
I rushed to park the legendary motorcycle belonging to the Thunder mas on the house edge. I said my greetings and rushed towards the middle room, I saw a land letter in the form of SPH being burned by Thunder mas. Immediately I took my life and tried to extinguish the fire that came from the letter. I hit with a broom and it finally went out. I picked up the piece of paper and put my mother's name on it. It was a land letter that is now made into a garden by the Thunder mas. The land was once empty land. And the new Guntur mas returned from Java, he took the initiative to plant two hectares of land with palm oil, it took 4 to five years to wait for the harvest. Mother and father sometimes to eat rely on the results of the garden. As for the control of the father, I always arrange the results of the rubber tapping which is the mother and father's land but the results are divided into two. Then the results for us I always save if at any time the father or younger brothers of Guntur need a fee.
As for the daily meal of Guntur mas also tapping rubber in the garden of others, alhamduliah last two years mas Guntur worked in one of the offices of Religion. At that time the chairman of KUA was looking for boarding school alumni who understood the problems of marriage, divorce and heirs. Guntur graduated, although the salary is not paid every month. But thank God sometimes if there are married people we will get money tired. But actually we sometimes much tombok for transportation because if the married are neighbors who are underage. Because guntur mas will help administrative matters and court money.
I saw that mother was already in a deep red staring at Mas Guntur. While Guntur mas just sat on a rattan chair.
“You're outrageous! The insolent! This is the result you've been mumps for years! This is the influence of your wife for sure!” Mother's hardness on me with one index finger pointing at me.
“Mother!” Bentak mas Guntur,
“Mas... “ My divorce on my husband and mother. This is the kind of situation I avoid. I can't bear to see Guntur mas must be confused to behave. And this time I do not know what the problem is until my husband who is so dear, obedient to his parents must burn the land letters belonging to father and mother. Lucky everything happened in my house, not in my mother's house. If you do not pity your father.
“You are really late! I'll sell the house! I'll go with Yani or Yadi after she gets married! I ate ati here!” Said my mother leaving the house. I just stared at my mother's departure. I'll take a broom and a plastic. I put it in a burning plaque and half paper. Guntur seemed to be sitting enjoying his coffee. I dare not ask, worried that my husband is still emotional. Guntur must be very angry to be able to do things that for me have also passed.
I just went to the room to store the plastic, who knows what I need one day. But the thunder mas prevented me.
“Just leave, on fire.” Said Guntur slowly.
“Mas…. What was? Kok ya until like that.. However wrong mother, we can not yell at them mas..” Say me slowly as I wipe her thigh.
“Hhhh... “ Mas Guntur sighed and rubbed his face several times.
“Mas...” Call me again.
“Hand, ba’da maghrib we go to the house of Mr. Le Gio. Later tell me. Mas want to feed and drink Ijem first,” said Guntur mas while moving from his place.
I just hope that Guntur is given more patience than me. Inevitably, I may not have borne the sin of every single thing my husband did. But I don't want to be separated from my husband at the end of the day. I want us to be together both in this world and in the end. I even prayed that we would not seek one another in the field of Mashhar.
“Yes Allah…. Strengthen the servant and the Thunder mas to face Mother.. “ my murmur.
I sometimes think if because there is no father and mother in our marriage then we do not have children. The doctor said if I gradually no problem, s p e r m a mas Guntur also no problem. But there was no sign yet of me feeling pregnant. I can only continue to bekhuznudzon at what I am currently living. Including facing mom and dad.