
"Don't talk like that. Although Ami is not in the position of Brother, but I know how the condition of Brother's heart for six years. Ami is uncomfortable too, but we know who Abah is. Abah is in charge of this house. Fighting Abah means finding things. We are all the same, both imprisoned in the power of Abah!" Ami says. "Unless you're willing, our family is divided!"
Wasn't this family already divided when I was kicked out of the house the day after graduation. In fact, after that, every time I go home no one ever wants to talk to me. That's why his name is no longer together. Or I am worthless until I am excluded from the family.
"A mother who loves her child will do anything for her child, especially if her child is innocent." I said. "He will try to help his son, not follow hating. Unless he doesn't care about his son!"
The statement was like a check that made the king die so that the mother could not say anything. He still stooped with his guilt.
"Bang," Ami tried to mediate. "Don't you know how hard it is, Abah?" he continued the conversation. "That can't be fought, Bang. Ami alone although often feel Abah's rules are against the heart but still Ami run because Ami is afraid ...."
"Fear what, Mi? Are you afraid of fate like me? Expelled? So why not isolate your own brother to be safe? that so?" I insinuated the two women in my family. "Don't keep looking for justification, it'll only make things clear, add more wounds to me." I closed my mother's or my sister's self-defense.
"Ben," mother is still caving.
"Now Mommy just mention it, what is Mother calling me home?" I asked, not wanting to talk at length. I have received too many wounds in this house, rebelling will only make me worse even if it arises from the attitude of my own two parents.
"Nothing to do, Ben. Mother has no right to make a request to you because mother is a mother who is disobeying her child" said Mother.
"Bun, there is no such thing as a bad parent" said Ami.
"Although his parents were unjust to his son. Is that right, Mi?" I said. "Well, I'll let Bun rest" I said, leaving Mommy and Ami speechless, and they walked out of the room.
Not long into the message in my gawa.
[Abang very much to mother, after coming out of the room Abang, mother nangis.] Message from Ami.
I did not reply to that message. I'm tired of understanding people, even if it's my parents. All this time I've been doing it to them. Shutting my mouth so tight that I myself feel comfortable in this solitude, then why is it now being pulled again? Do I really have no right to have an attitude toward myself?
The night sky was getting darker, not long after I heard the sound of a car going into the garage. I guess it was Abah. Immediately I turned off the lights, not wanting to listen to the voice that echoed the azan for the first time in my ear.
***
I was so scared of that voice. Even to just hear the dehemannya, especially if you have to face. Abah, the righteous and indisputable leader, the owner of the highest power in this house, is the only one who has the right to decide the fate of the rest of the family.
Dictator, as I call it. Very hard and cruel.
After the dawn prayer at the residential mosque, I entered more calmly because I did not see the car in the garage. chances are you have gone to fill out a study somehow at the ceremony where.
But just entering, my steps stopped, like a statue, I could not move when faced with someone. Yohana, my sister-in-law. He is the same as me, standing. Before long we passed each other, he came out while I went into the room, locked the door tightly.
***
No, it's not the same. I'm trying to make sure I don't have the same pounding as six years ago. I killed that feeling, that feeling Abah said was haram for me to feel.
Yohana, Abah's adopted son who has been living in our house since he was eight years old. The same age as me. Classmates, even one seat with me. The soft-hearted woman was my first love, but Abah's decision made us unable to unite. Abah even betrothed Johana to my brother, bang Sigit. the golden boy Abah.
Six years ago, when I graduated High School, Abah knew that we loved each other. Abah was very angry, even though we really never did anything forbidden even though we always went and went home to school together. Abah decides that Yohana should not go to college, she must be married in order to keep her honor from me who is accused of destroying her pride.
I came forward bravely, declaring ready to marry and even to support Johana. I had already prepared a dowry from the salary as a newspaper salesman during the final semester of school before the graduation exam, but Abah turned it down, thinking I was challenging. Abah decided that it was my brother who had the right to marry Johana. I was angry, my young soul was struggling. Even so I still politely convey my objections to you. Even I asked Abah to tell Yohana to choose between me and bang Sigit, unfortunately at that time Yohana did not budge, she chose to lock her mouth tightly which means obedient to Abah. I was beaten all night until I fainted. Not a single family member came to help, all of them locked themselves in their rooms. I who like Kais love Laila can only roar to see my beloved heart reject me raw even though previously we had both agreed to convey the contents of each other's hearts to Abah.
Even on the wedding day of bang Sigit and Yohana, I still tried to block, Abah to swear, even kicked me out of the house. He kicked me in the middle of a big family coming. I was prevented from witnessing a marriage contract. Just like a criminal, I was treated very badly just for fighting for my love.
Since then, it has taken me two years to get back to that house. And no one in the family cared. Just asking me how I am. I felt as if I was no longer considered, cut off from the family.
So unfortunately. Though I and Yohana love each other, what's wrong with being married. But Abah chose instead to marry Johana to my own brother who was clearly unloved and loved Joanna.