TALAQ
Part 01 TALAQ

"How many times have I warned you not to come home late, what time is it?. See no food in the house" snapped Mas Ringgo my husband full of anger

"Mas, I've done a lot of work, not that I've sent a message to Wa, if I come home late" I replied a little higher because of emotions, while putting the food I just bought earlier.

"Reason!... You think I don't know if you're dating out there?" ringgo said with a high tone full of anger.

"Astaqfirullah hal'adzim Mas, Istiqfar Mas, istiqfar" said I tried to be patient and to keep the voice down 

Only that was able to come out of my mouth, I deliberately chose to shut up whenever the Ringgo began to get angry. I was silent not because I could not resist, but because there was a child's heart that I had to guard. Afriana sholehah My only daughter who is now 7 years old, she is my strength, she is my happiness until I was able to survive with the Ringgo mas until now.

Finished putting food on the table I immediately took a shower and performed the prayer isya' with my daughter Afriana. I pray together only alone with my daughter, because Ringgo was negligent in carrying out his duties as a Muslim.

After the prayer I told my son to call the Ringgo mas for dinner together.

"Fa, please call father, for dinner together" I ordered my daughter Afriana

"Yes, buk" Afriana replied briefly and rushed towards the front porch

"Sir, let's eat, I've bought chicken krispi for us" said Afriana

"Not hungry, you just eat the same as your mother" replied mas Ringgo coldly as he continued to sip his cigarette

With a sullen face Afriana met me who was sitting in a plastic chair in the kitchen, ahh is actually not a kitchen but just a room that I partitioned I made a temporary kitchen. We occupied the house I built 2 years ago, using my own savings without any financial help from the Ringgo.

The house we occupied was just a new building so upright the umbrella of the village said. The walls are still of red brick without plaster, the floor is still clay, and the windows are still used kasibord nailed permanent, the door is still from plywood.

"Oh, he said he was not hungry" said Afriana a little sullen

"Yes, you have eaten first let Ibuk call Father" I said softly

"Yes, Buk"

With a heavy heart I also stepped towards the front porch, where Kinggo was sitting while smoking his cigarette.

"Mas, eat first, kasian Afri, already hungry" I said trying to calm down

"Not hungry, already know the hungry child, still late home" said mas Ringgo coldly without looking at me while continuing to smoke his cigarette.

"Here you go, Mas, Mas may be angry with Me, but please take care of Afri's feelings, he is still a child, Mas" said I'm clean and calm as possible so as not to hear the neighbors, my parents or children Afriana.

Akirnya dinner is just the two of us without Ringgo mas, I don't know I've been lazy to argue with Ringgo mas. Every time I argue, I'm always the one who is accused of being a useless wife.

After I finished eating I checked Afriana's PR and researched about the book that would be brought to school for the next day.

As I accompanied my daughter Afriana mas Ringgo in and approached the two of us who were sitting on the mat.

"Today, I, TALAK you, we divorced Fah, I can't afford to live hard with you" said Mas Ringgo loudly and immediately took the clothes in the closet in the bag.

"Today, I, your talak, we're divorced Fah, I can't afford to live with you" said Mas Ringgo loud full of anger immediately packed the clothes in the closet in the bag.

Hearing the word TALAK I immediately kaged not because "Astaqfirullah hal'adzim Mas" I immediately stood up following the Ringgo mas who was putting his clothes in the bag. 

"I'm divorcing you, now!" ringgo said with "Clear?" emphasis?"

"What's the reason, you divorced me?" ask me again

"10 years Fah, 10 years we were together, when can you make me happy. Look at the ugly motorcycle, the chicken coop-like house, I can't live like this Fah" ringgo boils down to uncontrollable emotions

"We should be grateful Mas, we still have a comfortable shelter does not need to pay for rent, the house is also spacious, the vehicle is less what else mas?" I guess the more I don't understand

"Less much Fah, look at yourself working during the night, making a house like a chicken coop" he sneered

"Enough, Mum!" my voice began to rise an octave "If that is your decision, I accept, all this time I have been quiet enough and succumbed, but what is your reply to me, slander, insults, insults. I'm not a rich man like your brother-in-law, but at least I can afford to eat and drink you all this time, and all is the result of my work Mas, remember that Mas" said I was full of emphasis anyway

"You! have you started touting Fah?" ask her with a cynical smile" You are indeed a woman who does not know the benefits, women who cannot accept the state of the husband" said Ringgo more fierce

"Whatever, what did you say Mas, tell him how else Mas hahh! The fact that you haven't been spending money on me all this time, now meet my parents if you're really divorcing me. And again dare you get out of this house do not expect you can come back and take anything from me, remember it's Mas, the agreement that you made and you who deny, cam is it" I said slowly but with great emphasis

"Well, I met your parents" Ringgo said emotionally

Me, Ringgo and my son stepped into my parents' house to hear the explanation of Ringgo's mother

"Sir, Buk, from now on my Afifah is divorced, and I return it to my father and mother" said Ringgo without further ado

"See, what's the problem with Ring when you divorce Afifah, did Afifah make a fatal mistake?" ask me to try wisely

"I don't want to live poor and hard with Afifa, I can't afford it" said Ringgo to the point

"Women are indeed many temptations, who are patient, the house is there, the motor also has, Afifah can also work, still less especially? Don't you feel sorry for your son Afri? Even if you fight don't drop talaqs on your wife, and don't leave the house. Now go home you think first but remember you are divorced if you want to be with you have to wake up "my father's advice at length

" I, keep going and keep divorcing Afifah, about Afri I do not want responsibility, let Afifah himself take care of him" said Ringgo without any guilt

"Well Ring, if it's your decision, one day if something happens don't blame us and also don't blame Afifa" said my father still with a calm heart "Various parents I've tried to remind you but if you can't be reminded yes already the decision is yours and your own risk"

Without saying goodbye, Ringgo left us all by riding a motorcycle and carrying a bag containing clothes. Anaku Afriana could only cry in my arms "Buk, I hate my father" she shouted without me predicting.

"Already Af, do not cry there are still mothers and Mbah here" comfort my mother gently

When we were still gathered at the house of my parents my sister and his wife came home from the country with a lot of snacks.

"Assalamu'alaikum, it just so happens that I have not slept this I brought snacks from my friend's house" said Nafisa my sister-in-law while opening a bag full of snacks

"Af, let's smile! see the bulek bring snacks for you a lot" entertain my mother while joining open pocket snacks

"What's the matter, Ma'am, Mr. Buk, why is Afri crying? is Afri sick again? what should I take to the doctor?" Nafisa asked us a question with a very worried look on her face. 

Among us no one answered Nafisa's question, but Nafisa impatiently called Fauzan's sister who was throwing away in the bathroom. 

"Mas, Cepetan come here not long in the bathroom" cried Nafisa calling my sister Fauzan who was in the bathroom