Suppose that... (Turnable Time)
Bickering
This weekend Galang came home because his brother would pick up his wife and son.
Yumna was pleased. He thought this meeting of his could make his relationship with Galang improve
Yumna was wrong. When Yumna tried to get her heart out during her stay here. It is angry.
" What do you mean?, accusing my mother of talking about you that you don't." It was full of emotion.
" It's true that way." Yumna Bela.
" I never accuse Yumna who did not, no. You just make it up." Said Galang's mother who heard the debate between Yumna and Galang.
" I guess, all this time you can make peace. Turns out I was wrong. Yumna, you're still like you used to be. Likes vengeful." Remark still with emotions that ignite.
" Why revenge?" Ask mother.
" First thing, first fight."
" Oh, you have an ugly heart. Your heart is rotten, full of vengeance. Envylike. Envy is not good. You're not trying to take my heart" Omel's mother.
" You can't be led." Say it again.
" Why do you always get angry when I go home." Yumna.
" That's again, that's what's discussed. I told you if you go home without a husband it's a sin law. Pamallic. Ask your mother if you don't believe. If the woman is married it can no longer go home to her own house, except with her husband" Ketus Galang
" But you never want to stay there longer. All my brothers ask a lot of questions about you. I was married, but they never knew my husband. In fact, if I take you to my stepmother's house or my father's grandmother's. You never want to." Yumna.
" Obviously, why did I linger there for so long. Your house goes into an alley, too quiet. I'm bored. And yes, which brother do you mean huh?, also which family are you talking about. I've never even tasted money from your family. Our marriage alone, all my family donated. And your family?!!, what donates?!, not even one rupiah is there."
" Don't you when you came already told me how my family is doing." Yumna was still trying to defend herself. I hope my husband understands and understands.
" After all, I came home because I miss my sister, I also want to be with my family, just like you." Yumna said again.
" If you're still heavy with your sister, why did you marry me. Huh!!!" Galang ripping table.
" Already, a woman like you can't be led." Say it again.
" I've never said anything weird about your wife." Say mother.
" Be quiet, Mom, I know what you look like. How many years I've been your son, of course I've understood your nature, ma'am. Yumna's just a vengeful man, easily hurt."
" Yes le, your wife, since you left, ate her just a little. I thought it might be bad, because I didn't cook, I don't know if it turns out your wife is easily hurt. Win it I never reprimand it, later I say chatty."
Never scolded me, but talked about me in the back. Inner Yumna.
Seeing Galang who said softly, made the inner Yumna so sick.
How not, Yumna even forgot. When was the last time Galang said softly to her.
Even Yumna forgot, if she was a wife.
Yumna felt like a pel*cur, who was given money, after serving in bed.
" Yes I am vindictive, I cannot be led. I like to be envious. I'm easily hurt. Because what? I never get the attention of the family, I'm from a broken home. You don't even treat me well anymore."
" and now, what do you want?" Steady with a tinge.
" I want to come with you, to Bali, if you don't let me go back to my house." Yumna with all her might held back her tears.
" You think it's easy to get you there, huh?. It takes a lot of money. You think it's easy for me to get money." Ketus Galang's.
Yumna chose silence, in continuing to argue also for free, will further hurt her.
Yumna chooses to go into the room, taking Ilmi with her. Closing the door, and locking it.
" Daughter, you're the mother's only encouragement. Mother is determined, will not let you, become like mother. The less affectionate." Yumna cried while hugging Ilmi who started sleeping.
" O ALLAH, if all this is due to my own fault, then I am ready to accept everything that will befall me. However, if this is not entirely my fault, open the door of my husband's heart, YOU ARE THE HEART-REVERSAL.
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Today is the day when the galang will return to Bali..
" Ilmi, do you want to come?" Galang's brother said to Ilmi.
" People don't fit." Ilmi. Makes all of her chuckle.
" Yes, ilmi follows with mother yes, when when." Say the Father.
" When, when, when when. Yes long. Dad, how the hell is this." Ketus Ilmi's.
" Daddy still looking for money." Galang.
" I don't know, I'm mad at you." Said Ilmi, then went to play.
" Hey, where are you going. I'm leaving soon." Shouted Galang.
" Of course, let it go. Then cry if you know, you're gone." Yumna.
" Where's my bag?, have you cleaned my clothes?." Ask Galang.
" It's inside." Nina's voice
" This, please put this in, I'll just wear shorts. The air must be hot. Long trips, and I love drunken trips." Said Galang, while giving long pants to Yumna.
" I'm leaving ya." Galang kissed Yumna's forehead.
" Yes, heart of heart". Yumna.
" Lo, Ilmi, why aren't you coming?." Said one of the neighbors, who happened to see Galang and his brother had returned to Bali.
" Looo, it's still a long time. His father is still looking for money. Her mother let her work here for money." Say mother.
Yumna chose to enter, rather than serve or hear the words of her mother or other neighbors.
Traveling Galang this time, feels ordinary.
If first Yumna will cry after delivering Galang's departure.
This time, Yumna felt ordinary. As if there were no more vibes of love or longing.
" It's gone, Ilmi's father and her sister." Said Ratih, when Yumna came to pick up the necessary items to make a brush.
" It's. Just now, then I'll be here." Said Yumna, who sat looking at the brush that was ready to be sent.
" You have no plans to go to Bali anymore." Ratih asked, while giving a box of ingredients to Yumna.
" I don't know, mbak, later I said to follow, but the real thing is not. Later, I said no, it followed." Yumna said while trying to smile.
" Yes too."
" Yes, I want to go home. Later Ilmi search for."
" Yes, the heart of the heart.."
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