Way Home
110.tales for family

Hazri took a deep breath, gave thanks to him, then rushed back to the friendly. From a distance, Haji Sulton, Umi, and Emak are seen on the front porch. Faruq and Romi are gone, gone home maybe. Upon arrival, Hazri joins in.

“Don't be mad at me, Zri, I was forced..” said Huda who felt Hazri looked at him constantly.

“Hehe.... Who's angry? I want to thank you.”

Laugh all over there.

Huda then tells him that he was sacked by Haji Sulton, forced to tell Hazri whereabouts. “I know you know, Huda. Say secondly...! So, Zri. You know that Haji is angry? Busyet..”kata Huda.

Laugh again all.

“I did force Huda to speak..,” Sulton said later.

“Know where, Mr Haji?” ask Hazri.

“Dreams. The person in the dream told me that Huda knew about you.” Haji Sulton also told me about his dream. “Not old, the rest of me..”.

“Hemh, not old..,” Zaenab sneers warmly.

Everyone laughed again, except Hazri. He was stunned to see the characteristics of the person who met Haji Sulton in the dream. Badly? Characteristics..

“That old man who came to see Pak Haji?” ask Hazri.

“Not. Like I was going where I was, I kept meeting him. Near the river, the green house has a pond. He greeted me and immediately said that Huda knew about you.”

Hazri smiles. Subhanallah.... Who else?

“Kupaksa Huda once he showed up at home a few days ago. Alot initially, but finally can.”

“Use threatened not?” Hazri grimacing.

“Clearly. I'm a son-in-law if I don't want to talk, hahaha.”.

Hazri and Huda are out. They used to talk about that a lot.

“Our story is not interesting. Why don't you go home?” shoot Sulton. Penalty twelve pas.

Hazri sighed. “Where to start? Length of story ”

“Tell me, son, you can..” Maemunah chimed in. Hazri nodded and then told a story. Starting with Day's betrayal.

All quiet...

Maemunah began to cry when the story came to the story of Day's murder. Zaenab. Hazri held her heart and continued her story.

“That's.... Dozens of my men died, more than less fiber if counted correctly. Four of my six regional heads are dead as well. Two in advance when the police raided all our bases, two others died in the battle of Klaten. From Klaten I fled to Madiun.” Hazri's eyes glazed over. “Honestly, I mean to go there to ask for Mr. Haji's help. It turned out to be Haji Huda, her husband Bu Ria, the eldest daughter of Haji Sulton, said Pak Sabri.”.

Somewhat grimly all heard this last utterance, especially Huda.

“Sabri the padang restaurant?” ask Sulton.

Hazri nodded. “I can info about Haji Huda her husband Bu Ria from her.”

Can't stand it, Huda chuckled softly.

“Why are you laughing Huda?” ask Sulton.

“Cause, Hazri was jealous back then, hehehe.

Hazri. Haji Sulton and Umi smile.

“Forward, Zri...,” pinta Haji Sulton a moment later.

Hazri recounts her experiences on the ship with Huda...

“Two years more I'm on the ship not down-and-down.”

“What?” Sulton. “That's right, Hud?”

Huda nodded.

Hajj Sulton, Zaenab, and Maemunah bobble their heads. The tears of Maemunah flowed again. Even seasoned sailors are not necessarily strong like that.

“Why not go down, son? Already in Surabaya?” ask Maemunah.

Hazri sighed. “The error is too heavy, Mak. If caught.... Ah, nope. I'd better stay at sea.”

Hazri flashbacks first about the incident ‘match family’ with Fahmi. “I threatened Cak Fahmi through his wife after home terror was less successful. I said I wouldn't be in Jombang. That's why the police there don't bother you anymore. Udin who told, if he said banned by Mother.”

The tears of Maemunah. Haji Sulton nodded.

“I saw Pak Haji, Ria, and Reni in Surabaya at that time.” continued Hazri.

“When?”

“When yes, Hud?” ask Hazri.

“Yang time Hajj come to the port because of si Ayu ngambek....”

Sulton. “Hem, yes yes. The same Reni, right?”

Huda nodded. “Kan was called?”

“Ooh already yes, hehehe.... I thought not yet,” Haji Sulton grinned. There was a shrimp behind the stone apparently because Umi was also smiling. “Continue, Zri..”.

“That was the last round of my sea journey. From Surabaya to Semarang, continue Batam, Pontianak, finally Cirebon. I got off at Cirebon.”

“Perpak don't skippedatin dong,” says Huda.

Hazri laughed a little. “You're the only one who told me, kind of forgot me.”

With the spirit of Huda also told me....

“Wah, cringe right.... I've got my gun, the ABKs are ready with their own weapons. The Javanese Sea pirates are notorious. Good thing there's Hazri, hahaha.... Twice the buzz, disperse the mess of the herd begal.”

“You have a gun, Huda?” ask Sulton.

Huda patted the eel, the slip earlier. “Dikasih Hazri..” Blade.

“Hahaha.... Aren't you the one who made it?” cananda Hazri's.

“Mana, see?” sulton.

Huda scratching his head. “Kutabutnya on board...,” kilahnya again, but it looks clear ngibulnya.

“Huda! I want to see!” Haji Sulton glared. Pretend angry.

While grinning Huda entered the house, briefly then appeared again. His gun was tucked in the waist.

“Before....,” Hazri picked up the outstretched gun. Nimble he checked the safety of this firearm. Aman. Just handed over to Haji Sulton.

“Why, Zri? You think I forgot the safety?” Huda.

Hazri just smile.

Haji Sulton observes the gun, likes it to seem. The short-barreled firearm was flipped back and forth, diker-kickers. “No more, Zri?” interest also arises.

Umi glared straight at. “Create what the hell? It's this old.”.

Haji Sulton chuckled. Huda and Hazri too. Mom shaking head.

“Exit, Mr. Haji, the last one I've returned.”

“That's good, Zri?” ask Huda.

Hazri nodded.

“Waduh, whereas it is very good that one, Haji..,” said Huda.

“Ooh yes? Returned to where?” ask Haji Sulton.

“Deploy to who is the chairman of Kopen now. That's the chief Kopen's special symbol gun. At that time I offered to Huda, as long as I wanted to be my replacement. Unfortunately I don't want to, hahaha..”.

They also laugh..

Adzan maghrib. Hazri invites him to the mosque, but Haji Sulton asks at home. Pray in the assembly room. After praying, in the shower continue to eat together.

Ami, Siti, Ria, and Reni have prepared roasted pigeon dishes. These four friends are invisible. They seem to be busy too. Other dishes are also available, but this roasted menu is a favorite. Special recipes from Siti who is good at cooking. Si Fia and the Khansa, Huda's youngest daughter, cobbled up their food. Just playing it. Beautiful two little girls. Tantenya.

After the isya’ prayer, the story was connected again. Because the task is done, the four friends join now. All the oxtails. Si Fia was in her grandmother's lap. The eyes of the Khansa had also been five watts in the lap of Umi, his grandmother. The invisible comic. She went with Juki after eating. I don't know where. Hazri smiles looking at Ami and Reni sitting side by side. Because of their age, the difference is only monthly. The face and dimples are you know, especially if there is Zilfa all of you.Emmh.bak betel is split three.

“So where was it?” Sulton opened the show.

“He-eh. Forward, Zri...,” pinta Sulton.

Hazri sighed. “Inter, Mr. Haji. Dek...” he invited his wife into the house. In the room.... “Dek, not all about Mas already Adek know. What will Adek hear, just accept it first. After that later Mas will explain everything.”

Ami smiled, “Tadi Adek has heard a little from Mbak Siti the same Mbak Ria, he said Mas fugitive police. Formerly the head of thugs in Jogja. That used to be no problem for Adek. The important Adek yunya Mas now..”.

Hazri smiled. He kissed his wife's friendly forehead and then together back to the front porch. It felt a bit tense there upon their return.

When Hazri and Ami entered earlier, there was a debate here. Zaenab and Maemunah disagreed they forced Hazri to continue his story. Maybe there's a secret that Hazri's been keeping shut. Siti, Ria, and Reni supported. Haji Sulton disagrees. Huda. Lose the voice of Haji Sulton.

“Ehem..,” Sulton mendehem. “Zri, if it is difficult, do not continue. What matters is that we know you're okay. That's more than enough,” he said diplomacy

“Hahaha.... Why, Mr Haji?” ask Hazri.

Silent all.

“Kok even quiet? I told you, it's okay. Rather than being a wedge in the heart. How's it? Do not do?”

“What I said? My son is tough,” Sulton got wind.

Hazri grimacing. The story continues. , until the stage enters Tidar..

“It turns out, Iis no longer exist.”

“Mbak Iis who contracted the house of the Father, Mas?” ask Ami.

Hazri nodded. “Adek know?”

Ami nods. “Us used to borrow money from Mbak Iis, but instead be given. There was her husband at the time. Mas Bagas, right?”

“Iya. Bagas it's real name.”

After saying that Hazri was stunned for a moment. Apparently, Ami knows Bagas even at a glance. Amazingly, the events in his life are clearly seen to be linked to each other. It's not that coincidence. The full power of God.

“Whose house, Mi?” Maemunah asked.

“Home parents Ami. Earlier, Ma'am Iis same Mas Bagas contracted the house. Now the same Father lives there,” replied Ami. Hazri helped explain the house.

All the mangosteen understand.

“Finally, I bought that bamboo booth house. ..,” continued Hazri.

“That Day story earlier?” ask Sulton.

Hazri nodded.

Huda bobbing head. “Crazy, stay there, Haji..,” murmured.

“Betul, Zri?”

“Iya. Where else is it? Hahaha.”.

Haji Sulton, Zaenab, and Maemunah also joined the heads.

“Which house, Cak?” City curious.

“Yang earlier we stopped first when it came..,” replied Huda.

“Ooh, why that house?” siti. Ami, Ria, and Ria were also curious. They did not take the first session.

“It's okay..,” Maemunah break the rope.

“How will your life go, son?” connect again to the main topic.

“Alhamdulillah, good all, Mother. Just, I can't get out..”.

Confused all. “What does it mean to not be able to get out?” ask Sulton.

Hazri was silent for a long time. “The story is like a fairy tale..”

Huda who had heard the story the other day, nodded his head in a nod.

“What should I tell you?” ask Hazri a moment later.

“Don't, son, if you mind.” timpal Maemunah.

“Not, Mak, the story of which I was worried was hard to digest.”

“Then, tell me..” said Maemunah.

So Hazri told me about the obstacle. Light and so on. Everyone was stunned, especially Sulton and Maemunah.

“Then I was able to leave Magelang a month ago. Two days after Huda and Komeng came home from here.”

“Hah?” Shocked Sulton. “This bill, Mi?” he asked Ami.

Ami nods. “Mas Mahmud has never traveled. Going down to Magelang City is rare. Farthest to Progo. Here continue, Mr. Haji. To the mosque, dzikir, thank guests, same look-see ranch.”

Maemunah with tears. Zaenab, Siti, Ria, and Reni as well. Haji Sulton took a deep breath. Huda was silent.

“Means how long is it, Zri?” ask Sulton then.

“Eemm, ten years..”.

Silent. Trying to feel ‘ten years’ it looks like.

“That's how, Mr. Haji. Finally, I was able to continue my journey to Jogja. First I met Cak Fahmi, sworn enemy, hehehe.... After that, I looked at my men. There's still the Kopen, the young people holding it now. The same age I used to be. Of my two remaining main men, Tomi is dead. Stay Romi, who was here this afternoon it.”

“Umar?” Sulton asked.

Hazri nodded. “Name replace Umar Khathab after converting to Islam.”

Beards all.

“Befit the tattoo is great,” chirp Huda.

“If the shirt is opened, kayak batik, hahaha..,” Hazri laughs.

Laugh at them all. Well done, reduce tension.

“Already, out of my story,” said Hazri later.

“Numbered, Son. You haven't told me about your wedding..” Maemunah smiled.

Laugh again all.

“Iya, what's the story?” sulton Goda. “Ahmad, your son is married. Come here you, we heard the story together, hahaha.”.

“Huss, Cak.” Reprimand Zaenab. Sulton Cuek, just keep laughing.

Maemunah smile knot. I understand the nature of her husband's friend.

Ami whispered to Reni, asking who Ahmad was. He nodded after getting an explanation from his tantric Khansa who resembled his face.

“Come, how is the story?” sulton said again.

“What yes? To be sure, Ami is a village flower.” Hazri smiled.

Maemunah also smiled.

“Ah no, Mas Mahmud. Ami was widowed when married Mas Mahmud..,” Ami bluntly.

Shut up, surprised as it seems. Hazri.

“Janda, Mi?” ask Maemunah.

“Iya, Mother. Ami told Mas Mahmud when applying.”

Hazri nodded in confirming. “For me nothing, hahaha..”.

“Si Fia's...,” Maemunah did not continue his speech.

“Original granddaughter, hahaha.... Ami had no children when her first husband died. Cook his age so that if the child from his previous marriage. Anyway, his eyes dong, hahaha..”.

“Ooh yes...,” Maemunah smiled, remember her husband's eyes.

“I also married a widow, Zri. Good, who said? Hahaha..,” Sulton chuckled. “Your father is the same, hahaha..”.

Zaenab glared, Maemunah mesam-mesem. I forgot that they were widows too.

Laugh everything....