
"Radit, if you want a toy, don't take a toy from your papah. Mama can buy you a good one from this."
"Mama lied. Radit's upset with mama."
Radit's scream in my ear.
Lovely sister ran over to both of us." What's up, Anna."
The chest is up and down, with both eyes being rounded. That toy I'm still holding, "Anna."
I threw the toy straight in the garbage can" Radit, son. Mama threw this toy away so you realize your papah has betrayed, he's a man of clothes ...."
Pask ....
A hard slap landed on my left cheek, "Anna, you need to be sober, keep that sanity. This Radit is a kid, he's not a grown-up who understands exactly what you're saying."
I tried to hold back the unsettled emotions, tried to calm down, and throw away the anger that continued to seep into this heart.
Kak Indah now holds Radit, hugging the innocent child. The tears I just noticed were so wet on his face.
What the hell am I doing? I should have driven myself. In order not to vent resentment at Radit.
"Anna, quickly get into the bedroom. Rest, calm yourself. Let Radit be with brother."
I was wrong, relying too much on the emotions of every Radit to speak his papa. Moreover, Mas Raka seduced Radit so that I would return to the house of in-laws with a toy. Ahk, you're a sly, Mas.
This leg felt so limp, it made me try to walk into the room. Sitting with the body of the lunglai.
Tok .. tok.
The knock on the door sounded, I started to get up, to immediately open the room door.
"Anna, Radit's sleeping in my room, so I hope you can get more out of your way. Don't rely too much on emotions. It's not good for your health, An."
I nodded my head, taking advice from my feet. " Oh, yeah. Brother bring warm tea for you."
Taking the warm tea offered by Kak Indah, made me immediately accept it." Thank you, brother."
Closing the room door, I started putting warm tea back on the room table. Reflect on what I've done to Radit.
"I'm sorry Mama Radit." Staring at the window of the room, only the moon was shining. There were many stars flashing around the moon.
Slowly I began to lay down my body to go to sleep, twitching both eyes.
Ahhkkkkp.
Cold sweat soaked my body and my head, to where Kak Indah came by opening the door.
"Why, Anna?"
Kak Indah's question makes, my body feels unnatural, due to a creepy dream. Very very creepy.
"What dream are you?"
Both of my hands were holding tightly to the head that was in pain, like there was a memory I never remembered. And now it's back.
"Anna, what's wrong with you?"
"My head hurts, brother!"
Kak Indah hurriedly, took medicine to relieve the symptoms in my head, which always suddenly felt pain.
"It's a drink, quick."
With trembling hands, I began to reach for the medicine my brother was proposing. Drink it," try to calm yourself. What dream are you Anna?"
"Oh my brother, in that dream I was like a bad man, and ahk ...."
My head hurts now, after telling me everything. "Otherwise, Anna?"
"My head hurts a lot."
Looked frantic face Kak Indah, when I grimaced in pain. That narrow-eyed lady, told me to go to sleep. Forgetting the nightmares that scared me.
Sis Indah sat by the bed, she kept me asleep.
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"Anna, wake up."
The scream of Beautiful Brother woke me up. Looking at the clock on the wall, already showing at seven in the morning, made me surprised and hurriedly wake up.
In a hurry, get off the bed. Open the door, step towards the dining table.
Both my eyes are round, seeing the field on the table is neatly arranged. Kak Indah with both eyes is so busy preparing food for me and also children.
Approaching my sister, until I hugged her so tightly." Thank you, brother, for taking care of me last night."
Sister Indah placed the dish on the table, turning her body towards me. His two palms pinched his cheeks and replied." Yes, a spoiled child."
"Yes, the past 3 children are still called spoiled children."
Brother Indah released her hand that pinched both of my cheeks. " Let's have breakfast."
I started sitting on the chair opposite my second son, Radit. Showing his face.
I tried to start a conversation with Radit, hoping Radit would listen to what I was going to say.
"Radit, that's a lot of ya. Hence."
My second son, showing his dislike face, was silent as I kept asking him.
"Radit, are you still mad as mad?"
I started a conversation with my second child, hoping Radit wouldn't get angry and want to hang out with his friends.
"Radit, mama take you to school?" Several times I, persuaded my son . But there was no change in Radit's self at all.
Radit has the same qualities as his father, so I know what Radit always wants when his father comes home.
because I kept pushing Radit to explain everything, where he didn't want to talk, that's when Radit started stopping his breakfast.
He put a fork and a spoon down from the chair with his pouting face.
"Radite. Son."
My shout was not answered at all by Radit, he just left, so he did not want to greet people he did not know.
I lowered my gaze, seeing Radit angry. Makes my heart ache, "Radit, son. Let mama take you in."
"It's okay."
Arbug .....
Suddenly Mr. Galih entered the house, making Anna of course shocked,
"Hey, little boy, if the road is clay." Mr. Galih said to Radit.
Radit narrowed his eyes, not liking the question from Mr. Galih's mouth.
" You want to go to school, do you want to take it?"
"Not to!"
Radit with an upset face, while Mr. Galih continued to show his excitement when he heard the rejection heard from the mouth of a small child in front of him.
Mr. Galih tries to tempt Radit to smile.
"Cock his face so cool, why?"
Radit was so upset with Mr. Galih's face that he replied, "no business, Om."
"Hey, Radit you can't do that" Kak Indah told Radit, trying to understand Radit.
It looks like Mr. Galih did not manage to stain Radit, until where he gave a packet of candy to Radit.
"Want to?"
Mr. Galih opened the candy wrapper that he had brought earlier.
"I don't like it."
Radit Gerricks.
Her father's nature was so down on Radit, that I was always pissed off at the boy.
Mr. Galih is now silent to where Radit said the unexpected.
"Om should be the one who left here, because of om. Our family is not comfortable..