An Overdose of Love
It reveals who I am
The morning sun had greeted me, until the sun had disrupted my sleep. Feeling tired all over the body, makes me feel lazy to immediately rise from the bed contest.
Tok .. tok .. tok, the door of the room has been knocked on by someone, so inevitably lazy to wake up that had attacked, so that, now you have to get up too to open the door of the room that is repeatedly knocked.
I opened the door slowly.
"Eeh, Miss Fatimah. What's up, ma'am?" my many.
"There's nothing, son Karin. I just wanted to see how you were doing, and told me to have breakfast with us" she said.
"Yes, Fatimah's mom. Later Karin will join you, but I now want to clean up first because I just woke up," answered me softly.
"Oh yes, no pa-pa. Take a shower first, let your body fres. Yes already then, the same mother ate first. You'll actually eat, yeah! Do not let you eat, pity the grandpa in your stomach, because he also needs intake for energy as well," he explained.
"Yes, mom. Karin promised, it will be soon after cleaning up," I agreed.
"All right, we're waiting."
"Heeem," I replied nodding my head slowly.
Don't waste time just stepping foot into the bathroom. It did not take long for myself to clean up, until now I have joined the family of Mr. Samsul for breakfast immediately. The sound of a spoon accompanied our solemn meal, without a single chatter coming out of our mouths. Didn't feel breakfast was so soon after, which finally without a request from the house with a deft self-help this directly helped Fatimah ma'am to wash the remaining containers of our breakfast.
"Already, Karin. You rest, let me clean this up. You now look very pale, so it is better to sit or lay down," said Fatimah.
"No pa-pa, ma'am. Karin is fine. Lookie!Although my face appears unhealthy, but I am still strong to undergo activities as usual," I subtly refused.
"Heeem. Yes, already then. I'm very afraid that you are just okay and exhausted," added Mrs Fatimah.
"Yes, mom. Thanks for your attention."
"Yes, Karin."
There are not many containers that we wash, because the menu for breakfast this morning is not so much that only eat vegetable soup, sambal, with fried tempeh only. But even so, this self must still be grateful, because it can still prop up the stomach when this self has run away from home with a position of limping indeterminate direction for two days.
"Sit here, son of Karin!" have Mr. Samsul invite to sit on a chair from the wood of the living room.
"Yes, sir!" my answer agreed that immediately sat followed by Fatimah's mother who sat beside me.
"Someone wants you and dad to talk to you about. So forgive us in advance, if any of our words will later offend or hurt your feelings. We are not entitled to your life because we are not members of your family, but sorry if we are now interfering in your affairs because we both cannot bear to see the fate of your life that looks very complicated. So may we wonder about you, for our good intentions are only to help you, and with all our might we can help you. So now you can not be sad or desperate until there is a intention to kill yourself again, because we are here for you," said Mr. Samsul's permission to give a lengthy explanation.
"Yes, son Karin. Tell story! Let's just say I'm your own real mother. So you don't have to worry if we're going to do evil, because we're really good people. Take out all your troubles and troubles, so that you can get out of the circle of thorny problems over your life," said Fatimah as she stroked my hair.
"Yes, sir, ma'am. Heeeh .. I'll tell you everything. But promise me not to let this secret be heard by my extended family, for I do not want to go back to the painful past and have ruined my life" I said weakly with tears beginning to flood.
"Yes, son Karin. We promise to keep this a secret from your family, including others, because we don't want you to repeat the mistake of yesterday - suicide. God hates his people who are easily discouraged, by committing suicide like you were yesterday" said Fatimah's mother gently, as her hand wiped the tears that flowed on her cheek.
"Thank you sir, ma'am. There was no other word I could say but thank you," I said sobbing in tears.
"Yes Karin. Already ... have, do not cry again," prevent Fatimah ma'am.
"Well, I'll tell you everything from the beginning," My permission with a heavy heart because it will give me the sad story that happened to me.
"Please!" answer Mr. Samsul is ready.
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# FLAHSBACK ON #
Part 1 introductions.
My name is Karin purtriana, commonly called simply karin. I am an orphan who was already a child who was left dead by my parents, due to an accident tragedy. Because my uncle and aunt did not want to take care of me, until finally I was banished to the orphanage. It hurts so much to be treated by my own family in this situation, but I want to say what I can't refuse at the time because I was eight years old.
Time after time has finally made this self grow into a beautiful and charming teenage woman. Now I am fourteen years old with the status of 3rd grade Junior High. My days are full of gloom when I see friends who are always happy with their families. Another with me who only has family in the orphanage, with little orphaned children as well.
"Sunday, here ... here!" call the house mom who wants to call.
"Let's go with mom now. Because there are people who want to see you," explained the mother of the orphanage.
"Yes, ma'am."
Finally we both walked into the office room owned by the head of the home. This self is made tangent is not a bitch, because not usually members of the parlour will be brought to the office if it does not make trouble and there are people who want to abdicate us.
"This is ma'am, sir! Her name is Karin, according to the photo!" obviously the head of the parlour against the guest who was sitting in the guest chair.
"Well .. wow, you turned out to be so beautiful from the picture," praised the guest mothers who immediately approached me who was embarrassed.
I could only smile kindly at them, as all the guests were standing close to me.
"Include karin. This is Ms. Lidya and Mr. Cokro, who are with their children," explained the head of the home.
My sense of courtesy immediately emerged, which immediately greeted and kissed the hands of their backs. What a charm their boys so make the heart melt when this self is stealing to see it, but immediately I subdued the gaze when their son looked back at me full of question marks and wonder.
"Where's Andrian? Beautiful, isn't it Karin?" aunt Lidya asked her son.
"Yes ma, beautiful and still cute?" the answer that can not be separated from looking at me carefully.
"Goodoo. You'd love it, wouldn't you be your bitch?" ask aunt Lidya.
"Yes, ma. It's up to mom, it's important that mom is as happy as you are, of course Adrian will also be happy," he replied flatly.
"Guys? Meanin?" bungungungu.
"You must have offended Karin for all this. The purpose of our arrival here is to raise the karin to become a new member of our family" replied Lidya explained.
"Is that true, ma'am?" ask me to the head of the orphanage.
"That's Karin. You are now an adult and there should be a family that can watch over and take care of you" said the delicate mother of the parlour while stroking my hair slowly.
"You don't have to be afraid of Karin. We are a good family, so you don't have to worry about other things" said Lidya.
"True Karin. This om boy really wants to have a adek that can accompany his days, but unfortunately my wife's uterus is no longer able to function, due to an accident that hit him during the pregnancy of our second child," said Mr. Cokro explained that he looked sad.
Ms. Lidya could now only stroke her husband's arm slowly as he explained the events of their family. Maybe the wife gave support so that her husband was strong for the disaster that befell their family.
"Where, Karin? You want to be our son?" ask Lidya ma'am.
"Come, aunt. Karin felt that you did not deserve to raise me as a child, while you do not yet know the nature and ins and outs of my family," replied berusha refused.
"You don't have to worry about that, because we've got a lot of information from the head of this home," said Cokro.
"But, sir!" answer me in doubt.
"There is no need to be buts, which obviously you will be loved by my family including myself, understand!" answer the Adrian.
"Well, Karin. Lookie! Adrian alone feels already can not bear you to be his adek," explained aunt Lidya.
"Mama! What the hell!" ketus said Adrian.
"Hahahah, that's actually Lidya's mom. Maybe you guys will fit into a happy family," led by the symbol of the head mother.
"Amin ya robbal alamin," replied everyone compact.
Finally I was forced to follow all their wishes to have a new family member. It seems they are so friendly and kind, that the bad worries about their families are gone. All the things I left behind that only brought clothes and important things.