The Three Chosen
149. Why Am I Mom ?
After Nahilma told him that Osman and Lyaz were guests of her father, Raqiya immediately made a treat for her guest. In Raqiya's heart was inexhaustible how his guests came with the intention of discussing Marwah who had died a dozen years ago.
“ This is the destiny of God. We are brought together in the same interest of seeking the truth to uncover the mystery of Marwah's death. They came because they encountered the spirit of Marwah, while I was given a sign in the form of memories of Marwah in recent days.” Raqiya murmured with a smile.
Raqiya saw that Osman and Rauf were talking a lot while laughing, indicating that they had known each other for a long time. While Lyaz was seen sitting quietly while listening to the talk of Osman and Rauf.
“ Well here Mi. I know Mr. Osman. He is a huge fan of Marwah on campus. Abi used to be assisted by Mr. Osman a lot in investigating the case of Marwah's death. Unfortunately the case of Marwah's death was closed due to lack of evidence and witnesses.” Rauf said as he patted the sofa to his right asking Raqiya to sit there.
“ Continue now the case will be opened again Bi..?” ask Raqiya.
“ Don't know Mi yet. Let's hear what Lyaz said. Because the spirit of Marwah asked for help with him so that the case was revealed and the killer was arrested.” said Rauf.
Then Iyaz explained all about Marwah's wishes. Including stories about the affair of Marwah's mother with Malhaj. Hearing the words of Iyaz made Raqiya furious.
“ So all Marwah's allegations are true huh. I met Marwah's mother twice. From there I know that she is not a good woman.” said Raqiya.
“ Meet where Mi...?” ask Rauf.
“ His mother came to the boarding house and asked for money with Marwah. If Marwah says he doesn't exist, his mother is angry. Finally Marwah was forced to give up her money even though she also needed the money to finance her daily life.
“ Kalo according to Ummi, what is the money for..?” ask Rauf again.
“ Now after knowing the story yes definitely the money for the affair is..,” sahut Raqiya ketus.
“ That's yes. Momentarily Mi, you said that Marwah's mother found Marwah in the hostel. Who ever squirms Bu Mardiyah there..?” ask Rauf.
“ I don't know for sure Bi, maybe just a few. They are busy and do not have more time to just talk to a friend, let alone his family. That's how the state of the boarding house where I live first..,” said Raqiya reluctant.
“ Did his mother ever enter the room as well.?” ask Rauf.
“ Ever. If you want to ask for money it is not possible in front of other boarding children dong Bi. Surely he is also embarrassed..,” said Raqiya.
“ Yes, Abi means that Bu Mardiyah has a duplicate room key or the like that makes him able to enter your room without having to wait a long time on the terrace of the house for example.” said Rauf.
“ Abi is right. Kaya Marwah once gave the same key to his mother.” said Raqiya enthusiastically.
Hearing Raqiya's reply made Rauf smile. Now they began to find a bright spot who was the last person with the late Marwah.
“ Allegedly while Mrs Mardiyah was the last person to meet Marwah before she was found dead with bruises all over her body.” Rauf said.
Rauf's words made Iyaz and Osman stare at each other in disbelief. How could a mother be involved with the death of her child, but they leave the case to Rauf and hope Rauf can uncover the mystery that surrounds Marwah's death.
“ You can continue to help give the slightest information it...” said Rauf.
“ Good Sir. We also want the real killer to be caught so that Marwah can calm back to the day of Allah.
“ Right...,” says Rauf and Osman together.
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That night the atmosphere of Gusman's house looked lonely. After the quarrel Salman and Gusman who made the noise was over, Mardiyah could breathe a little relief.
“ I'm not a kid anymore that you guys can set up. Don't be a coward who can only set us up but can't set your wife up Well.” Salman said.
“ But as long as you stay in this house you must obey the rules that exist in this house..!” sahut Gusman.
“ Rules of this house which else I have not participated in..?” salman asked with a cynical smile.
“ Salman, shut up. Be polite if you talk to your father..!” hardik Mardiyah's.
“ Don't need to teach me manners Mom. I'm like this because of Mom. I couldn't get a courtesy education at school because Mom forced me to work for money. But after everything I've done, I think our lives will be better. But where is the evidence. Our lives remain difficult and I'm more stupid.” said Salman upset.
“ What do you mean working Salman. Since when do you work. Did you and Najas quit school because of work. What exactly is this Mardiyah...?!” gusman asked in a loud voice.
“ Dad don't have to pretend you don't know. It wasn't Dad who told us to quit school because he couldn't afford us. Dad's money is just enough for Big Brother but not for me or Najas.!” salman slammed the glass in his hand.
Gusman stood up and slapped Salman so hard that Salman fell on the floor.
“ I never chose love for the three of you. I never told you to quit school, let alone work. Catch that...!” gusman was angry.
“ But that's what Mom said to me and Najas.!” sahut Salman does not accept.
Gusman looked at Mardiyah who seemed to be trembling in fear. His face was pale because he could not imagine what Gusman would do to him later. While Salman, who was disappointed at the attitude of his parents, rushed out of the house regardless of his father's call.
“ I wait for your explanation Mardiyah..,” said Gusman then chased after Salman who ran out of the house.
“ I wait for your explanation Mardiyah...,” Mardiyah repeated with a mocking mimic and slammed the door hard because she was upset with Gusman's attitude.
Then Mardiyah cleared up the mess Salman and Gusman had made while cursing. Afterwards Mardiyah sat on the sofa while frowning her forehead. He knows that soon his cover will be revealed but he still hopes to buy a little time so he can escape from the house according to the plan he has compiled with Malhaj.
“ A little more. After this I will leave this place and stay with Malhaj. A vibe with everything. I am sick of this house and all its inhabitants.” Mardiyah murmured.
Suddenly a shadow flashed in front of the room to the surprise of Mardiyah.
“ Did they go home. But there was no sound of knocking on the door let alone greetings. Gusman, is that you ?. Where's Salman..?” ask Mardiyah.
There is no lawfulness. Mardiyah frowned then got up and walked towards the door. At that time the shadow of Marwah stood right in front of Mardiyah and blocked her steps to make Mardiyah surprised. Marwah's ghost looked down with hair draped over part of her face. Her shabby pink dress was the last dress Marwah wore when she met Mardiyah at the market.
“ Ka..., You are Mar.., Marwah...,” said Mardiyah nervously.
“ How's Mom..?” ask the ghost of Marwah lirih.
“ Mau a..., what's here.?” ask Mardiyah.
“ I want to ask you why you did this to me. Why don't you help me Mom...?” asked the ghost of Marwah while raising her face slowly.
Seeing Marwah's pale face, swollen and blue with blood flowing from between her lips, nostrils and ears made Mardiyah tremble in fear. Especially when the ghost of Marwah floated closer to him as if to hug him. Mardiyah screamed hysterically and fell unconscious.
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