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Inheritance

A 75-year-old mother, accompanied by her daughter, sits in front of Andre and Mardin. His old face looked tired, mixed with sadness and hurt.

"This is the lawsuit, sir. We received yesterday." The girl dropped the envelope with the letterhead of the state court in front of Mardin, which was opened by Mardin.

"The plaintiff is my older brother" said the girl named Mala.

Andre and Mardin raised their faces.

"It can be told how the chronology is, ma'am." asked Andre gently.

Bu Rukiyah sighed. "Just tell the story, son. I can't tell it."

Finally the story flowed from Mala. The plaintiff named Mila who is the biological child of Bu Rukiyah after marrying Ardi in 2011 lived with Mother and also her two younger siblings in a semi-permanent house measuring 7 m x 8m. The house is the legacy of their father; mr. Tohir.

Because it is old, the house also began to suffer damage here and there. Mila asked her mother for permission to renovate the house to make it more comfortable to live in. Rukiyah also allowed. So in 2014 the house began to be renovated little by little. After two years, the house became a permanent home.

"In 2015 I was married, and my younger brother went to college out of town. Who lived in that house after I married Madam Mila and her little family. According to Mother's story, after the house was completed renovated, Madam Mila never talked to Mother. 'Mom, how about this house just for Mila.'?"

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"Mom and Dad don't have much, son. The only treasure we have is this house. Our children are three; you, Mala, and Malik. After you die, only this house will be left to you. If you want this house, have a meeting with your sisters, tell them that you will buy this house, then you will share the money."

"Lha, but it's a lot of money Mila has come out to renovate this house, Mom. I see, the house that used to be old and ugly, is now good. Let's just say the money Mila has spent is to buy this house."

"Can't do that, son. While you're alive, this house still belongs to you."

"If it's a loss, dong we renovated this house yesterday, Ma." Tukas Ardi Mila's. You know that you don't have to revisit everything."

Mila sighed. "Yes, here. But it's because of your proposal too, ma'am." Mila accused her husband.

"Lho, I suggested that because you said this house would be yours later." Ardi's voice began to rise.

"Because I used to say that." Mila.

"When did you ever say that, Mila?"

"When I was married, I said that. That's why I'm staying here."

"Mom just said, because it looks like you will live in this city, if later Mother has died this house you just buy, do not sell to others."

"Yes, because of Mother's talk that's why I renovated this house, because it will be mine too."

"It doesn't matter if this is going to be your home, but you have to discuss it with your sisters first. Tell me you want to buy this house and the proceeds are divided, so."

"Got once they are, while my money is up to fix this house." After saying so Mila immediately left her mother. Followed by Ardi. Bu Rukiyah could only stroke the chest looking at the behavior of her eldest son.

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Knowing her mother and sister were a bit bickering, Mala who lived in another city visited her mother's house to ask for an explanation from Mila.

"Earning Madam Mila fuss with Mom about this house."

"Where is no fuss. I promised this house to me, after I fixed it so good this way, I broke my promise."

"Mom never promised that, Mila." Mrs Rukiyah explained back what she had said.

"What I say is true, Ma'am. We can discuss these three. Let's just say the price of this house if it is sold now 300 million, the money that has been spent for the renovation of this house how much, for example 200 million. Then Ma'am pay the rest, which is 100 million. 100 million that we will share with Malik."

"Well, it's you and Malik who want to be good."

"What's better, Ma'am? Madam Mila also got a share of 200 million. But because Mbak made for the renovation of this house already, we do not have a problem." Mala.

"Or put it this way, if Mbak does not agree to share it so, this house we sell to others, later the division after we spend the money that has been spent for renovation." Syakir, Mala's husband.

"Can too. You can buy another house for that money."

"I want this house." Mila ketus.

"In that case, you should keep buying. Can not immediately become the owner of Mbak even though Mbak already out of money to renov." Mala Resolute.

Mila.

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The house is floating until 2020. Neither Mila nor Mala ever talked about it again. Mrs Rukiyah stayed with her son Mala. Although the situation is not too comfortable because of Mala's attitude that often ketus and lack of attention, but Bu Rukiyah still survive in the house of her husband's legacy.

At the beginning of 2021, the problem is back. Mila again requested that the house be turned into hers. Mrs Rukiyah, Mala, and Malik certainly did not agree to this. There was a commotion that led to expulsion.

"Mbak Mila don't mess around. I am still alive, Mother. It's not natural for us to fuss over inheritance while the parents are still alive." Said Mala in a high tone.

"You can say that because you're not in my position."

"As long as Mom is alive and we haven't done inheritance sharing, this house still remains the home of our parents. "Kata Mala's.

Ms. Rukiyah could only cry watching her children debate.

"Mbak Mila lives here, that doesn't mean she owns it. You're just living with your parents." Mala.

"I asked again, Mother. Who asked for the renovation of this house? We-we didn't ask for it."

"Indeed not to ask, but I want this house to be more livable and Mom to allow it."

"If you used to feel this house is not livable, why not find your own home? Why stay here." Sergey Malik again. "Then Mbak renovations, then Mbak maksa to be given to, Mbak. I can't dong."

"Allowing to be renovated does not mean allowing to be owned either, Ma'am."

"That's enough!" Bu Rukiyah half shouted.

Her three children were silent.

"Let's talk about this with a cold head. Mila, if you still want this house, as Mala once said, assume you bought this house. How much are you willing to pay?" Ask Bu Rukiyati.

"I bought it for the money I've spent on renovations. It is considered keel. Now I just sign the handover letter of this house, here it's been stamped the value of the money." Mila pulled out a piece of paper with a handover letter.

"Your path, Ma'am." Mala bobbing head.

"I don't agree. That's too low." Malik.

"So how much do you appreciate? This house was once ugly and old, where it sold at a high price. Who made this house so good? I right?"

"The price of the house that we will agree on is the price of the house after this good, cut with the cost of repairs that have been spent, the rest for us."

"Great son of you, I'm out for the renovation, I'm out for the money for you both."

"Mbak don't just judge the price of his house. The value of the land is also the price. If you do not agree, just move this house from the land of the Father now. This house stands on my Father's land, if you want his house, please. But the land isn't." Malik is full of emotion.

"Don't be so rude, Malik." Said Ardi.

"Mas Ardi should not interfere. This is our family business. I'm just a daughter-in-law here." Malik said that he made Ardi silent.

"Where, Ma'am? Can you lift the house? Or put it this way, if Madam Mila does not want to buy this house, after Mother died we will sell it to others, and the money that Madam Mila has spent, we return it.

"Not to say anything."

"If Madam Mila is not pleased, please leave this house right now."

Mila. So did Bu Rukiyah, Mala and all that was there.

"Listen to Malik, you will get a reply from your rude attitude today. Just wait."

Mila snorted then passed after picking up the paper she had placed on the table. Ardi her husband tailed from behind.

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A month later, Mila and her husband and son moved to a different rented house with their parents. Bu Rukiyah and Malik stayed in the house. A year passed, the problem was like a yawn. But who would have thought, at the end of 2021 Mila and her husband came with a certificate of proof of property rights issued by the National Land Agency (BPN) which read Mila Puspa Sari as the landowner and the building that stands in the above him; that is the house of his parents.

Mrs Rukiyah felt like she had crashed into the earth. He did not expect his eldest son to dare to go that far. The other children did not accept the situation, they were involved in a fight until it later led to the publication of a lawsuit directed by Mala to her own biological mother.

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Andre and Mardin sighed at the mother and son's words.

"Has the land and the house not been there before, Mom?" Ask Mardin.

"Messages from Camat. Not yet from BPN." Sahut Bu Rukiyah's.

Andre. This is the problem.

"Why not be taken care of immediately?"

Bu Rukiyah was silent.

"I don't know about Mom's house letter, Mas. I think it has been there for a long time. After this problem only I know that it turns out that the ownership letter owned by Mother since long ago was only a letter from Camat. The old man, the old man, he thought the letter was strong enough to prove the ownership of the land."

Mardin again breathed into the air. "It seems like again rife yes, the biological child sued his biological parents." Said slowly.

Bu Rukiyah lowered her head in tears.

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