CUTS
Between Mother and Son...

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Two days passed after the interrogation the other day. I spent my days as usual until today. Two soldiers came to pick me up in the treatment room. After the last check-up this morning, the doctor let me out of the hospital. I'm happy, Umi and Abu are also very happy. However, our pleasure did not last long. Two men dressed in striped clothes came to my ward while we were packing things.

“Assalamualaikum, we are assigned to pick up the family to the place that has been prepared. Is everything ready?” ask one of them kindly.

“Already, Sir.” replied Ashes. We followed them to the parked vehicle in front of the hospital. We boarded the car feeling anxious and full of questions.

“They will take us to where?” my inner.

Neither I nor Abu dared to ask where they were going. We followed without asking much questions. I just hope, no matter what happens in the future I always want to be close to my parents like now.

Being near Abu and Umi feels like getting the strength to survive any danger that might be life-threatening. The car entered a green housing. After showing the small rectangular paper to the soldiers on guard, the car drove back across the row of houses that looked neat and beautiful.

The car stopped in front of a house that was still attached to another house. A man in a striped shirt was already standing in front of the house with a full smile addressed to us. The man who disappeared a few days ago without news.

Rendra approached us and took Teuku from Abu's sling. The boy also seemed indiscriminate. He likes to be carried by any man. “Truly not picker.” my inner.

“Mari Abu, Umi! Please sign. For a while the Abu family will stay here. I hope Abu doesn't mind. I also apologize for the house just like this. But at least this is pretty safe from Khalid's interference. We never know what he's planning. As long as he has not been found, I hope Abu, Umi and Cut do not refuse to stay here. How?”

“Thank you for taking the trouble to think of us. We would rather go back to the village. There is also quite safe now not like before.” said Abu.

“I'm sorry, Abu, Umi. For a while the Abu family especially Cut could not go back there. Because he's still needed for some information that Cut might know. And now, Cut is in danger because Khalid and his men must be trying to kidnap Cut back for revenge.”

“Ya already, if that is so I and my family can only accept all the decisions that you give.”

“Sorry, Ash. But if you may ask, I beg Abu not to call me with call ‘Bapak’ I do not want to look old one of them. Besides, it would be impolite if Abu called me that way. The ash that is more worthy of respect with the call instead of calling me ‘Bapak’. Just call me Rendra and there's no need to use Mr.” Abu nodded small.

Umi and Abu look around the two-bedroom one-kitchen house next to the dining room and living room with the living room next to it. These rooms are not big, for the three of us it is very luxurious. Our house in the village is only walled with earth-based boards while here it is permanent with the floor in cement.

I forgot to ask when I could see Kak Limah's parents to Rendra. I'm not calm if I can't see them yet. After all, they were the ones who saved me from adultery under the guise of marriage.

Umi tidied up our stuff which was not much. Only Teuku's clothes look a lot and new. “Umi, this new shirt huh? When do you buy Umi?” ask me while folding Teuku clothes.

“Umi didn't buy it. That was her outfit while she was in the hospital.”

I frowned, “Hospital gave Teuku a new shirt? Very nice she.”

“Umi did not know and did not ask the nurse. It's just, the bag they gave me is indeed all new clothes and complete. Umi think the price is also expensive. You compare it with the clothes we buy must be different.” I obey Umi's speech and then compare the two and clearly different. As soon as I saw the bag containing Teuku's clothes, I could immediately guess if Teuku's clothes were from Rendra. He used to buy clothes with a bag. Now he's doing it back. “The strange man.” muttered. But Umi heard it.

“Who is the weird guy?” I wonder, what should I answer?

“Nothing, Umi.” lied to me. There's no way I'd say if that weird guy was Rendra.

“Cut, you're an adult. It is natural that if you like a man or are liked by a man, it can be more than one because you are beautiful. So, pray! Ask Allah to guide you to a good man who also believes. Not a strange man. God willing, the prayer of a godly child will be fulfilled if you ask with all your heart and taste.”

I looked at Umi who was smiling at me. “Is there a man you're thinking about right now? Ask God for guidance if you have a thousand doubts about the man. Allah knows best for His servants. So it is only to Him where we ask and hope. God never reneges on His promises unlike man. Therefore do not expect of humans even your own parents.”

Again I looked at Umi with admiration. There are not many parents like Umi. Parents who never doctrine or feel right themselves then ignore the feelings of the child. Umi is not like that. Umi and Abu who came from the village did not necessarily make their mindset join the village. They are open-minded people and never once rule as they please when it comes to feelings.

If only they weren't my parents. I don't know what's happening to me right now. Maybe I'll end up like the fate of my late sister-in-law who ended tragically with her husband. Abu and Umi are not people who forbid or order with an authoritarian attitude. They chose to give me a good view of the bad of an action so I thought back about what I wanted to do.

Just like today, Umi asked me to pray to God for the best. As a mother, Umi must have realized there was something between me and Rendra. Although it's not obvious but I'm sure the hunch on us is there. Umi subtly told me to pray for God's best mate. That's a sign that Umi doesn't matter if the man on my mind right now is the strange human named Rendra.

“What Umi and Abu want to accept Rendra?” my inner.   

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