When Aya Sulks
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The atmosphere heated up again. Maun finally allowed his wife "Aya" to visit his family, bringing his first son with him. The goal is to calm his heart. Hope the wife changes her attitude and behavior.
Because of that household. It's more than just a matter of family property. While those who are sailing the ark do not work together, only hope for the legacy that already exists.
With great sadness. Maun finally went to Bisri's place to consult. Hoping to find a solution soon. Maun parked the vehicle in front of the yard.
Bisri is seen giving food to some of his pet birds.
"Maun... It's too early in the morning," Bisri said kindly.
“It looks like it's a face, it can't be changed, right... Maun? It's still wet” Bisri joked again.
Maun, who had faced him, could only smile faintly. The expression on his face couldn't be hidden in front of his close friend.
"That's enough.! "Let's drink coffee inside first?" Bisri asked, embracing her. Arriving inside Bisri immediately made coffee for the two of them. And?
" Indeed your wife... When are you planning to move here?" Maun asked to start the conversation. While his hand received the coffee that was proffered.
"It just so happens today. But still waiting for Purnami first, he said. So the children will arrive first, later, "explained Bisri.
"Purnami ... Who is it?" Maun asked. I don't seem to understand. "Purnami, that.. The one who lived next to my previous rented house!?"
"Do you remember?" Bisri said again to emphasize. Finally, I talked about Purnami. Brother from the same village.
In short. Maun finally told Bisri all his complaints. Feeling that he is the only person who can understand and comprehend himself.
Until ...?
"Ooh, that's how it is... Maun, I've already spoken to your father. So basically he understands. That's why your father has prepared it for you!" Bisri answered
"What does that mean?" Maun replied confused.
“Maun... you will move to your father's rented house in Wetan, which is three hundred square meters. Right, it's over, those who don't want to continue the contract. It's like that, you have to renovate the place first"
"Now! You renovate the place, using your own money” Bisri ordered later.
" You understand what your father means, right?" Bisri asked convincingly.
Looks like Maun just understood. If he renovates at his own expense. So, none of his younger siblings dared to make a fuss. In terms of cost. Renovations are more expensive than the price of the land itself.
"Don't worry Maun! "Later, I'll help you build it like what you see now." While showing the former rental he saw now.
After talking for quite a while. Maun finally said goodbye to go home and hoped that his wife would understand.
And that's it. After picking up his wife "Aya" from his parents' house. At that time, the wife asked to go home with Maun. And promise not to be angry or intend to leave again.
That's how women are!?
Terrifying Terminal
The unfavorable atmosphere began to be felt by some traders. Especially parking attendants. Both inside and outside the terminal. It has been two days. Since the dispute occurred. Between two people on a motorbike.
They spread into two groups sometime later in the same place. Security forces and local government agencies have intervened. However? There seems to be one thing, that can be said. That the incident took place. Like someone created it.
In one corner of the terminal. Several young people were seen talking about something.
“So... What do we do then? Are all the coordinators facing Uncle Bisri?" One of the young men was heard wearing a black cap and still wearing a sarong. It seemed he had just fulfilled his obligation.
“Still be... Come on!“ Greet the others yes to each other.
Suddenly ...!
"Already... I already know everything!" a voice that turned out to be Uncle Bisri himself said. Then proceed.
"All of you! Just work as usual... I've taken care of everything. Now all of you. Return to your respective posts!" His orders were firm.
***
Maun is seen sitting and waiting on the terrace. The place where Bisri had given a message when he had just arrived. To talk about home renovation.
A woman approached him to serve coffee.
“Wow! Thank you, Pur... Ooh, now you live here? "Said Maun.
"Yes! Excuse me... Yes, bro!?” He answered briefly. Then back into the house.
Maun looked across the road. Bisri has returned from the terminal. Then get closer to him.
“Sorry, yeah! Just controlled the location. The situation is again uncomfortable!” Bisri exclaimed explaining. Then asked Maun to come with him to visit a place.
"Meanwhile, I'm still waiting for people before leaving," Bisri added. While asking Purnami to also make a cup of coffee for him.
While Maun and Bisri discuss. A patrol car was seen stopping. Right in front of the roadside yard. Five men in service uniforms and only one person in safari attire got out of the vehicle. Then come in and greet each other.
“Bisri... I have arranged the meeting place. "Right now my representative is already there," the man in safari clothes explained. He is the head of the sector police and his deputy is in another place but with the same goal.
“Thank you Karyo! Above the space provided. "For this mediation process," said Bisri, calling the Sector Police Chief only by name. It turns out they have known each other for a long time.
After a while. They finally asked for permission to leave first. Meanwhile, Bisri and Maun followed behind. To get to a place where a mediation process is being held due to problems related to this shadow terminal.
***
A traditional restaurant typical of the local area is the agreed place. Bisri and Maun entered the restaurant, where several people had gathered. Is a representative of the person appointed. The atmosphere seemed warm and relaxed. Because it's just a banquet as a gathering place.
After the banquet is over. Pak Karyo as the sector police chief appears to have taken the initiative to start mediation regarding several matters.
"Good night! "Gentlemen," said Mr. Karyo, closing his explanation to the four people in front of him. After that, Bisri continued by giving his explanation to the two delegates from different groups.
Hope that incidents like this never happen again in the future. One interesting thing here is how Bisri can speak with his capacity.
Currently, Bisri uses his capacity as an educated person. By prioritizing data and facts, not using the language used in the terminal. At other times Bisri uses everyday language based on his life experiences on the street.
These two things made the representatives of the two groups unable to say much. As if awakening. That the person being confronted is not just anyone.
The three then signed an agreement with the Sector Police Chief as a witness.
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