TALAQ
Part 47 TALAQ
The mediation process went a bit long because the questions asked by the officer to us were very much and detailed. I remained seated quietly and with a flat expression, while the officers intensified interrogating the two of us.
"Mother, Afifah have you ever told Mr. Ringgo to work?" ask officer.
"Once, sir, I thought that if we both work together we can live better, even I offered, if embarrassed by the bike I can now trade for a new one, from my salary slip, I can take new motorcycle loans easily, the motorcycle we use is not new dealer output, it is as soon as all and pay the case, indeed, I think that I let the original not credit not to add to the burden of my thoughts and expenses, considering that I work alone, and also adjust the income and family fulfillment" I explained.
"Pak Ringgo live in the village and see the location plan of your village, there are still many rice fields, whether there are no neighbors or families invite you to work in the rice fields or porters building, kasarannya so, and looking at your diploma, you can work as a courier or shopkeeper or security guard. Actually, there are many opportunities for you to earn income so that you can support your family, why don't you do it?" said officer.
Mas Ringgo still did not answer him just silent, maybe confused to answer what because the question is indeed very cornering mas Ringgo.
"Mother Afifah, are there no neighbors who invite Mr. Ringgo to work?" the change officer asked me.
"Often, but always rejected by reason of his heavy work, and he felt unable" I replied as it is.
"Sir, Ringgo sees from the case that you are facing this problem comes from your own because you as the head of the family do not use your function as a responsible leader. I see this economic problem that is the trigger, Mr. Ringgo try you work harder, he said, and maybe you try to work as a contractor with a salary of five hundred thousand per day or you go to become an overseas TKI, such as work in Japan, Korea, or Taiwan must be a lot of money, he said, you and your wife can be happy. Mr. Ringgo is a healthy husband like you and asks your wife for a living the law of sin, the responsibility in the afterlife is also heavy, so I think just let your wife go, so that you do not bear more sins and let the mother of Afifa get her happiness in her own way" the officer advised.
"Alright for now to get here first, we continue on to the next hearing" said the officer admitted our mediation.
"Thank you, sir" I said.
"Mother Afifah, you can go to the counter to ask for the next trial schedule, for Mr. Ringgo the trial schedule will be sent to your address" explained the officer.
"Thank you, sir" I said.
"Sir Ringgo, fortunately I have married like I have not married directly I married bu Afifah, and again look for a better wife than Afifah's mother, if you have met tell me, tell me, in the present time it is too difficult to find a wife who is like Afifah ma'am, as Afifah's mother said was a rare woman" said the officer while standing and packing his files on the table, because it just so happened that we were the ones who were scrapping.
Mas Ringgo came out first and immediately met his friend who was waiting for him in the motorcycle parking lot.
I immediately met Jamal who was sitting in the waiting room either was chatting with whom I did not pay much attention to either, all I had in mind was to quickly go home and go back to work because I only had half a day off.
"Already, mas but I want to go to the counter first, a minute yes mas " said when I was beside Jamal mass.
"Yes" replied Jamal briefly.
I went straight to the he counter to register my side number so I could get my next scheduled hearing. It didn't take long I just waited ten minutes for the officer to give me the next scheduled hearing. I immediately met Jamal again, to go home soon because the day was also very noon while I also had to go back to the office to work.
"Already, mas let's go home later I'm hunting late, haven't eaten and also haven't taken a shower change "my cerocos next to Jamal's mass, Jamal, while putting the file into my shoulder bag without looking at Jamal's mass.
"If the time is not to take time off again to Fah, all day off" said Mas Jamal lightly.
"Can-can I get fired mas" said I cute and keep busy with arranging my files.
"Who dares to fire you anyway, you think it's easy to find a secretary as great as you" said the man sitting next to Jamal's mass.
"If the office is my mbah, I can be as good as myself mas , la this is the office of someone yo mampus I mas if fired" I answered ketus without turning to the source of the sound.
After a while I only realized that it was not Jamal's mass voice, and I also felt familiar with that voice, I immediately turned to the source of the voice, the man wearing a collared shirt, and I looked back at him, wear a hat, as well as jeans complete with sports shoes.