TALAQ
Part 04 TALAQ

Sunday morning everyone was busy with their activities - each I and Nina left for Rani's house to help - help move house. My mother and father had just returned from the market at 8 am, my sister with Nafisa and Afriana had left for the bird market.

Since the word TALAK at that time my days went through as usual even though the neighbor's chirps began to spread to the eardrum. One month there has been no news of the Ringgo mas lost as swallowed by the earth, me and my family remain silent waiting for the good intentions of the family of the Ringgo mas or the Ringgo mas itself, but nil.

I try not to be selfish even though this heart hurts, like today I persuaded Afriana to go to my in-laws' house, I hope that with my arrival I can make things better at least there is no hostility and my son does not hate his father.

My family doesn't mind my decision but they support me, they strengthen me, they also advise me so that I can suppress my ego.

Saturday afternoon I take my children to my in-laws' house, of course I did not come empty-handed at least I brought sugar, as well as a few cans of cream milk and monthly rations from me although not much. From the first I always set aside my salary for my in-laws even though only 200 thousand toh my salary is also not too much and Ringgo mas also do not earn.

Riding a speed motorcycle while I boncengu my son towards my in-laws house, all the way in my heart I said the word toyibah so that my heart is calm. Angry, hate and not accept that is what I feel now, for the humiliation, and slander given mas Ringgo to me and ultimately lead to the word TALAK.

Though as long as his wife mas Ringgo in my heart is only family that I think. Until - until I often take overtime or find a side job so that my family is well enough still can eat every day without having to owe. Thank God with a very simple life I can still support my small family, even if I owe the store next door no more than a week I have paid and the amount is not much at least 200 thousand it is rare.

After a 30-minute drive, my son and I were in the yard of my in-laws' house, I parked my motorcycle and we got off, and I saw my in-laws sitting on the porch with the neighbors. My in-laws welcomed us as usual, as if nothing had happened, and I kept trying to be as calm as possible.

"Assalamu'alaikum, sir, Buk" my broom and my son at the same time, and immediately greeted and kissed his hands as usual. And immediately sit on the chair on the porch of the house.

"Well, later, Afri, nginep here right?" my female in-law asked me, with a face made as comfortable as possible.

"Yes, Buk, tomorrow afternoon, Afri, I, pick up because Monday has to go to school" I replied as calmly as possible "Af, don't be naughty, don't like snacks, tomorrow afternoon I pick you up" I said to Afriana

"Yes, Buk, don't be late to pick her up" asked my son who was sitting on my second-in-law's shuttle. My in-laws love my son, because my only daughter is his granddaughter.

After 30 minutes of sitting for a while I immediately stood up and said goodbye, I also did not ask the whereabouts of the Ringgo mas, I guess with me sitting a bit long they will discuss about the Ringgo mas but it was not.

"Oh, yes, Buk, this is for, Ibuk, sorry just a little" I said as I handed over a crackle of sugar, canned milk, and a bok martabak telor his favorite son Afriana, said, as well as a white envelope containing 200 thousand dollars.

This time you receive with a little heavy heart, but usually never refuse. My in-laws are not a wealthy person and can even be said to be economically still under my family. But somehow the children all act like rich people all do not want to live a simple life, and may be said children are lazy.

"Alright, thank you" both my in-laws thanked me simultaneously.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Fah" exclaimed my mother from outside

"Wa'alaikum salam" sahutku who just finished the magrib prayer

"Tomorrow your mas just as you want to come, tomorrow don't go where "mommy's message

"Yes buk, everything buk?" much

"Yes, everyone" my mother replied

"Did they already know buk, about Mas Ringgo ?" much

"Yet, your father who told you and my father also told them to come tomorrow, mumpung Afriana is not home" explained my mother

As I said yesterday, my two brothers came to my parents' house. My two brothers advised me not to think too much about Ringgo. My two brothers were so unaccepting with the humiliation of Ringgo to me.

"Well, you won't be alone, you don't worry I have many friends in Ringgo's area, I'll put eyes on you, so if you come there yourself you'll be safe, and I myself will act if Ringgo is the same kind of you or Afri "said Mas Jamal my first brother

"Yes, Fah, I'm Jamal and Fauzan will not stay silent if Ringgo kind of " said Mas Sapta her husband mbak Us my sister

"Now that we wait a minute, there is goodwill on the part of the Ringgo family is it not? if within 6 months there is no news of any of our Ringgo family going there" said the father firmly

After we finished talking as usual, laughter adorned the homes of my parents. This time my two brothers only until 3 pm, they do not stay overnight, because Monday morning must work and also the children must enter school.

After my two brothers told me to go to my in-laws' house to get Afriana home. This time I was accompanied by my sister-in-law Nafisa at the request of Fuzan and my parents. Even though my heart is calm and has made peace with the situation, my family still worries about my safety.

When Nafisa and I got to Afriana very happy, even Afriana immediately rode my motorcycle when I just parked my motorcycle. Afriana was impatient to want to go home soon, I also did not sit for long just saying hello and immediately saying goodbye to go home.

This afternoon also mas Ringgo also did not appear at home, which there were only his parents.