BECOMING HONEY'S SISTER
FAILED HOME?

One bag of cloth was filled with all the pieces of clothes that I brought when I left for Jakarta. I can't wait to get home quickly. Last time, when I was a little bit, I had to tell Dad and Mom about this return. Both my parents were very happy, despite the questions they asked. Maybe worried, if there is a problem because suddenly go home. But I told you, everything's fine. I went home because I missed Yumna so much. I wanted to pick her up to come to Jakarta.

Yumna also wanted to talk to me after going on strike because she thought I no longer cared about her because some of her messages were unrequited. But, because of the rush to leave, so we did not talk. I actually miss hearing my daughter's voice, but rather than being late, we'll meet up anyway.

"Are you ready?" ask Ilham, when I see me out of the room. "Lho, all his clothes were taken? We will not be in the village for long, we will also come back here."

"That's okay, ma'am. Anyway, the clothes are not much. If not brought everything, then there will be no change of clothes in the village." I said. At home, there are no clothes I can borrow..Mother's clothes are only three stels, even dry on the body. Likewise with the Union.

"Astagfirullah, I'm sorry Mila. Even for your basic needs I have not had time to fulfill." mas Ilham promised, until in Padang, he would buy me some new clothes stels.

"It's okay, though. This shirt is enough too. If it is too much, then even bother hisabnya. After all, at the time of the application, Mayu has also bought new clothes for me."

"You really are a saliha woman, Mil. I'm lucky to have you. I'm really ashamed of myself, haven't been able to take good care of my own wife."

"Had praised it. We better leave now before it's too late. Mas hunted farewell Mbak Ayu, gih." I pushed the body Ilham mas slowly from behind. Having just climbed one rung of stairs, suddenly from above Iqbal galloped down the stairs, he looked pale.

"Pig!" The screech.

"Why, Bal?" ask me Ilham.

"Reply, bi. Um!" Iqbal pointed at the direction of the room.

"Why Umi?"

"Bloody noodle, her hand cut off,"

As quickly as possible, I ran to my room. He jumped a few stairs. Followed by Iqbal. While I followed slowly because now the position is young pregnant.

Arriving at the door of the room mbak Ayu, my body immediately limp to see mbak Ayu in a sling mas Ilham. True Iqbal said, his hands were covered in blood. He cut it with a piece of fruit. This is the third time Ayu has attempted suicide. Butwhy?

The children followed from behind in tears.

"Where are you going?" my many.

"To the hospital!" Reply to Ilham, while continuing to pass without caring for me.

Arriving at the hospital lobby, Ilham immediately left the steering wheel, then carried Ayu's car to IGD. I followed Iqbal from behind.

***

We were again reminded by the doctor to maintain the emotional state mbak Ayu. As a family, we were asked to understand that Ayu was still very unstable. Things that we might consider small, but could be very important for mbak Ayu. mental illness that can not heal instantly, mayu not get pressure.

"If it is not really guarded, then it is not closed the possibility of this will be repeated again," said the doctor.

"We promise to take good care of her."

The three of us came out of the doctor's office. Mas Ilham apologized to me because because because of this incident, the plan to return home must be pushed back first.

"I'm sorry, Mil. I understand you miss Yumna very much, but under these circumstances I cannot leave Ayu" Ilham said. "And it's also impossible to let you go home alone. Moreover, you are pregnant like this" he added. So it makes me not dare to hope to see Yumna again soon. It seems like you have to be patient again so that the opportunity can really materialize.

"Bi," suddenly Iqbal who was standing behind us spoke. "May Iqbal ask for something" said Ilham. "From the beginning, Abi always offered Iqbal to ask for gifts on Iqbal's achievements. But Iqbal tai ever asked for anything because everything has been provided Umi. Today, Iqbal wants to make a request like Abi always offered. Iqbal wants Abi to pay attention to Umi. Iqbal wanted Abi to really take care of Umi, especially when she is sick right now. Can you, bi?" pinta Iqbal's.

"Bag,"

"Please Bi. Do it like Abi does good to others.Pity umi, bi!"

Mas Ilham nodded his head. He responded to Iqbal's request, then passed to the room where Ayu was treated until we both lived.

"You may be upset at our Umi for making your plan fail" Iqbal said. "I always try to get what I want, I never ask anyone for anything because I am always confident in my efforts. But this time, I'll beg you. Please let my father be with my mother. Justjust please. Umi desperately needs a father at this time, for Umi, Abi is everything. Let umi feel that Abi is always beside her. Please don't push them away." asked Iqbal, he bowed his head before me. "Please!" Pinta Iqbal again. This time he knelt on the floor because I never gave an answer.

I'm not that bad! I really want to tell him. But I'm also sure that Iqbal will never listen to me. That's why I decided to leave it. Then he called Mbok Asih, asking that he tell Farid to pick me up.

It's getting confusing. Until when can they realize that I care about them too. I'm fine if Ilham mas must be with mbak Ayu also for some time because that's the right mbak Ayu as well.

Right now, I am part of their family.no longer a stranger. Without being asked, I don't mind giving up on Ayu's mom. After all, I would not have the heart to sacrifice someone's life for my pleasure even though I ended up having to get in trouble for failing to come home. Yumna's getting cranky. she really doesn't want to talk to me. Several times I tried calling, Yumna always refused. Mother said she was too disappointed.

is this the end of it all? Is there really no chance for me?