
Time keeps growing, and so do the days that keep changing. However, word from him did not come.
I've been waiting a week for news from Kak Bulan, but all I've got is a hope that's broken again.
The entire family of Mom and Dad came together to celebrate Gio's birthday, only Kak Bulan, who was absent. This year, Mom and Dad agreed to hold a family dinner as a form of gratitude because Gio, has been given a long life and health to date, has been given, Father and Mother also agreed to only invite large families as a venue for friendship, considering that lately they rarely gather together.
"Grandmother has not met you for a long time, it turns out that now Grandma's grandson, has become a beautiful girl. No, girl scented telon oil again." Grandma Rosmah, laughing while rubbing my cheek. "Anyways, this year you're with Gio, you're with Grandma!" continued.
"Gift to Gio, where's Grandma?" ask Gio, enthusiastic.
I was surprised at Gio, when he was twelve years old, but about the gift of his attitude like a seven-year-old boy.
"There's dong. Make Grandma's most handsome granddaughter, Grandma give you a special gift." Grandma, give the red paper bag to Gio. "Well, if this one, make Grandma's granddaughter the prettiest." Grandma gave me a pink paper bag.
"Hayo, what did Grandma say?" tanya, Ranti—They are Gemitang.
"Thank you, Grandma." Said Gio, while running over to Om Romi—Adik Ibu.
"Gemi'kan Nek's birthday, ko given a gift too?" my many.
"That's nothing, you're Grandma's only and most beautiful granddaughter" replied, Grandma.
"Grandmother ko, by the way there's Kak Bulan, too. Brother Moon, also Grandma's granddaughter, who is beautiful." I do not accept with Grandma's words, it does not mean because Kak Bulan, absent Kak Bulan, so forgotten by Grandma.
My mother-Ranti, is the second of three children of her first brother Aunt Erni, she is married and has twin sons, while her sister Om Romi, is unmarried. That's why I and Brother Moon, became Grandma's dearest granddaughter, because we're girls.
"Gemi, let the card go to the room first, Mom, Grandma," Mom and Grandma said.
Before actually heading to the room I went to the kitchen to get a drink. Before actually arriving at the kitchen, I vaguely heard the conversation from inside the kitchen, heard from his voice, it seemed like it was the voice of Father and Oma Tari— Father's Mother.
"Where month? she's not coming back?" tanya, Oma Dance.
"Thong Ma'am,"
"You didn't force him? it's a family event, the time of the Moon, constantly absent." Oma Tari, start to raise the volume of her voice.
"I've called and asked the Moon to come to Buk, but the Moon, still don't want. I can't force the Moon, Buk. It was enough because of my compulsion, the Moon became depressed all this time. Now, just let the moon, find her own happiness," replied Father, wistfully.
"It's all Mom's fault. Because of Mom, the Moon is a victim." Oma's voice started to shake.
From behind the door I sharpened my hearing even more, preparing to hear whatever the continuation of the chat Mother and child. Unfortunately, for a few minutes there was only silence I heard.
What does it mean for coercion? depressed? the victim?
During the climb up the stairs, the three words kept spinning in my head like a piece of music.
For a moment I was silent in front of Kak Bulan's room, staring at the door of the room that was almost empty. Leaving the story with the owner's secret.
I looked down, staring at the paper bag Grandma gave me, I was like I was drawn to the past, every birthday I was Grandma, always giving gifts to me and Gio, and vice versa, but only then did I realize Grandma, never gave a gift to Kak Bulan.
I used to think that Kak Bulan, bigger than me so Kak Bulan, never got a gift from Grandma, but now I just realized that the word adult does not apply to me and Gio, Gio, in fact, Grandma always gives us gifts.
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