Enough One Wife
Deteriorated
Uwak's words were like a slap. Am I so bad, so unfilial to my mother? I love my mom, I love my mom. I also want to do a lot of good for my mother but there are still many shortcomings in me that can not be as good as Udin who was available in the village when his father died.
"Previously sorry Wak if I interfered." Jihan opens her voice as my mouth feels Kelu. Can't say anything. I've really been cornered. "Every child is different, Wak. But I as a friend of his life bang Hasan is very sure he loves his mother and really want to be here longer lsgi. If there is no other obligation, maybe bang Hasan will stay here to welcome guests like bang Udin Uwak told. From the story of the mother and aunt at that time if it was not wrong to return bang Udin because it was already out of contract and his father died. So I did not go back to Malaysia. Isn't that right, Wak?" ask Jihan.
"A ... What are you talking about? Heh, Hasan, how presumptuous is this wife of yours. You never taught him? Dare to say it like that. You know so well. You are just a stranger in Sinj. Or maybe this attitude of yours is because of its influence huh, San? Indeed, if women who are not one klen with us it will never be one understanding. She would regard her husband's family as strangers. I wonder, how did he go to your mother? If not wrong, to meet him, your mother had to wait for days even to be left alone. Is that Siti what Yayuk told you?" Uwak asked for the testimony of Aunt Siti who lived next door to the mother's house.
"Yes, ma'am." Answer mbak Siti.
"Well, hahahaha. That's right my guess. This Hasan became arrogant and did not know himself because of his wife. You were not like that, San. Never mind arguing, even talking to us you don't dare. The influence of the couple is huge. That's why San, I told you to marry the girl in our village. That's Tia, until now she's still waiting for you. Not with a bad woman like this!" cetus Uwak, insulting Jihan is not what Uwak said. Because I didn't dare because my mother always warned me to respect our entire extended family. Our lives are very poor, always expecting help every month. So act like a babu to his master.
"Already have. Hasan, if you want to go back to Jogja, go now. Don't worry about all the fights just now. Go home. Good luck to the destination." Pakde led me to the car so that there would be no more debate. "San, fine over there. Do not be discouraged by the words of Uwakmu. Think of it as the wind. He still likes that. Always underestimate others, even though her husband is no longer the village head." added pakde, then let go of us.
The car is not going too fast. Mind confused. There are many things that make me feel uneasy. About the Uwak and Bude allegations. I'm not like that. I love mom. The proof is that we improved at the end of her life, but people don't know that. Yes
"Bao. Is brother okay? If you're not well, we rest first." Said Jihan, rousing me from daydreams.
"Ahh what the hell. I'm in good health. Just shut up, don't interfere!" I said. The car kept going with my mind unsettled. Worry, but keep thinking about the words of Uwak. Am I not so good?
"Bang, lookout!" Jihan re-opens with a shout.
Ciiittt. The sound of the brakes squeaked along with a light impact with the car in front of me. Ahhh shit, I hit the bumper of the car in front of me because I did not realize that it was red light. Fortunately Jihan shouted so I could quickly step on the brakes, otherwise it might be a big collision that happened.
Before long, someone from the car in front told me to marginalize the car so as not to block traffic after the green light. Then the man asked me to come down.
"Sorry sir, I'm in a state of turmoil. My mother just died. I'll be responsible for the loss you're going through." I said.
After all was done, I was about to return the car realized that the front bamper of my car was also damaged and if compared to the damage was much worse than what I hit, unfortunately the car had gone first. Until I can only grieve what happened.
"Why don't you know in front of the red light!" I nagged when I got in the car. "Look, so we have to compensate plus our front car is also damaged!"
"And I told you to bang, to rest first. Brother does not seem fit, than was too often daydreaming. But you don't want to hear." replied Jihan.
"So you're guilty of me too?" annoyed, I stepped on the gas, brought the car fast and a little careless. Jihan who was in the next chair just quietly, slowly heard him say Istighfar repeatedly.
***
I hit the stone again. But not wanting to realize his own mistakes, it made Jihan as the target of my aggravation. At the crossroad, my car was chased by a police car. I got a ticket for driving past a predetermined speed plus breaking a traffic light.
"Sir, can't it be peaceful?" I asked, whispering a little to the police on duty. "I paid two hundred grand, huh sir?" bargained.
"Sorry sir, please follow the rules!" said the police.
"I give you three hundred thousand, sir. I was really messed up because I just came home from the village, my mother just died sir." I tried to find sympathy. But the result is still nil.
"I'm sorry sir, we're sorry but the rules still have to be followed. Good mornin. Good luck with your trip, congratulations to your destination!" said the policeman.
Unfortunately I met with honest police, not people with money then all the problems can finally be resolved. He gave me a ticket and I had to follow the hearing in accordance with the conditions.
"Aghhh, why is everything a problem!" my mind was really upset, but could not also vent to Jihan because she was innocent, she did not even say a word. He closed his mouth tightly while clutching the sheet tightly.
