
"Mas. Don't go with your mom's anger." Zulfa tried to block Herman's departure.
"What do you care about." replied Herman annoyed
"This is for you too. They didn't let me go. And you'll be hit by it."
Amid his anger, it turns out that Herman still holds a love for his family.
"Zulfa, I'm sorry. Never listened to you this whole time. Forget off. I go first." said Herman, holding a small bag containing his clothes.
"We can deal with that problem together" Zulfa said.
"Zulfa you don't know who they are."
They did not realize, the small commotion made Malika and Irwan wake up. The two headed towards his mother who stood staring at Herman's departure.
"Mother."
He immediately grabbed Malika in his carrier. Then Irwan who came, looked sad and scared. Diah grabbed the hand of the mother.
"I'm picking up the kids."
Herman said goodbye without touching the two at all. Then go to the back door and disappear behind the darkness of a still-dense night.
"Mama." Glazed, he approached his father-in-law.
"Take them to their room. It's still night."
"Yes, Ma."
Without much denying he did what Halimah said.
"Irwan's thirsty?"asked Zulfa, seeing Irwan's attitude as if reluctant to return to his room.
But he shook his head. There was calmness on his face.
"Mother, did you leave?"
Although it was still very small, but he could understand what was happening to the adults around him.
"Yes, Honey. But I'll be back."
"I'm glad you don't exist."
"Thank ... Don't talk like that, no good."
"I don't like dad. Bad father, angry and not loving with us."
"Already, already ... now sleep. Irwan's school tomorrow, right?" entertain Zulfa while delivering them to their respective rooms.
Then she gently stroked Irwan's head to sleep. While Lika had already fallen asleep by herself in her lap. Then Zulfa put it on his bed.
After both fall asleep. Zulfa simply stared at the ceiling of his sons and daughters room blankly.
With Herman gone, it made him cramped. Failing to accompany Herman to be good.
Could it be that the Creator wants to show us that we have not known. He tried to be honest with what happened.
Then he went to fetch the ablution water, to complain all that he felt to the true owner of body and soul.
Without feeling he also fell asleep on the prayer mat where he prostrated.
But he still woke up as usual. Then he headed for the fermentation room, staring at the expanse of tempe ready for sale. Don't know what he's gonna do.
As usual, Zulfa sliced the tempe into square sections. Then he put it in baskets. He could only sit in the middle room.
Halima who had just woken up, looked sadly at Zulfa.
"Zulfa, forgive mama, make you sad."
"It's okay, Ma. Moga mas Herman is quick to change."
"Mama also prayed that way, Zulfa."
"What are you finished with?"
"Slicing tempeh, Ma."
"Have just tipped the same paklikmu. Let's sell it."
"Yes, Ma" said Zulfa happily. There's a solution to the problem.
"Zulfa to Pak Lik first, Ma."
"Yes." Yeah."
Zulfa immediately left his house, headed for Herman's house. His house is not far away. Only about 400 meters from his house.
Lucky when he arrived there, his uncle was awake and was also arranging tempe accompanied by his loyal employees.
"Assalamu'alaikum .., Mr. Lik."
"Wa'alaikum salam ..., what is Zulfa?"
"This is Mr. Lik. Pick up the temple at Herman."
"Don't you go home again?"
"Yes, Mr. Lik."
"The boy, don't change." grumbled Mr. Lik.
"Yes already. Let Maman go there. You've prepared."
"Here, Mr. Lik."
"Man, when you're done, you take the pick up to Herman's house. Then bring the temple to the market. I'll wait there."
"Good, Gan."
"Yes Mr. Lik, Zulfa went home first."
"Assalamu'alaikum ...."
Zulfa has passed. Walking through the darkness of the night before dawn, alone.
Just a few steps away from her pack Lik's house, she felt someone was following her. And right, on the road that was still very quiet, he was on the block.
Without thinking for a long time, he immediately shouted.
"Sir Lik, please Zulfa."
He's going back to his uncle's house. But his hands were forcibly pulled by that man.
"Please .. please .. please ... please ..." she cried non-stop. To make that person overwhelmed.
He immediately smothered Zulfa's mouth.
But he put up a fight, immediately he bit his palm, and kicked the cell** hard. This causes the person to complain of pain. And he immediately ran fast towards the house of Mr. Likik again.
"What's up, Zulfa?" Said Mr. Likya who had run a few steps from his home.
"There are people who want to be evil
Zulfa." said Zulfa gasping.
"Where?"
"There."
His hand pointed at the direction where he was at.
Without a second thought, Pak Likya ran in the direction Zulfa pointed at following Maman.
A few moments later, they returned.
"Where is Mr. Lik?"
"Not overtaken, Fa" said Mr. Lik, "Have run away with the motor."
"It's starting to be unsafe, our village, Gan."
"Yes, Mr. Lik" said Zulfa.
He was about to report the incident last night. Her husband's testimony scared her. Especially with the events that have just been experienced.
"Last night my mom's house was pounded by unknown people. They're looking for Herman. And threaten us."
"True." said Mr. Lik surprised.
"But it's okay?"
"Nothing, only Zulfa was afraid. If they come back."
"We re-enable the children to patrol, how's Gan?"
"Their love. Their work time may be sleepy."
"Then what, Gan."
"We just point out who wants to be a hansip or security officer for our RT. Later for the joint venture's operational costs."
"That is a special person, Gan?''
"That's better. From this guy it's okay. Later I don't talk to the RT sir, if our village starts to be unsafe."
"Here, if that's between Zulfa and go home. Bring a pick up. Transport the temple."
"Good, Gan."
Zulfa headed for the terrace to sit for a moment. Waiting for bang Maman to pull out his pick up car.
It turned out to be a small commotion earlier, making Miss Zulfa come out, meet them.
"What's the commotion?"
"Mom Lik."
"You're Zulfa. Tumben's here before dawn."
"Yes mom Lik. Sorry to have to take care of Lik's husband. Want a nitip tempe."
"Why?"
"Mas Herman isn't home."
"Subhanallah, not yet aware also tuch children. Have patience, Fa."
"Yes, Miss Lik." replied Zulfa calmly.
There's no way Zulfa's telling the truth. If Herman had been driven out of the house, by Halimah.
"Fa, it's Maman ready."
"Thank you Mr. Lik."
"Yes, the Fa."
"Let's Mrs Lik, Assalamu'alaikum ...."
"Wa'alaikum salam ...,"
"Oh yeah, Fa. bu Lik bought also his yuyu unthuk."
"Later in the afternoon, God willing. Which is now all orders." replied Zulfa before closing the car door.
"It's okay. One kilo yes .... All you wrap how much that is, not promoin in PKK mothers later in the afternoon."
"Siip bu Lik's. Thanks in advance."
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