the face in the cover of the video was indeed Rianti. Nyai Mustiani. He rubbed his chest and shook his head. He did not expect the person in the video to be Rianti, his future son-in-law.
Nyai Mustiani massaged her forehead. Suddenly his head felt dizzy. He rested his body on the pillow he had stacked behind him. Back he sighed. The phone was placed back in front of him. That's right said the stranger. If until the video is spread, and people finally know that the wife of Master Izzul Islam is one of the women in the video, then the good name of his family is damaged. He feared the video would be taken advantage of by people who were unhappy with Mr. Izzul Islam. And of course the reputation of Master Izzul Islam will be damaged.
Nyai Mustiani grabbed her phone back. He was seen checking the number in his cell phone contact. He nodded and raised his head back. After being silent for a while, the video that had entered his gallery was steady he sent to Sulastri's WA number. He felt he had to do that. And no one will blame him, let alone Sulastri. By looking at the video, Sulastri himself will understand and will not blame him if he cancels the match.
Nyai Mustiani slowly laid down her body. The atmosphere inside the room suddenly turned sultry. He repeatedly sighed. When he fell silent, he began to blame himself who was too hasty to send Sulastri the video. He should have waited for Master Izzul Islam to come home from the mosque and talked about it.
Nyai Mustiani got up and stepped towards the large fan standing in the corner of the room. Then he lit it. The cool atmosphere slowly began to feel inside the room. Nyai Mustiani laid her body again. He nodded his head. He felt his decision was right. He does not need to negotiate first with the Master Teacher Izzul Islam. There will be many arguments that will be heard by him. But for the matter of the video, he is also sure to think the same as Master Izzul Islam. Mr. Guru Izzul Islam certainly will not want to marry a woman who plays porn.
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Sulastri was still pacing on the porch of the house. He left Rianti alone in his room. After contacting Mr. Jamal a few hours ago and what he had to offer was rejected outright by Mr. Jamal, he seemed agitated. There was nothing more he could do to save Rianti's marriage. Maybe now Mr. Jamal has shown the video to Nyai Mustiani and Mr. Guru Izzul Islam. And maybe both of them have made a decision to cancel the marriage. But pacing alone outside the house with the cold weather, makes him feel lonely and stressed. He chose to enter the house. It's good that he thinks positively as well as Rianti.
Sulastri opened the door to the room and found Rianti leaning on the bed while raising one of her legs on the other. Seeing Sulastri enter, Rianti shrank the volume of television he was watching. Sulastri turned to the television. He smiles.
"Not been found out the motive for Joshua's murder?" sulastri. He went to the dresser and sat down.
"No, Ma. This is again the trial of Princess Chandrawati. He will be confronted directly with Eliezer" replied Rianti. He turned his head towards Sulastri's cell phone lying on the table.
"Mom, from earlier the mother's voice continued," said Rianti. Sulastri still brushes her hair.
"Why don't you just pick it up, son," Sulastri said as he looked at Rianti from behind the mirror.
Rianti smiled.
"Daughter from Hong Kong. Mother's eternal boyfriend is just your father. No one can replace him" Sulastri said, turning his body and pointing to Yulian Wibowo's photo.
He then took his phone and immediately checked the incoming message.
"Herami Mustiani?" sulastri. Rianti looked over and smiled.
"Mom's iron candidate turns out,"
Sulastri did not respond. His face suddenly looked pale. His phone slipped and fell on the table. The loud sound of the phone shocked Rianti. He immediately got up and approached Sulastri.
"Mom, what's up, ma'am," Rianti said in a panic. Sulastri pointed with his eyes towards the mobile phone. Rianti grabbed the phone. His eyes were directed to the video. Apparently, the video had also reached the hands of Nyai Mustiani.
Rianti. He put the phone back on the table. Sulastri's back rubbed gently. He then took Sulastri to a seat. Rianti shut off the television.
""Look at me, Mom. Before, I told you mom. I'm ready for any risk from that video. Including his cancellation to marry Master Teacher. And look at it now. I'm not surprised at all, and believe me, I won't be sad about it. Those who are close to God do not make creatures their happy backrest. Believe me, if the heart has God, then the other means nothing more. That's what I hear from wise men. Thank God I tried to do that. What I hear and it is good for my heart, then I will follow it. And it makes my heart calm and happy" Rianti said. Sulastri gave a long sigh. He nodded his head.
"If I don't get married, maybe it's a signal from God that I spend the rest of my life worshipping Him. I want to be like Rabiatul Adawiyah, a Sufi woman who gave up her whole life by loving God. I don't deserve it, but I hope, my good intentions can take me there" Rianti continued.
Rianti took the phone back. After deleting the video content inside the phone, he put it back on the table.
"Rianti has been removed. If you find a video or message like that again, just delete it. Don't make your heart anxious and agitated again."
Rianti let out a long sigh and returned to leaning back his body. The television is back. Sulastri's hand reached him and invited him to lean near him. Rianti leaned his head on Sulastri's shoulders.
"Now mom won't lose me again. I'll stay here to accompany you to your old age."
Sulastri gently rubbed Rianti's hair. Many times he kissed Rianti's head while smiling. His agitated face slowly calmed down. Everyone has arranged. We are only puppets that are in the power of the Dalang. If it had been a part of our lives, we would have had it.
The night is late. The sound of crickets swirling accompanied the night trip. The noise of the wind was heard occasionally pounding the leaves. The sound of rain starts to growl on the leaves behind the house. The torrent of rain accompanied Rianti and Sulastri who were lying peacefully in his long sleep.