The Neglected Pearl
Part 141 Happiness

That afternoon after the body of Zaki's favorite son was finished in the cemetery, Defi seemed to be leaning beside the refrigerator, he felt pain because it was so heavy that the suffering was in his natural state.

“Relax dear, you are still young, there are still many opportunities to have a child, be patient and just let go so that his soul is calm in nature there.

“Iya, Ma,” replied Defi in a soft voice.

Defi's parents must always calm his daughter's heart, but for Defi, his heart could not accept the words of advice from both parents, he said, Defi still needs the right time to be able to accept what has been lost from him.

After a week at Intan's house, Defi's parents returned to the city of Padang, sadness came to him again, because both parents had left. Defi looks like a man who has no spirit of life.

His hatred of Nurul makes his chest more tight, Defi must try to accept the reality, but Defi increasingly saw a deep sense of vengeance on Nurul.

That morning when Nurul came to visit Intan's house, all the family welcomed him with pleasure, but Defi went straight into his room with an angry face.

“What's the matter, sister, why don't you look happy with my presence?"

Defi did not answer, but the look on his face still showed displeasure, Fatma who saw it became worried with Defi's attitude, because Defi who had been good turned out to change instantly in his family.

After Defi entered his room, Nurul immediately sat down, Fatma tried to calm her youngest daughter, so that sadness did not hit her.

“Relax dear, later let Mother talk to your sister.”

“Any ya Bu, suddenly kak Defi changed when all this time he looks so good on us.”

“Not for us son, but only for you he who feels unhappy.”

“Why so yes Bu.”

“Entahlah, Mother herself does not know.”

“Yes already if Defi brother is not happy with my presence, I should just go, later if he already feels better, then I am here again.”

“Ah, don't do it son, must be any way, you can't talk like that.”

“The two of you have become brothers, who should love each other and share together,” Mang Ojo timpal.

“But you saw for yourself right, he was angry when I came.”

“This is just a small matter, son, later you talk to your brother,” continued Mang Ojo, who heard the conversation between the two of them.

“Bapak and Mommy are right baby, maybe Defi is still sad, so it looks like that, later let us talk to him,” said Intan who also co-chaired the conversation of the three of them.”

“Yes, if so,” replied Nurul with dissatisfaction.

All the family must find a way for Nurul to smile, but the sweet girl the youngest daughter Mang Ojo seemed dissatisfied with the incident at that time.

Seeing his daughter like that, Mang Ojo was not happy, then called him Defi secretly somewhere.

“Why dear, is there a problem between you and Nurul?”

“Ngak!” answer Defi ketus.

“No need to lie with the Father, your brother has come from far away, just to say his condolences to you, but you feel unhappy with his presence, why?”

“I don't feel that way, Mr.”

“Do not lie to Father!”

Hearing the pressure from her in-laws, Defi just kept quiet, she looked weakly bowed before Mang Ojo.

Nurul is a good person dear, he will not be able to repay the bad deeds we did to him, seeing your attitude earlier, he feels very sad.

“I feel heartache Sir.”

“Harm why?”

“For our husband so here,” replied Defi slowly.

“What do you mean?”

“Father see for yourself right, our house is burning, while my only son left us all, try if her husband did not burn our house, surely we are not like this is not?”

Hearing Defi's confession, Mang Ojo felt a little strange with his ex, it turned out that Defi had always considered her husband's house his own home.

Must be unhappy with Defi's confession, Mang Ojo still react wisely, so that Defi does not feel offended.

“Iya, Sir.”

“Not that time Nurul refused to marry us with Riza.”

“Iya, sir.”

“But for the sake of saving the orphanage children, he had to sacrifice his love and feelings, you should appreciate that, should be a little.”

Defi seemed silent to listen to the explanation of his father-in-law, but must he be silent, Defi still listen and listen to one by one of his in-laws.

“Not your son who left, the treasure of the Father also ludes, you see sendirkan?”

“But Father's house they have changed, then what about my son.”

“You are right, if the current house Father has changed back, but it is just a temporary residence, son, not for forever.”

“What do you mean by Father?”

“The original residence is only on the side of God, and has not been given to us, you know why?”

Defi did not answer, but he shook his head, a sign, he still responded to the question he asked Mang Ojo to him.

“Patience and sincerity, that's the only answer.”

“I don't understand, I mean Mr.”

“If the house of this world is only a temporary dwelling, then the original is in the paradise of God, while your little son, has been waiting for us all there, then who is lucky, Father or you?”

“I Sir,” replied Defi in a soft voice.

“But with one note, be patient and sincere, sincere how? sincere in accepting what has become God's provision, because everything that happens in this world, and befalls on someone, it is already a provision that has been set.”

“Iya, Sir.”

“You already understand Nak?”

“Udah Sir.”

“So this is not all Nurul's fault, because in this case Nurul also became a victim, and even we ourselves are sacrificing her, for whom? For the lives of starving orphanages.”

Hearing the explanation from Mang Ojo, Defi's heart became happy, his mind that contained pain and hate, turned into regret, without being told by Mang Ojo, Defi finally came out by itself.

Defi apologized and hugged his sister's body, because all this time, Defi also found out that Nurul was indeed they sacrificed at that time, for the sake of starving orphanage children.

“Im sorry brother, deck. Because brother has misjudged you all this time.”

Nurul who felt a little appreciated, his heart became happy, the pain he had felt had turned into a feeling of happiness.

Everyone seemed to be smiling happily at that moment, an unpaid smile with a handful of gold.

“This son of mine, has also become a brother's son as well, I do not mind really, if at any time you come to bring him.”

“Is that really dear?”

“Iya, sis.”

“Thanks for the deck, for the understanding.”

“Sama-sama brother.”

Like one whole brother all of them, gathered and smiled together, the sadness and happiness they enjoyed together.

“Yes already, I think I have to go home, Papa will come back again.”

“Yes, dear, be careful on the road,” Fatma told Nurul.

“Iya, Mum.”

After they say goodbye, Nurul returns home with Rohana, with Rohana, Radit grows healthy and strong.

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