The Enchantment of Neighbor Grass
Get Out of Here

Hearing the taxi driver's last words, Aulia looked at the adult man driving the taxi from the mirror in front, with a frown. 'What, my face looks so pitiful?' her mind, ask yourself.

Taxis continued to split the streets slightly flooded and through the heavy rain that flushed the city, a moment of silence was created in the cabin of the sedan type car.

Aulia then tried to close her eyes, while leaning her head on the back of the car seat.

While the son looked very comfortable, with a blanket of sarong belonging to the taxi driver.

The driver continued to drive forward, without talking back to his passengers, after he saw through the rearview mirror that the young woman, who was a passenger in his taxi, closed her eyes.

'So much pity for him, it seems that the problem he is facing is quite heavy and complicated, ' the inner driver who can see the sadness on Aulia's face.

After traveling for almost an hour, they arrived at a fairly crowded village on the edge of a small town, where Aulia was born.

Aulia, who could not sleep even though her eyes were closed, had opened her eyes again when the taxi she was riding in got off the highway and headed to her parents' home address.

Yes, Aulia intended to return to her parents' house to rest her mind for a moment, before then taking steps for her future as well as the son, later.

"The second gang, go right, sir," led Aulia to the taxi driver who seemed to be looking for the name of the road that Aulia had mentioned.

"Oh, well, Ma'am," replied the driver who then directed his car to enter the alley mentioned by his passenger.

"The green fence house in front of the left of the road is yes, sir. Later the car went straight into the yard, the gate was never closed really," suggested Aulia, directing the taxi driver.

The taxi driver simply nodded and then immediately turned to the house appointed by Aulia right at the time when the iqomah was being summoned from the mosque in the compound where Aulia's parents were staying.

Sure enough, the high gate was not closed. So that the taxi can directly enter the yard is quite spacious with green grass that is wet with rain water.

"But I'll take an umbrella, ma'am. Let Mbak's son not rained," asked the taxi driver after Aulia paid the fare according to the amount stated on the argo.

Before long, the taxi driver opened the door with a large umbrella to protect his passengers because the rain was still flushing the earth.

Aulia immediately went down while carrying a backpack in the back and the son who had awakened in the front. He then walked into the yard of his parents' house, patrolled by a kindly driver.

"Sung Gapak already I fold and I keep in the back seat yes, sir. Thank you very much" said Aulia, sincerely.

"Yes, Mother. Equally," the grown man replied with a friendly smile. "I'll excuse you, then. Want to spend the prayer in the mosque there first," said the driver while pointing towards the mosque.

Aulia nodded and smiled. After the taxi he was riding had passed from the yard of his parents' house, the young woman then knocked on the door of the house with green paint while saying greetings quite loudly, so that the mother or her first brother who lived with her mother, can hear her voice

Three times Aulia's greeting no one answered. Aulia then tried to open it, but failed because the door was locked from the inside.

Yes, the habits of his parents if the Adhan is heard, the door of the house will be locked so that their worship inside is not disturbed.

'Try it later, perhaps Mother and others still pray, ' Aulia's inner self. He then sat himself on a long bench made of teak wood, which was on the porch of his parents' house. While his backpack is stored on the table.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Madam Ulfa," said greeting Aulia who then moved while carrying the son, approaching the brother.

"Lia?" The woman circulated her gaze, looking for another figure who might have come with her sister.

"Who are you here with?" ask the brother, investigate. He greeted Aulia's hand, coldly.

"Just the same Ammar, Ma'am," replied Aulia, hesitating.

Aulia knew for sure, her family would not like to hear the story of her separation with her husband. Only, for now, Aulia did not know where to go, other than to go back to her parents' house.

Ulfa squinted her eyes. "You fought Handoyo?' cecar Ulfa glanced at Aulia's backpack on the terrace table.

Aulia nodded, slowly.

"Lantas, what do you want to come back here for?" ask Ulfa. "If there is a problem with the husband, it is resolved well and not even playing hazy like this!" ulfa continued in a high voice, before Aulia could answer her question.

"You know, Lia, that our family hates separation so much! Especially now that the mother is sick again, I don't want to if until I know and the disease is worse! I'll also be bothered!" ketus Ulfa's.

"Go home to your husband now and solve your problems!" banish Ulfa, without listening to her sister's explanation.

Aulia's first brother was about to close the door, but Aulia prevented it by holding her hand. "Sir, please don't drive us out, tonight alone," Aulia asked, heartbroken.

"We can't possibly go back to Mas Han's house, Ma'am, because Lia and him have officially parted ways after Lia found out that Mas Han ...."

"Started?" Ulfa's voice sounded very surprised, cutting off Aulia's conversation before her mother Ammar finished her story.

Aulia nodded back, slowly.

"Geez, Lia! What if mom finds out about this? I'll be so sad, Lia!" Ulfa looked in disbelief at her sister.

"How many times have I told you, Lia, to keep your marriage! Mother will certainly be very sad and embarrassed, if until the people in this village know, if the youngest child becomes a widow because divorced by the husband!" Ulfa stared intently at her youngest sister.

Ulfa's gaze, making Ammar in her arms, tightened her hands on her neck and hid her face on Aulia's shoulder.

"But, Ma'am, this ...."

"Whatever the reason, Lia! A wife is still considered guilty and not be a good wife, if until divorced by her husband!" sergeant Ulfa.

"Hurry, get out of here before I know you're coming and the neighbors see you coming home!' push away Ulfa who has closed the door hard.

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