The Thorny Journey
flash back 1

yana can not make a choice, yana must accept the decision of her husband faizal, more important the life of the child than not eating rice berlauk.

" bang faizal ain't no money?" ask bang faizal.

faizal never told me how much his salary at work, bang faizal Just give my ration fifty thousand one week, definitely not going to be enough with three children, but always his bang faizal will shop first the kitchen needs, fifty thousand money just for the children's snacks, in the irritants so enough for his next week again.

but this week bang faizal ngak shopping for kitchen needs, while the kitchen yana is clean, the kitchen ingredients are all used up, there is nothing else that can be done for tomorrow.

" so this afternoon we went to the pharmacy, rasha's cough has not healed yet!" yana told her husband who was sitting casually in her living room.

azham had left for school this morning with his father sent faizal, rasha was still lying weak in the room, yana did not know how else, but, faizal did not have the slightest effort for the sake of his family, yana ngak in the love of living properly.

" last night we go, the afternoon the weather is still hot." sahut faizal on yana

yana can only resign, not knowing when yana can make her children happy, really yana parted with faizal and followed her parents.

yana's parents are far from the city where she lives, yana's family does not accept her husband because of his attitude, yana is forced to choose between husband and parents, and the family does not accept her husband, but because yana ngak want to be a wife nusyud yana chose her husband faizal and died her parents.

FLASHBACKS....

House relics of faizal parents became the residence of his small family now, faizal who does not have a permanent job just pacing back and forth in the village, sometimes there are people who ask his energy to help, there are people who ask for help, faizal life depends on fruit trees around his yard.

" what we're gonna eat today, there's nothing I can cook!" yana said to the faizal standing at the back door.

faizal eyes move around looking for what can be sold, usually faizal will climb the coconut tree, coconut is taken up its contents, then sold, usually, the proceeds from the sale can last two or three days, the faizal yard is filled with various types of trees, from coconut trees, guava, rambutan, langsat, mangosteen, mango, and many more, the results of these trees yana and faizal families can connect life.

" today we sell mangoes, many mangoes are ripe!" faizal said again to yana.

every day there are just faizal selling, faizal will check what fruits can be sold, they live so simple, faizal does not want to work, everyday just wandering in the village.

" yana.yana..abah come to it!" faizal has yana cooking in the kitchen.

yana only cooked omelet two grains and vegetable pumpkin crops later in the house.

" yes bang, keep me off the fire first." yana said from behind.

yana still cooks like the old man, yana cooks using wood, yana does not have a stove to facilitate yana cooking, yana accepts her condition sincerely, never once yana complains of her fate.

"assalamualaikum...?" said abah pas up on the terrace of the house stage yana.

faizal who had seen the old man yana from afar welcomed the arrival of the old man yana.

abah comes together, occasionally they will come to see his children and grandchildren, faizal never bring yana back to his village because they have no vehicle.

"get in, yana is in the kitchen, cook again!" faizal said kindly.

yana came closer to her parents who were already sitting on the cement floor, faizal did not have any facilities to complete the furniture in the house.

" mom, how are you?" yana asked as she continued to kiss the hands of her two parents.

yana's house is so alarming, the house that has been damaged here and there, making abah yana sad to see her child who is not taken care of, yana only wears a shirt that has lost its color, and she wears a shirt that has lost its color, her skirt was also in the same state, yana yang face before marriage pure white changed color to black.

" have you just arrived, do you want to see Azham, where is he going?" ask abah yana who hasn't seen her granddaughter since.

abah yana comes carrying various types of food ingredients, from raw fish there are also those that have been cooked, do not forget to bring chilli, onions, tomatoes, oil and more for yana needs.

" mama!" call faizal.

mak yana turned her head towards her name on the call.

" yes! what's up, something to tell you!" mak Yana asked Faizal who had called her earlier.

lazy people have no shame veins, that's faizal, he did not have the slightest shame on his two in-laws, faizal ngak menafkahi yana properly, he did not have any shame on his two in-laws, every week the yana family will bring the kitchen ingredients needs yana and her child.

" today there is a cheap rice division in the village office, I have no money to redeem it, you can give me a loan of money to redeem the rice." Faizal spoke with a smile.

mak no other choice, if not in love from where his children and grandchildren can eat, blue banknotes on the furur right in the direction of faizal.

" how many are they?" mak Yana asked before taking off the money in her hand earlier.

" thirty thousand mak!" sahut faizal with a shameless face.

" more is back, right?" sahut mak yana again.

faizal nodded as he continued to go to the village hall armed with money given by my mother-in-law earlier.

after the departure of Faizal the yana family could speak more freely to yana, yana was indeed an obedient wife, she had never asked anything from her husband, the clothes she had been wearing all this time, it was yana clothes before marriage, already eight years yana married, yana clothes never change, even on Eid.

" what is your heart made of, how can you be patient like this?" mak yana said in a sad tone.

mak yana ngak know what makes yana can survive to this day, mak yana every day persuaded her children to want to die is faizal.

continue again to an even more exciting chapter.there is a wrong please in the correction of temperature....