Widow of Two Children in Pinang Bujang
The Part 20
Inside the room, Rahma looked up at the phone in her hand. Previously he got a notification about the amount of money that went into his account. Once in check it turns out from Hendra.
What makes him pensive is the nominal listed. “The incoming money is still the same as before? Strange.. instead of salary mas Hendra should be divided in two. There's no way Hendra didn't support the woman and her son, right?” Thought Rahma astonished.
Afraid Hendra misdid her call her husband. “Hallo, Assalamualaikum.” First ring of direct connection lifted.
“Waalaikumsalam Ra's. What's up?”
“Mas, thanks for the money already in. But what's wrong?” Ask directly.
“Wrong? What is wrong?” Hendra sounded confused. Rahma explained everything.
“Ehem!!” He heard the man thumping. His voice sounded nervous too. “Oh it.. Yes maybe mas wrong. But it's okay. Mas still no handle kok.”
“Yakin?”
“Yakin!” Resolute Hendra who is said Rahma. After a short stale talk Rahma hung up the phone. In his heart he still felt strange.
“But... means that during this year he lived with money from where the woman?” The more curious Rahma made him.
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The evening sky was clear without the clouds blocking it. The wind that blows occasionally shook the leaves gently. In the courtyard of the house of Imas a group of children are seen playing in groups with different games between men and women.
“Arek ulin naon?” Ask one of the 7-year-old boys named Rudi.
(What you play)
“Kaleci weh hayu.” Replied Rizal who was influenced by other children.
(Other marbles only)
“Throw hayuk?” The biggest girl took the initiative. “Hayuk..”.
While under the water guava tree, there is a collection of mothers from the young to the elderly.
“Geus apal beja son of Etin? Geus reuneh tiheula eta tea slave.” In every group of mothers must always tucked one of the people julid bin nyinyir in between. One of them is a woman named Grandchild…
(do you know about Etin's son? The child was pregnant first)
“Ah maeunya, nyaho timana maneh?” The bait that Grandson spread began to ensnare prey.
(Well, you know where you are from)
“Yeh, dumuk urang nempo scarecrow. Budakna kaluar ti panto kitchen rec miceun rubble, kateumpo beuteungna ges gede.” His mouth looks taper and adept at talking about the disgrace of others.
(I saw for myself. The boy came out of the kitchen door to take out the trash, his stomach was already big)
“Oohh. Pantes hastily dikawinkeun whereas leutik keneh.” Ceu Iroh replied.
(so. quickly married when still a child).
“Cu.. Iroh Reproof bu Imas smooth while smiling. “Tipayun ah, bade ashar heula.” Further. Choose to pass rather than later be provoked to talk about the disgrace of his neighbor.
(cu, Iroh don't do that, pamali)
(i first want to pray Ashar first)
“Mih...” from room doorstop Riri's head pokes.
“Ri... tos ashar?”
(ri, have been praying ashar)
(yes, just finished)
“nya ntos atuh mih rek ka cai heula.” Said Ms. Imas while stepping into the back of the house.
(Yes, I went to the bathroom first)
“Tadi si eteh phone mih. Tos send ceunah.” Riri's words made Imas's mother stop and turn the body around.
(so my brother called meh, he said he had transferred/sent money)
“Oh enya, Thank God. To mih phone.” Riri nodded.
”iya, thank goodness. Call later)
Sighing, Imas stepped back. Somehow some time lately his heart is sometimes hit by anxiety that he himself does not know exactly what the reason is.
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The days passed so quickly, without feeling the weekend had returned. There is no activity done by Rahma and her small family in the return of Hendra this time. Even to just visit the house of in-laws as usual or eat out though.
Hendra came home unwell. His body was hot and ever since he set foot in the house, the man complained of dizziness. Until this morning it was still weak.
“Eat first mas.” Rahma placed a tray containing breakfast on the nightstand and helped Hendra to sit leaning on the bed. Rahma painstakingly fed her husband until the food in the dish ran out. “Drinknya..” Rahma thrust a glass filled with water on Hendra.
“Daddy... mother..” the door of the room slightly opened and appeared two small lion-haired heads.
Rahma and Hendra chuckled at Kiara's fluffy hair and Maura plus their waking faces. “Log in son..” Rahma waved, told them to come in.
“Daddy still hurts?” Kiara asked after getting into bed and sat down next to Hendra.
“Yes sister, daddy's body is still hot.” Hendra grabbed Kiara's hand and placed it on his hot forehead.
“Iya hot.”
“Ya already, mommy wants to taro dirty dishes first.” Rahma passed away leaving all three.
Just when the room door was closed, a cell phone call was heard. “Please fetch your father's HP, in bag.” Hendra pointed at the black bag above the sofa.
Kiara quickly went downstairs and grabbed her father's phone. “This father.” He said as he held out a cell phone.
Instead of answering, Hendra turned off the call. “Cock not in dad's lift?” Ask Kiara.
“Nothing. Later father call back.”
“But weird ya dad..”
“What's weird brother?” Hendra.
“Mother just went under the taro plate, uh time already call again aja.” It was obviously Kiara who made Hendra even more confused.
“What do you mean, brother? How can I not understand ya.”
“That's ayahh... who just called dad's mom right?”
“Kok mother?”
“Iyaaaa ayahhh.. in HP the father of his writing is “istri” so.. wife father is mother.” Kiara is clearly.
Hendra could only grumble upon hearing the child's explanation. How could he forget that he had changed the name of Lia's contact with his wife on his phone. “Ish, because of this Rian.” Inner irritated.
His friend always teased Hendra since he accidentally saw a call with the name Lia on his phone. Finally, in order to avoid Rian's temptation, Hendra changed the name of Lia's contact to Wife. Ck..!!