Tsunami Wedding
51. Seized Decisions

"Kok babu? Oh God, Been Colored! By Allah, Abang Khilaf. Brother regrets, Colored. If only there were no seeds there, Brother would have left him, Colored!"

"So you mean Brother, you want to use us two? Brother already able to charge two bini? All this time for our household needs is still lacking, Bang. Especially if you share two. It will not be enough to pay for everything. Not to mention that your salary is now smaller than it used to be. Is your brother willing?"

Khadijah's question was like a slap to Malik, the man was sitting limp thinking of the words of his wife. What Khadijah said was true, his work now only produces a mediocre salary. Even if it was for his two wives, it would not be enough to pay the home and car loans.

Although he had fields and land, it already belonged to Khadija and Riska. Moreover, all this time he did not want to know about managing his fields, Khadijah 'was the one who took pains so that their palm could be harvested, even sold to his buyers.

Malik approached Khadijah and even rested at his feet, "Don't go, please! Stayhere. You don't know what your life is like after you're gone."

Khadijah just silently did not answer, this is the lack of Khadijah. She could not see her husband struggling like that. Khadija is the type of person who does not have the heart, even himself never berated his children if they are guilty.

"Deck ... Brother please!"

Khadija still did not answer, after a few minutes he sighed deeply. "Give Colored Time, Bang. If during this one month Abang does not act fairly, Dijah will sue Brother to court."

"Thank you, Jah."

Malik wanted to hug her, but Khadija brushed off the man's hand. "Don't touch Colored! Not accepting used goods. Being colonized still wants to stay here it's solely because of Riska! Riska needs us, so be nice to her, don't waste the opportunity of being Colored. Once you make Riska angry because of Brother's treatment, look out for Brother!"

This was Khadijah's decision, which made no sense to everyone but he did it for the sake of his son, Riska.

Many may hate him, but he believes the decision is best for his daughter.

Khadijah tidied up his house, a house that looked like a warehouse. The messy dirty clothes piled up inside the bucket made him shake his head.

***

The night had come, they re-assembled at the house of Bang Imran, Paktua Kodir who called him. "So what's your decision?"

"See another month, Paktua."

Paktua Kodir can only sigh, his duties as a parent are over now only his nephew who determines. Because the decision is in the hands of those who live it.

Kodir's agent glanced at Malik, "Malik! You have the heart, did you hug your son from earlier? Don't you miss him?"

"Long, old man."

"Continue?"

Malik fell silent, actually he wanted to hug Riska but he felt unworthy of the princess' embrace after what he did to his son.

"Repair your relationship with your family, before they actually leave you!" kodir Paktua.

Malik could only bow his head, coinciding with it his phone rang. Sweat was pouring out there.

"What's wrong? Who's calling?" ask Paktua Kodir.