Om Pamungkas
take time

Train back to the house of the late father,

After her husband calmed down she asked permission to return and see the condition of her husband's biological father.

When Ratih came in, all the families were still gathered inside the room,

" How's your husband, son?" ask Ruslan, please,

" is resting om." replied Ratih sitting on a wooden floor with a light brown plastic carpet.

Grace looked at Ratih, there were still traces of tears in the corner of the old man's eyes.

" You're my son's wife?" ask Grace, please,

" inggih.." replied Ratih grabbed Grace's hand and kissed the back of the old man's hand.

Somehow Grace arrived suddenly shed her tears back.

Ratih who saw it can only look back and forth confused, staring at the om one by one.

" Javanese women always make my heart collapse." she said after being satisfied with her tears.

" so calm you son. koyok ibuk e Pamungkas. (like his mother Pamungkas.)" continued Rahmat with his stiff jaw language, making Ratih stunned for a moment, almost Ratih forgot, and he was very sad, if the father of Pamungkas had lived in Java long enough, but not allowed stubbornness continues to dominate it, immediately realized himself, then smiled calmly while looking down.

" Came here nduk..." Grace told Ratih to come closer, though,

" sit down near your father-in-law, son." said Rapuni, though a little hesitant and clumsy Ratih obeyed, he approached.

" You've been married a long time?" ask Mercy after Ratih sat next to him.

" It's been.." replied Ratih nodding, saying,

" He was angry with you?" ask Grace with her soft voice,

" no." replied Ratih while shaking slowly.

" I'm afraid." said the late father, staring back up,

" fear what..?" ask the heart coach, heart,

" i treated him harshly since childhood.I was afraid.he grew up to be a rough and cruel child like me.." Rahmat's reply made the room atmosphere quiet for a moment.

" Mas Pamungkas is a little stiff.Sometimes it is also a little difficult to be frank about what he wants and feels..

but the self-control is pretty good..

he is not a man who always easily judges or reproaches others." said Ratih slowly break the silence.

" He once said..

at that hit it hurts, at that low it doesn't feel good..

therefore, he always thought repeatedly when going to vent his emotions..

daddyh..

Just take it easy, Dad,

Mbah uti and mbah kung educate my husband lovingly..

he even became the favorite person in our house.."

hearing Ratih's words, Rahmat's tears came down again, regretting that he had treated his son badly, regretting that time could not be turned back.

" Dad he loves her??" ask her then with an undifferentiated look,

" of course.." replied Ratih nodding.

" Oh.. My boy.. Pamungkas..

I am really guilty..

I should have taken care of him and made him happy, not anyone else.." The grace returned emotionally, he came back crying, even the sound of his regretful cries filled the room.

" Can I talk to you?" rusdi asked when he saw Pamungkas smoking on the porch alone.

The night of course was thick, the sound of dogs several times disturbing the ears of the ultimate, therefore he woke up from his sleep and left his wife who was really sound.

Rusdi who had just returned from his father's house did not appear sleepy at all.

" Please talk," replied Endlessly allowing Rusdi to sit not far from him.

" How many days are you here, son?" tanya Rusdi also took out her cigarette and burned it,

" my plan is only three days," replied Pamungkas staring at the trees.

" is it not too fast?"

" is that what else I need here?"

Rusdi sighed, though,

" We know how much your heart hurts..

but, we were hoping you'd accept your father's gift.."

" gift?" Looking at Rusdi was not happy,

" Well, we're all brothers in agreement, you know,

the house and the land your father now lives in will be given to you.."

" for what? I don't need it." replied Pamungkas indifferently.

your father's affection.."

" affection??" the sound of the last bitter,

" why not just be a bad guy until he's dead?" continued slowly but sharply, making Rusdi unable to say the word.

" I came here only because of my duty as a child,

I don't expect his kindness in any form." added Pamungkas.

" Don't be so son..??"

" why not?!" Looking at Rusdi, though,

" where were you when my mother and I were treated and abandoned? Where's where?,

What did he say about my opah?

They never even saw me?!" Finally hissing, restraining his anger.

" You think what you're doing is good? fair??,

I tortured you like a traitor's mother,

Like I'm not her real son, anyway,

have you never advised your brother?

Confirming to her that what she did was wrong?!" the eyes of the victim are reddened.

Rusdi bowed deeply, there was nothing he could say to defend himself and his family.

" There is nothing to say." said Rusdi slowly,

" why? wouldn't it be nice if you guys were afraid of him? or even so unfortunately you guys to him until you do justification for his unreasonable attitude?!"

" pardon us son." said Rusdi helplessly.

After Rusdi returned to Rahmat's house, Pamungkas went back into the house,

He went straight into the room and lay down beside his wife.

" Where are you?" ratih's voice was slightly hoarse, but his eyes were still closed.

" Smoke for a moment." replied the man, wrapping his hand around his wife's stomach.

" Go back to sleep." said Pamungkas while peeking Ratih's cheek,

" Aren't you sleeping?" Trainly opened her eyes slowly,

" I'm going to sleep in a little while" replied Pamungkas.

Ratih nodded, having lost to his drowsiness, he closed both of his eyes back.

The last who saw it only sighed while bringing his head closer to his wife's head, in the eviction of his anxiety, in the eviction of bad memories that always thrust into his head every minute

He must sleep, at least tonight he sleeps without bringing his hatred, he must rest..

Finally awake, the sound of zinc being blown by the wind from a neighboring house across the street makes it no longer able to close its eyes.

The man got up, glanced at the wall clock, still at dawn..

and his wife was still good next to him.

The man got out of bed and walked out of the room.

He did not see the owner of the house, apparently he slept in the house of his father.

" Puni.." Ruslan's voice called his sister out to the porch.

Rapuni who had just finished wiping away the Grace walked out toward Ruslan.

" Where's the end going?" both of them saw the sky from above,

The tall man walked quietly away from the house, and entered the direction of the plantation.

" Maybe go to the river" said Rapuni,

" do you know it's a river??"

" maybe the benenya (wife ) who told you, because yesterday I took him the road to the river." explained Rapuni, Rapuni,

" didn't he get lost later??" Ruslan's worried.

" Eh, he's not Ruslan's son. It's also noon, a lot of people pass by there," Rapuni went back inside.

It was not long before Ratih walked over, then climbed the wooden stairs with his heart,

" good morning, um..?" greet Ratih,

" uhh.. Morning son.. Where's your husband?" ask Ruslan directly,

" ah. want to walk he said om." replied Ratih,

" didn't you go with me??"

" no, let him get some fresh air and see the river flow." replied Ratih reviewing a smile.

" Is that right?" Ruslan's still worried, though,

" right om.. He also needs time to think.." Ratih convinces Ruslan and walks into the house.