CRACKS
MEMORABLE
The sweet morning began with bright sunlight, the breeze blowing breeze through the cracks of windows and open doors.
Robby did not turn her head even glanced as Erlangga and Kinan stepped away from the house. Even when the sound of his wife's motorcycle king was away, Robby was still sitting in front of the TV did not move.
He continued to sip on the cup of coffee made by Dian.
“Tumben pa, at home!”
Erlangga threw her bag on Robby's front desk, making the relaxed duren with the TV show surprised.
Erlangga immediately sat down to enjoy his coffee.
“Ngopo! Don't like it, Papa's at home? I thought about it!”
“Ya tumben aja!”
“Kok is home? New feeling out! Papa hasn't moved from the chair yet, mager! Even papa coffee is not finished.”
Erlangga saw a door that was tightly closed, like waiting for someone.
“What's up? Kok fidgeting.”
“Kinan likes to get angry! Why pa?”
“You know him better.”
“Ngak usually.”
“Leave it, later also heal by yourself.”
“No, I'm worried about you! Kinan go home, do not want to come here.”
“Yes already, it's her home Erlangga!”
“But not usually so pa.”
Robby looked at the back of Erlangga who was approaching the door, looking at the direction of the kinan house.
Huuuuufff...
Erlangga has a face and posture.
“Get our son, baby!” his late wife's last message was rattled.
Robby's eyes turned soft, there was a deep sadness there. Why did his wife leave so soon.
Sometimes Robby lamented the hasty departure of his wife. Leaving himself in this situation.
Not once has Robby forgotten about his wife Meylana.
Meylana left for good after giving birth to their baby, Erlangga.
She gave birth normally and smoothly, but Meylana bled out one month after giving birth.
And, his body was unable to endure the pain of a survival struggle. He left quietly without any teardrops and complaints from Robby.
As a man who has just been married and recently bred a momongan, Robby is of course still in a very happy state.
The departure of Meylana seemed to take half his life. Robby held all grievances in his heart, trying to smile despite seeing his wife's breath shed.
Only his hands tightened! it shows how broken the loss is.
If he could take back the life that began to leave the body, it would feel like he was fighting the angel of death! God please let us be happy! The angel of izrail gives no choice as compensation.
"My job is to take your life, and your job is to move on!"
Fate has no mercy. Playing life on earth is like an Online Game. To take his life without feeling and to give no opportunity for a struggle.
Meylana 28 years of Japanese nationality Died in the city of Surabaya.
“Mey..” Without feeling Robby mention the name of his late wife, soft and thin.
“What pa?” Erlangga was still sitting in front of Robby, staring at a glance - a glance at the face of his papa who was always sad.
It is common for his father to mention his mother's name if he is daydreaming or sleeping.
“Oh, yes! What's wrong?”
Robby smothers his mouth holding Isak. Remembering Meylana his wife.
The last moment his wife breathed was recorded in his memory.
Meylana breathed in Robby Patris' warm embrace. There were no tears, Meylana came home in peace.
Until the end of the funeral, Robby can still quietly hold back the sadness of the loss.
Five years of fast-paced time, Robby still continues to visit the cemetery area. Spilling longing.
He always reported the development of Erlangga. Nervous about the needs of the house, and his busyness between work and his activities takes care of their children.
He always carried his beloved son in a sling.
“Mey, our son is already big, he is very handsome. Mey.. I'm tired of having to cook myself, having to wash myself, having to scrub myself! Mey..”
Not infrequently Robby spilled tears on the mound of dry land. Hugging a tombstone. Remembering how wonderful the short time he had given his wife.
“Mey, I miss bed so much! Will I fuck another woman? Doesn't that mean I betrayed you? Mey, give me the answer!”
Robby's tears, his spirit has run out, take off with the funeral.
Long enough down! It took almost five years for Robby to enjoy life a little.
Sometimes in silence he blames himself, who is unable to protect his wife. Sometimes she hides in the hallway while drowning her pain and longing.
Robby doesn't like other people knowing how weak and frail he is. How broken he lost.
People say Robby was a stoic man, but behind that he was just a piece of flesh and bones that were uninhabited.
I don't know when else will fill the emptiness of his life? I don't know who will manage to hold his heart.
Erlangga who was so sweet became his only life.
For many years he had lived alone, never forgetting to visit his wife's grave.
“Papa get married, I promise I will receive my new mama well.” Erlangga said sadly, Erlangga was so unwilling to see his father dissolve and drown in his mother's past.
The thing that Erlangga dislikes most when her papa is off work is her sad face.
“I really don't like that papa.”
Robby always spent a long time just staring at their memorable album.
Mama who was wearing hospital oversized clothes was holding a baby that must have been Erlangga, and Robby who was hugging the two from the right side with a happy smile.
“It must have been a special day for papa. It's been sixteen years, pa! Marry.”
Robby only shook his head when his favorite son forced himself to get married.
“Not Er, no one can replace your mama.” Robby replied briefly without noticing Erlangga's wry face.
Erlangga was sixteen years old. It was during this time that Robby himself drowned in loneliness. Robby insisted on not getting married.
“Papa will meet your mama later.” Said Robby to Erlangga who always forced himself to find his mother's intercessor.
I don't know Robby's heart seems to have stopped at one point, giving up. Robby's only power to live is Erlangga.
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