Three Generations of Sultans
132. The Chicken Tragedy

...Happy Reading's...

The tightness in Arka gradually began to be conditioned, although the fear is still rampant everywhere at this time.

His hand was still a little trembling while holding a knife that felt as if it was heating up, like freshly baked on a fireball.

I want this, right?

Where are you, honey? he said he did not want to go anywhere, this is you just run away?

Baby... help me?

All the swearing Arka said in the heart.

" Sir, where is Hesti sir?"

Arka ventured to talk to Hesti's father who was still following his wife's steps out of the house and headed to the garden behind his house.

" A cry at the corner of the room." Answer Mr. Hesti with ease.

" huh? can I see him now, sir?" Arka immediately could not bear to hear it, but she always kept Hesti so that she did not grieve let alone cry.

" Would you be eaten alive by her mother? I'm just horrified, cook you not?" Said Mr. Hesti while rubbing his arm.

Gluey!

The words of his father Hesti immediately made Arka swallow her own saliva.

" Yes, same sir." Answer then.

" Look Arka, as the word says, God creates the scorching sun and makes the temperature heat up, so that we can feel how good it is when our body is exposed to cool air AC or exposed to wind from the fan."

Arka also agreed with his father's words, he looks to shake his head repeatedly.

" So also with the cold, how can we enjoy the warmth of our bodies when using a jacket, if there is no cold that hit, if there is no cold, so the point is we should not blame something unilaterally, there must be other favors that you will meet behind it all." Finally the wise speech came out of the mouth of Hesti.

Bener also yes, taksebuin first his mother, just take care of his son, right? arka spirit you can definitely! love does need to fight, to feel beautiful when enjoying it.

" Are you ready?" Hesti's mother shouted as the two men left behind.

" There!" Mr. Hesti immediately moved his chin to get Arka to get closer to his wife, but he remained standing in his place.

With heavy steps he walked closer towards his mother.

" Info maszeh...is the water hot yet?" Shouted Hesti's mother with someone in her kitchen.

Jeez... Why use all hot water? I was told what this is, aaaa... Baby, did you not hear the call from my heart? here Hes... accompany me?

" This is the hot water ready!"

A man is seen carrying a pot of hot water that is still reflecting hot steam and it makes Arka ketar ketir.

Was I told to prove love? but cook with hot water, if I was told to take a bath wear it must have blistered and cooked all? how is my trus nasip? will Hesti still be able to love my circumstances?

Arka could only nailed to the spot, without daring to protest anything in front of Hesti's mother, but her sweat poured out profusely, a sign that Arka was at the point of her fear.

" Here you are?" Her mother flicked her finger back at Arka.

" I.. yes buk, sa.. I was told why buk?" Ask Arka in a disjointed voice.

" You can slaughter a chicken, right?" Said Hesti's mother who made the Ark instantly dumbfounded.

Allohu Akbar's

" Anyway you should be able to slaughter the chicken, I don't want to know yes, cook later there are two heads of the household who can't slaughter the chicken at all." Said the mother back which made Arka unable to say anything.

" So this knife is for slaughtering chicken buk?" Ask Arka innocently.

" Yes..so what else do you do?"

" But just now?

Gosh... What's on my mind, why do I think he's that bad, turns out this is all about the tragedy of the Rooster?

" It was fast that there was a chicken in the cage as well, you slaughtered yes, same maszeh that told holdin."

" Is that dad, is there a buk?" Ask Arka back.

" Your father was afraid that if I told him to slaughter a chicken, he saw that his blood was already scared, but if he was told to eat the food he was the champion, somehow that's the model!"

Your papa? have they considered me a son-in-law?

The word 'Mu' behind the name of father and mother turned out to make two corners of Aunty Arka lifted, maybe this is what Hesti's parents had meant earlier, not because they were against their relationship because Arka was a widower.

" Can you slaughter a chicken like that duck? you know, we'd rather eat our own pet chicken instead of the cut chicken."

" Insa can open."

Finally a sweet smile rose from Arka's face.

" Woo... handsome also you then, just deserve my son's clamps with your kayak widower!" Umbat Hesti's mother who made Arka widen her smile even more.

Honey...if you're here, aaa. it turns out we managed to get their blessing.

" But you've been slaughtering chickens yet?" Mother Questioned Nesti back, because Arka was just smiling from now on.

" Not yet buk, usually just buy it that is clean, but bismilah aja, hopefully can."

Provided there is determination everyone can also definitely do it Arka thought with passion.

" It is not easy to kill the animal, if it is too strong to cut it and break its neck can be haram meat, but if too slowly do not die the chicken is also your sin, for torturing that animal." Obviously the mother.

" Dishew?" Arka immediately scratched his nape, the already round belief so faded little by little.

" I don't want to know, you have to!"

" Buk....before, may I ask?"

" What?"

Plaque!

Herti's mother immediately hit Arka's arm, she who is still serious about cutting Chicken even Arka still had time to discuss the others.

" Hit was chicken, and then another!" Hesti's mother immediately wandered towards him.

" But I want to hear first an explanation from mom, so I can rest easy in cutting the two animals." Reply Arka who began to master the situation there.

" Ckkk. hais you, then we sit there."

" Good buk." Arka immediately returned a smile, this is the time he pedekate to the prospective in-laws he thought.

" Don't you, your father must immediately say if anyone wants to slaughter chicken." Heri's mother immediately invited Arka to sit in a chair beside the garden that planted several types of vegetables there.

" Maybe not the buk." Said Arka who had started to relax a little and was not tense anymore.

" It used to be like that, hmm. like this child Arka, mother never had certain criteria to be a prospective mother-in-law."

" But, I just don't want to see that Hesti is lacking in affection from you, because you already have a child from another woman." Said Hesti's mother back.

" I understand buk, but I assure you, Hesti will not lack any one of me, my feelings are sincere for my mother's child, not to mess around."

" Hmm.. Then I keep your promise! can I call that your promise? if you deny him hell, what is his guarantee?"

As a mother, she just wanted the best for her child.

" Of course, I will take care of Hesti with all the abilities that are in me buk, although sometimes in the household must be a child of thorns and others, but I promise I won't leave Hesti no matter what happens."

" Thank God, then you can calm down, what class is your child now?" Mother Hesti could finally smile.

" It's buk work, he's a lecturer now."

" HUH? but you still look young?"

" Hehe. thanks buk, mom can do it." Arka even looks embarrassed himself.

" Why isn't your son my man?"

Duars!

" I'm sorry, I told Hesti to choose my son, too, but he's getting angry with me, but I've risked my feelings for Himi's good, but Hesti won't accept it."

" Yes too, which love can be forced, it just flows, right?"

" That's right buk, hehe.." Finally Mother Hesti was one commando with her.

" Did your son agree?" Ask Hesti's mother who made him come back to hang.

That's the problem.

" Hmm. I haven't said the buk, but I will try, he will understand later." Although still in doubt but he does not want to lose Nesti now, let alone have received a blessing signal from both parents.

" Hmm.. Just talk slowly." Heri's mother gently patted Arka's burly shoulder, as if calming.

" Thank you for the time?" Arka did not expect it turned out that the mother of Hesti was also very understanding, missing her bad prejudices at the beginning they met.

" All children will certainly not accept if the father wants to marry again, no one can easily accept the mother or father just connect, maybe they will feel betrayed, maybe they will feel betrayed, or maybe it's a fear that her parents' affection is no longer for her."

" Do you have any advice for me?" Arka can always make the atmosphere calm and peaceful.

" Where does my mother know? the one who has a child is you!"

" Yes, sorry, just usually as a mother would know better how a child feels."

" Yes, the mother's advice, who is patient, the child's heart is fragile when he has lost one of his parents, if according to the mother anyway do not be too forced, just try slowly, just slow down, because in reality all children also want their parents to be happy."

" Thank you so much buk, mother's advice is very helpful."

Arka felt very grateful, finally the path she took was not as sharp as she had imagined at first.

The fear that often haunts him to have a virgin lover gradually begins to fade.

" Hmm.. the spirit!" Said Hesti's mother while clenching her fingers.

" Mommy. May I shake your hand?" Suddenly it crossed Arka's mind to ask for blessing directly.

" hey? why?" Ask Mother Hesti who was immediately astonished.

" I want to ask for my mother's blessing?" Speak with courtesy.

" Don't want to civm his hands too? just wanna shake a doang?"

It turns out that Arka only realized that Hesti's silliness was declining from his mother.

" When would you please, would you be happy?" Answer Arka who became a little misbehaved.

" If the other civm doesn't want it?" Hesti's mother even eroded the distance between them.

" HUH?" Arka immediately jumped in shock, she immediately circulated a glance to the right and to the left, she really did not expect that her mother had acted this far.

" Where?" Her mother again teased her.

" Sa.. sa.. I asked permission first to be with Hesti ya buk?" Arka again felt frightened, even his words to the point of faltering because of it.

" Hahaha..amuk joking Arka, you are so innocent, often bullied Hesti is not?" Hersti's mother even held onto her stomach for holding back a laugh.

No child, no mother, both like to make my heart feel like it wants to be dislodged, weak helpless.

" Hehe.. so often a bouquet." His tense body again slacked off instantly.

" I guessed it, haha.."

Arka was finally relieved and also chuckled with his mother, because Hesti was his master in playing the word, especially if it had been combing, making the woman's face always imagined in his mind, when Hesti was not beside him.

...“There is one word that can free us from all the burdens and pains of life. That word is love.”...