THORNS IN MARRIAGE
CHAPTER 54 - OPENING UP THE STORY OF THE PAST

Instantly the heat ambushed while cold sweat seeped out from the pores of my skin. I shiver in fear. Moreover, my left ear heard an er*ngan sound that made my heart almost dislodged.

The soft roar of a white tiger that makes me creep jump into Wak Hardi who laughs.

"Don't be afraid, Liana! They won't pounce. Instead, they have been protecting Abah Kyai Tubagus' grandchildren from the bad things that others spread!"

"Geez!"

"Sit back at your place, Liana! They're gone!"

"Wis able to see them?" I was trembling but curious.

Wak Hardi smiled faintly then nodded.

"They are faithful followers of Anom's brother."

"Are they genies? The devil?" I'm getting nervous freaked out.

"They were human. They are brothers and sisters of Abah's children who were treated since they were toddlers. They are obedient children and follow wherever Abah Anom goes."

"Then?"

"According to the story told by the parents, Ki Jalu and Ki Maung are innocent children. Often insulted people because of the physical condition of thin dry and black skin half-sniff. Both their parents are embarrassed so they can throw into the middle of the forest because they continue to receive ridicule from the surrounding residents."

I listened to Wak Hardi's story carefully. Instantly I forgot the sadness of my life that I was experiencing. Focus until without feeling azan maghrib reverberate.

"Sholat first, Liana! We will continue again!"

"Assynnya!"

"Glamma!"

Wak Wati, Wak Hardi's wife opened the door of their half-room house.

"There's a guest!" he cried with a smile.

I kissed the back of his hand. Hugging him while kissing the right cheek kiss the left cheek.

"Sir, how's Wak doing?"

"Health, Neng! Thank God, when is it coming?"

"There's not an hour!"

"Already bases. Go to the wall (times) before it gets dark!" wak Hardi said firmly.

One thing I like about him is his charisma. His aura of leadership was very pronounced. Worth it, because he is the founder of padepokan who has hundreds of santri loyal followers in Papa's hometown which is different from the village with Wak Hardi's house.

I had only been to Wak's house twice before I got married. So, a bit vague and forgetful to remember the route of the road. But I don't know today as if someone is leading me. So I arrived at Wak Hardi's house without stray even though almost the road that I walked changed after a dozen years.

Wak Wati and I lead each other.

Walk slowly down the tampang that is not too slippery because it is not yet the rainy season.

The sound of rustling river water began to sound because the distance of the river from the Wak house was not too far away. Just a little down the hills of bamboo grove bushes.

"Hussis... Just surprised!"

I'm shocked. Wak Wati was suffocated but in a quiet voice.

"What's up, Wak?"

"Hehehe... There's nothing, Liana! Come on, just keep going. Don't look back!"

I'm nervous. Back to the story that Wak told but still hanging because it entered Maghrib time.

How surprised I was when I saw Wak Hardi had already arrived at the river.

How can Wak Hardi arrive first when Wak Wati and I walk ahead?

We all have no voice. So did I. Although there are questions embedded in the mind and I would love to say at that time, but I remember the challenges when we stepped on the earth of Banten which is still heavily guarded by its citizens, especially newcomers like me.

There are some customs that we must take care of when entering a new territory because it could be offensive to the ancestors accidentally.

Maghribku prayer feels much more delicious because it is khusu' without any interference with the sound of electronic devices because it is remote.

Although there is already lighting the electricity, but only the light bulb. So that the light obtained is only dim.

At seven o'clock less, after a long time I just reopened the Qur'an and read one of the letters namely Yasin letter with guidance Wak Hardi and Wak Wati which I addressed a special letter to Papaku the deceased, he said, Tubagus Arya Wardana.

I used to have absolutely no idea that Tubagus was a title. I thought it was just a name. But it turns out there is a burden on the name of the Banten royal family that Papa sawang.

My name is Liana Wulandari. Then my sister, Genta Muhammad Wardana.

We were a modern family. Never do strange things or rituals. My mom is like society in general. Although we are Muslims, but not among the devout Muslims. Even sometimes our lifestyle is a bit westernized because Papa businessmen and Mama can be said to be the mothers of socialite officials. Long ago. Long ago when our lives were still prosperous. When me and Genta were kids.

A plate of boiled cassava is still steaming out hot air, as well as Wak Hardi coffee and tea tubruk two glasses for me and Wak Wati.

It feels, it has been a long time I did not eat steamed cassava which is legit and delicious because it is cooked on the coals stove furnace in the kitchen wak Wati simple but very clean it.

"Geezer! Liana's got a problem!" I said reopen the conversation.

My heart is much calmer now. So one by one I told them regularly from my failed marriage to a new problem, two brothers who suddenly wanted me to be their wife.

I also told you about Jordan's situation, which is not okay.

All I'm telling you is nothing I'm keeping secret because I want my problems to be solved without hurting anyone.

Wak Hardi and Wak Wati heard my story seriously.

"Liana!... Since the beginning of your marriage to Irsyad, Wak has told your Papa that you do not match the day and date of your birth. But your father scolded me and accused me of giving bad prayers on the first day you held the status of wife."

"Papa?"

"You know what, Liana? Arya does look cute on you guys, you and Genta. My sister did deliberately want to give the impression no matter even evil in your eyes! It was because of your Mama's threat, Farida after the magistrate's hammer knocked and their marriage was over."

"Mama? Why did Mama forbid Papa to do good to Liana and Genta? Are we not his children? Papa and Mama's real flesh? It's only natural that they give us complete affection despite the fact that their household can no longer be maintained?"

"Hhh... There was a deep disappointment that made your mother do that! Wak does not entirely blame your Mama! Maybe it was His way for them to go through all this even though it looked childish!"

"of course. For Lian Mama and Papa it was very childish! Not one bit thought about our feelings being hurt because of their separation. Should be added to the indifference of both, by not wanting to bring and take care of us when Liana was also Genta was still immature and still needed the affection of both!"

"You are afraid that you will be the victims of our great family's warring dispatch!"

Whaties??? Bad-ass shipment? Especially this? In this era of modernization and in the metropolis where we live? Does that make sense?

"That's why you guys were left in a faraway place and didn't dare Arga look at it for fear that the long-distance shipment could hit you both!"

Again I can only be dumbstruck to find out again the truth about my life in the past.

"Know, Liana! Parents do something that must have a basis, because mosesabab and purpose and purpose. They must have considered before doing something, of course for the future of the children they love."

I was stuck alone.

"But sometimes the thinking power of a child has not come to that understanding, Wak! Only disappointment and sorrow and regret why their hearts left us like a child without parents! Hik hik hicks..."

I wept. But now it is much better to understand why Papa and my Mama did not take us along, but entrusted to Wak Darmawan Mama's biggest brother.

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