The Sand Palace II
Pick what is planted
The process of transferring heirs cannot be as fast as lightning without having a path. But that does not mean the actor can stop his intentions. Rita entrusted all the documents to Najwa. He asserted that do not disclose all documents and even show the original letter to Arun or anyone of the parties concerned before he returned.
Unprepared, Rita takes a long trip to the inland village where Arun's parents live. They drive alternately. Rita at midnight continued Joseph until noon. To the house of Mak Purut, the mother-in-law whom he never visited after the birth of his son Riky.
“Is this really the way madam? From earlier I did not see any housing.
“Ya the way is right sir, his name is also a remote house. Later pass a few kilos new see housing. And so on until the last block, home of the Purut.”
Hata's son can buy a house in the city, has a houseworker and a person who can be paid specifically to care for his old age. Not with the determination of Mak Purut's heart, she chose to live near the grave of her husband.
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The sound of a car horn stopped in front of the house. Mak Purut saw from the window, Rita got out of the car with a man she did not recognize. He threw the betel out of his mouth, he tidied up the sarong and the squat he was wearing.
When she opened the door, Rita's face broke with tears holding her. She quivered, saying Arun cheated a second time. The indistinct massage heard herding her inside. His anger faded to see his daughter-in-law as if she was seriously crying. Purut is an ancient woman who has tasted the salt of life longer. He could read all the arduousness or the pretenses of the person who spoke to him.
“I am an old woman, the second mother you ignore my daughter-in-law. What's wrong with you? where's my son Arun?”
“Hiks, I'm sorry mak. How can I bring Riky who was born as an autistic child I bring to see it to you. You will surely regard me as a useless daughter-in-law. Hicks, hyx. Moreover, Arun has been having an affair mak. This time the woman was willing to seize him and dared to come to our house! Do you still defend your child mak?”
“What? Arun really makes a family disgrace. I didn't expect him to do such a heinous deed. Where's the proof Rita, don't you slander my filial son!” mak Purut clasped his unstable heart.
His talk was broken by looking at pictures of Arun with different women. This time Rita heard a recording of the volume of a cell phone loud saying the woman was the woman she loved so much. The rose of the new secretary whose face is very beautiful.
Mak Purut's breathing began to wince, he pressed his heart firmly. His eyes began to close, his body was so cold that Rita was confused.
“Huhh! Don't let me get accused of killing her mama. I have to take him to the village medicine hall” muttered Rita had Mr. Yosep lift the woman into the car.
A lucky day in between the bitterness of her life receives an affair back. Her father-in-law's life was saved, the woman was infused until she turned to look at Rita. It is fitting that he refused to live with his son in the city or to build a house near their house, as if he knew how the end of his child's household.
Egigat son-in-law in hurt his own son, the sound of mak Purut stammered saying the word eye on his behalf.
“Please forgive Arun, he's a kara in the big city. Mak is old son, soon mother's age will run out.”
“Hiks, but Rita does not want to be in honey until she lives with the actor! Mamaak with my mother is the same, mengikhlaskan me in hurt Arun repeatedly. I'm here to ask for permission to divorce from Arun, so you don't blame me.”
“Sorry mom, it's better if this money let mom just give it to mak Purut. I dare not hold this much money.”
“She has become my former mother-in-law sus, I have nothing to do with her anymore.”
Mak Purut cried bitterly, his pillow wet with numbness in the flood of his very swift tears. This is the karmic punishment for justifying all of Arun's actions in order to get his daughter-in-law during the first girl. The old woman practiced black magic so that Rita would bend her knees to her child. Although Rita said the word divorce, but she believes her daughter-in-law will not dare and be able to separate from Arun.
“Submering pellets from the old dukum in this rural village is ingrained, he will not be able to release my son. Accept your bad luck Rita”
Events eight years ago.
The strong wind brought a rainstorm within the strange sounds that floated in the air. The rotting corpse was taken by her shroud as a ritual offering. Accept and take in return for his will. Who would have thought that the life chosen was none other than the one she loved, her own husband as the connector of her son's worldly desires.
Inside the old shaman's hut, the shaman began to move the shroud of the corpse into Arun's body. He doused the flower water containing the photos of Rita.
“Remember, from now on you should never leave him once in a while or you will bear the consequences of all your deeds!”
“Well, I know it mbah” replied Arun then saw mak Purut who nodded in agreement.
Since that incident, Purut cursed himself that all misfortune should befall him. But the laws of nature continued, Arun began to forget himself to abuse all beliefs and ignore all his dark deeds.
“I failed to educate my son! hiks!”
“Excuse me, this is a deposit from bu Rita. I did not dare to accept it but Miss Rita forced her to leave. Now it's in the hands of mamak ya” said the sister approached him.
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On the way, Rita thought about whether she was really ready to be a widow. Move receive Deni's proposal or go disappear from the city. No matter what she wants, she still has to ask her mother for her opinion. He does not want to ignore or become a child who is ungodly despite having to swallow the shame of seeing Arun getting married again.
“You were so long. Oh, where's mom? A day does not look” said Arun standing open the car door.
Rita slapped her face, the picture of the five-fingered hand imprinted a dead red on Arun's face. Everyone who saw did not dare to comment until someone took another view. “Don't bother me! divorce me now!”