Call Me Rain
In passing..

After Alula, the night felt different for Jeni and Tata. those who usually after dinner took time to gather to just play or watch television with other children. but unlike tonight, after dinner Jeni and Tata chose to go into the room,

As Jeni opened the door of the room, she was stunned for a split second staring at Alula's now-empty, uninhabited bed. Jeni who stepped first into the room immediately laid her body right in the middle of the bed.

"I miss Lula deh" he said, closing his eyes, recalling his time with Alula every night.

A flash of shadow appeared when the three of them were playing charades, or when he and Tata asked Alula to draw a picture.even when she saw Alula pensively alone on the bed who had no idea what.

Tata who followed from behind sat in front of the empty bed. "Me too" with her own voice as she rubbed the pillow in front of her.

The memory of their togetherness swirled in each other's minds. Although not too long they live in one room, somehow their closeness seems to have been established for so long.

Jeni, who had been laying down on the bed, now moved closer to the table beside her, she reopened the folds of the letter written by Alula.

*myjen..

Jeni.. Tatas..

Forgive Brother for leaving without saying goodbye.

Because I know you guys don't want to leave. Don't you? Hehee

Jeni and Set the promise ! must get along, keep loving each other, share each other.

Big brother dear to you guys, would be very kangen. Studying hard huh ! let us reach your goals.

Don't argue with what Mom said ! nurut the same Mother, help Mother take care of the other sisters.

Sorry Brother can not teach you to draw again, you learn yourself well!

Do'ain Brother too, let's go see Brother's father.

I promise you'll have your nengokin there.

Take good care of yourself, Dad! Your dear brother..

Jeni was about to fold back a letter written by Alula, but the corner of her eye caught another piece of paper near where she kept her stationery.

Instantly his mind returned to laughter as they learned to draw together.

"What picture is my brother?" Tata pulled a piece of paper from Alula's hand.

"Woaahhh, kreeen! the picture is very good." his eyes are rounded full to see the sketch of his face and also Jeni who is engraved so neatly.

"It's really good Ka. Brother pinter's picture?" jeni comments while researching the results of Alula's picture.

Alula was silent and smiling.

"Here deh." he patted his bed to invite Jeni and Tata to sit there.

"Look at this" he said, opening wide to paper in his mother's black notebook.

Jeni and Tata simply looked at the pictures of the clothes and the patterns of the pieces depicted in the book, although they did not understand the pictures, but they were still amazed by the picture.

"It's Mother's Brother, he used to love sewing clothes.You guys see kaka clothes! it's a sewing mother."

Well, the talent of drawing that Alula has indeed she got from her mother.I used to often sketch someone's face, or make a picture of the design of the clothes that will be sewn. no wonder Jeni and Tata now always wanted him to teach them to draw.

Sketches of his face and also Tata who had once drawn Alula, has now been increased with a sketch of Alula's face who was smiling sweetly. at the end of the paper he wrote "Arts, Tata and Lula. saved yes! as a memento as well as a proof that we've met."

Jeni's tears immediately fell along with Tata who hugged her from the side.I don't know why he who usually can never be silent and always chatty now can not speak. he himself felt what it was like to be abandoned by the person he already considered as Big Brother.

"Jen" after letting go of her embrace, Tata now faces off against Jeni.

"Hmmmm?" Jeni puffed her head to look into Tata's eyes.

Now Tata clasped Jeni's hand still holding the letter. "You promise me well, you won't leave me." he said expectantly.His eyes began to water again after having receded.

Jeni hugged Tata again "Iya Ta, we must both continue. Even though someday we are destined to separate, the promise will always tell you."

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It turns out that not only Jeni and Tata, Alula's departure was quite influential for Ibu Indah, but she often let her foster children go, when they met a family that was willing to adopt them.

But, somehow Alula's departure feels different, it feels so heavy to let go of her. Moreover, Alula's personality reminds her of someone she always misses.

"Mom, let Lula do it."

or

"Mom, lula who fancied yah! "

And

"Lula help Mom yeah."

Such are ordinary words, but somehow when Alula who said it, her heart felt full.especially her tone that was similar to someone.

"Ka, let me!"

"Ka, let me do it."

"I'm helping you"

The sentences continued to ring in the memory of Ibu Indah.

"Where the hell are you Ra ?" mumbling Mother Beautiful while looking at the letter in her hand.

"What other mother? "the daydream came to a halt as Risma suddenly stood beside him.

"You don't want me to Risma. What's going on here?" Beautiful Mother stood up from her seat, she put the letter back into her storage box.

"Mother why?" but Risma ignored the question Beautiful Mother. "sad also left Alula? "ask then.

"You why the hell? don't like him?" Beautiful Mom asked again without answering Risma's question.

"She's gone ma'am, why you're still sad.don't know thank you so much for going."guitu.

"Risma . Why are you like this, son?"

Risma just kept silent not answering.

"Rism.. " She called her name again when Risma no longer spoke.

"I sprained Mom, how many times have I told you. Stop taking care of other people! Mom's got me, Mom's real son. They're nobody." Risma looked down not daring to look at Beautiful Mother.

"Oh my goodness, Risma ! why are you talking like that? did you ever teach you?" Bu Indah pulled Risma to sit in front of the bed with him.

"Mom has Risma Bu, why do I still take care of others while Mother herself also has biological children." now Risma began to sob.

"Rism.. "Bu Indah stroked her son's hair affectionately.

"Mother love Risma, I only have you, the mother's only child, the Mother's family.but can you consider them your brothers too? they're just like you, son ! both need parental affection.You are still lucky and should be grateful to still have Mom. You see them ! not even a few of them are born without knowing what their biological parents are like."

Risma hugs Mom Beautiful "Risma tau mom. Risma is just afraid that Mother's affection is divided. "

Ibu Indah tightened her embrace, trying to calm Risma who was now jealous.

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Happy readding's.. ☺

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