Princess Reunion Cost
I need a hug

The sound of the roar of the sand truck, inviting the attention of residents who were gathering in the musholla. They looked out of the musholla through the window of the musholla. Rarely do sand trucks cross their village. Just now the sand truck passed, now appeared again cement and brick transportation trucks. They began to wonder where the truck was going.

"Tumben ado truck then in siko," said a mother who was looking up from the window of the musholla.

"Oh, that's ka pai ka the house of the Halimah" replied bundo Niar, who had just finished leading the study of mothers in the village.

"Oh, are you in the house of Halimah?" Ask the mother again.

"Come on. Si Batra nan ka mambangun," replied Bundo Niar.

"A lot of pitih minantu the Halimah ruponyo? Salamo ko kecek si Halimah, minantu nyo tu dak do pitih, aka poor."

"Hus! Lovely look at that fashion mangecek!" Tegur bundo Niar's.

The mother immediately fell silent. During this time people in the village were consumed by the talk of Halimah bundo, if his son-in-law there was no money or poor. Batra's choice to rebuild Siti's burning family home, automatically took everyone by surprise. Because building a house that really needs a lot of money and the word 'poor' from Halimah, now is not proven.

"Congratulations sajo, may their house be tired. So, Halimah could live in Sinan." Connect bundo Niar.

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Batra stood in front of the rubble of his father-in-law's house, watching workers remove debris from the Siti family's house fire. The roar of the truck engine averted his gaze and looked at the approaching truck with hopeful eyes.

"Finally come too" Inner Batra, smiling with satisfaction.

The driver of the truck came down after parking the truck. Then he came down to Batra who was smiling at him.

"She Batra?" Ask the truck driver.

"Yes, I am" said Batra.

"Your uncle's at dima's ledge?" Ask the truck driver.

"That's it, da." Batra replied, pointing to vacant land that is still part of the Siti family land.

"Oh, ready" said the truck driver. Then he ordered some of his men, to lower the load.

A building foreman approached Batra who was signing a receipt from the building store where he bought building materials.

"Da," Call the foreman.

Batra turned his head and looked at the foreman who was holding a long paper scroll in his hand.

"Yes" Sahut Batra.

"Iko has fixed yo, da. So, it was built according to the plan nan ado in the picture iko yo, da," said the foreman.

"Yes, da," said Batra, smiling.

After signing the acceptance letter of building materials, Batra smiled again. He was so satisfied when he saw piles of sand, cement and bricks that now began to line up on empty land, right next to the debris of the house that had just been removed.

"Alhamdulillah... Finally came too. Hopefully Bundo and Siti will like the house later." Batra Batra's.

Secretly, Batra drew a house design that had been dreamed by Siti. Although at this time Batra has not been able to buy a house like the one Siti craved, at least Batra tried to develop a house for Siti, even though it was on the land of the Siti family.

Batra was there long enough. Until the afternoon before, he finally returned to the rented house that he deliberately contracted for himself and his family. When he arrived at his rented house, the Maghrib had just reverberated. Then he went to bathe and perform Maghrib prayers.

While Siti is still in the hospital, to keep the Halimah bundo which has now begun to improve. Although tired, Siti still takes care of her mother after she takes care of her two children and takes them to the house of one of her close family.

"Kids just stay with me" Batra said, staring at the exhausted-looking Siti on her way home, after a long day of keeping her mother in hospital.

"Don't da, uda is taking care of the house. There's a lot of debris and nails. Later the children outside the supervision of the uda, fear of anything happening. So, let me just take it to the hospital," replied Siti.

"But you're keeping the sick bundo. Surely you are tired like this and hassles," said Batra.

Siti speechless. He remembered how fussy the youngest was, while in the hospital. This of course makes some patients feel disturbed by the cries of their children.

"Yes already, I will just drop it as Liza's tek," said Siti.

"Seek for help, da. A few days later Bundo will be home."

Batra nodded in understanding. Then he rubbed Siti's back gently.

"Yes, later we give Liza tek money, for children's snacks and also shopping," said Batra.

Siti smiled with satisfaction. Then he looked at Batra carefully.

"Thank you, da,"

"Either. Now you I'll take a peek.. let's sleep well."

"No need da, uda is also tired of helping the workers. So we better get some sleep" replied Siti.

"What's wrong, I'm not tired. Here I go, "Batra tried to convince Siti.

Siti smiled to herself, as she recalled how attentive Batra was to her. Gratitude is never broken from the heart and speech of Siti, because God has given her a man who is so good and loyal to her.

"Yes Allah. May my husband live a long life, always, given much sustenance for all his goodness and sincerity. Aamiin," Inner Siti.

Seeing Siti smiling herself, making Halimah's bundo wonder. He also touched the arm of Siti who seemed to be pensive while smiling to herself.

"You manga?" Ask Bundo Halimah.

Siti was aghast and looked at her mother closely.

"It's okay, bun," Sahut Siti.

"Sanang bana saw den,"

"No, no" replied Siti, while fixing the blanket Halimah exposed on her feet.

"Five lackeys jo your son?" Ask Bundo Halimah.

"Children ado jo tek Liza. Uda Batra sadang ado affairs." Answer Siti.

Halimah laughed a little, then with a look of dislike face she tried to demean her daughter-in-law again.

"Ado apo nyo business? Help me important sajo! Not nyo take care of children, children are instead entrusted to the Liza," said Halimah bundo with his cynical tone.

"Astaghfirullah, bell. Kenap, bundo always indak suko jo husband ambo?" Ask Siti.

"Will not den suko jo lakik you then! No use! Can't count on it!"

"Astaghfirullah bundo... Apo bundo think uda Fadly can bundo rely? While inyo bundo juo's son? Apo inyo care mancaliak amak nyo sakik?"

Siti's question made Halimah's bundo feel offended and angry. He also glared at Siti who seemed to be trying to control her emotions.

"Remember bun, uda Batra is the son of bundo juo! Minantu is a child for mintuo nyo! Ibu nyo uda Batra se eloquent jo Siti. But tibo in Amak Siti, indak never fancy jo uda Batra. So urang, jan snob bana, bun. Beko bundo shame!" Connect Siti.

Siti has not told Halimah that Batra is rebuilding their home. The intention of Batra and Siti is, they want to give a surprise to Halimah. Not knowing anything, Halimah's bundo was still in his vanity.

"Alok-elok you checked! Aden your mother! Aden nan is pregnant with you! Just for the sake of those useless men you fashion tu jo amak you! Durhako's son you!" Speak Halimah bundo with a face that looks so angry.

"Naudzubillah.buno!" Siti almost shed her tears when she heard Halimah's words to her.

"Go home again! Aden Indak needs you at siko!" Speak Halimah bundo out loud.

Siti who was affected by emotions also moved from her seat and out of the room. Siti ran while wiping her fallen tears. He seemed so disappointed by Halimah's bundo speech that it was too painful for him.

"Yes Allah... Achaghfirullahazim..."

Siti kept trying to quell her anger, until a taxi stopped right in front of her. Siti also stopped the taxi to drive herself home and met with Batra. Yes, Hanta Batra is able to make himself back to thinking positively about his biological mother. Batra was the one who always tried to spread and encourage Siti, for all the bad treatment of Halimah bundo to herself and her husband.

"Uda. I need a hug, uda..." Batin Siti, who continued to cry in the taxi that was now moving left the hospital courtyard.