
The sunlight was so blinding to the eyes, I even frowned when I just came down from the angkot. Vya accompanied me to a rehabilitation center for people with mental disorders. A building that looks partially enclosed as a fence made of zinc.
Vya held my hand. He understood what was on my mind when he saw this building.
"Not to worry. This is not what you think Ndis, this building is built. But the owner and founder are also caretakers so painstakingly taking care of those who are here." Vya said as she pulled my hand.
With so much relief I followed my best friend's footsteps. He seemed familiar with some of the people greeting him. Maybe he knows some of these people.
"Neng Vya, who's the same?" Asked one man who was wearing a sarong but in a unyil style, where he was draped on his shoulder.
"Eh Mr. Bagong. This is Mr. Lisa's son." Get to know Vya to the man who greets me with his smile. He extended his hand. As well as his teeth that look a little poking forward makes his face look funny.
I also received his hand.
"Your hands are as white as Dik's cotton, if I were king in this palace then you would be his queen in this palace. Greetings from the prince of love without capital, Bagong happy forever." Said the man who almost kissed my hand. I quickly pulled her. I immediately hid behind Vya's body.
"Ndis.do not be afraid, Mr. Bagong is a patient who is almost healed. He's here to help Kang Lukman treat some patients." Vya Say.
I was relieved instantly too. But I was strange to hear Vya's explanation, why patients can actually treat patients. But from the conversation, the look in his eyes this man can be invited to communication.
"We stay first sir. Genthis misses his mother." Vya said as she pulled my hand. I followed him until he stopped at one door. It looks like writing on the doorstep.
{Women's specialty}
I was just observing the atmosphere in the room we were in. Looks like a hall, and there are some mats and clothes that are sun dried. Vya pulled me towards one room. I heard my mother singing, it was my mother.
"If first... We never met... I'll never feel it...." The melodious voice of the mother who sang a song that hita in the 80s.
I approached the room where there were 4 middle-aged women, they were busy with their activities. There were counting lines on the wall, there were caressing dolls. While the mother as usual, he will look at the sun through the trellis cracks that are used as a ventilation room.
"Mother.... Ma'am...This is Genthis Ma'am...." Say it while sticking out my hand. My mother was far away from where I stood. Mom didn't look at me. Suddenly one woman in a wide headscarf came and approached the mother. He guides mother's hand. He led her out of the room and now she is by my side. My hair is a little shorter now. I hugged my mother so tightly. I couldn't hold my tears in my mother's arms. I miss mom, even though her current condition doesn't make me lose my love for her, I just want to be with mom.
"Hiks....Hix.... Ma'am.. Forgive Gendhis." Said me in his arms. No response or tender belain from mother . One swipe was given by Vya on my back. He also seemed to shed tears as he was moved.
"There's one thing I have to say. Because yesterday it was said that Vya was not strong enough to pass it on to son Gendhis." Said the mother to me with a serious face. He seemed to take off his glasses and look at me.
"Son Gendhis, whatever you're going to say, don't look at the negativity. But on the positive. Trying to think positively because as I saw in the mother son of Gendhis, maybe all this time he put forward his negative feelings so that he could not withstand the emotions or burden of his life." Bu Agu, whose full name is Agustina.
"What's wrong, ma'am?" Ask me impatiently.
The look on the face of the owner of this home looks so serious. Vya's face that looked slightly lowered made me even more worried about the news to be delivered.
Agus is approaching my position. Now he sits by my side.
"When Gendhis's mother was found yesterday, he was in a miserable condition. I'm sorry, it looks like Gendhis's mother suffered a crime. I have to convey this, worried that in the future my mother, son Genphis, is pregnant, and son Gendhis, thinks that bad things are happening here. The mother who found the mother son of Gendhis was also a witness." Said Bu Agus.
My body is weak and less and less eager to live. I don't know what makes me so difficult in life. Just wanted to be a better and obedient servant, but trials are coming. The bad thoughts in my brain were already dancing around and busy haunting my feelings in order to feel hopeless. The hand grip from Vya made me turn towards the girl who is now always wearing round glasses because it is already cylinder 5.
"Ndis, remember Kak Ziyah's message this morning?" He said while smiling.
I recall the encouraging words of Kak Ziyah, the eldest daughter of Bu Sekar.
"Ndis, to live a life obedient to God is not as easy as we imagine. Sometimes the more obedient we test will also feel heavier. Well here sometimes many who give up and surrender without trying. Here is precisely our moment or moment to rise to the level of glory in the eyes of God is not man."
This time, it had only been a few hours that I had separated from that family full of warmth. I've already met what Brother Ziyah said. I closed my eyes and was as strong as I could not cry, resisting bad thoughts and prejudices about things that had not happened. What if mom is pregnant? alone has been bothered, alone it is like this, why my destiny is like this.
I quickly opened my eyes and told Ms. Agustina that I would. Taking the time off to the orphanage helped Agustina's mother and her husband. I wouldn't. Resuming college. I'm tired of chasing what I want. Wants success. Now I want to sell this world dearly. Like Bu Sekar said last night if we want to live happily. Forget all about the beauty of the world. Just focus on our obligations. Then we will be like a beautiful virgin, Sholehah, intelligent who will make men chase us. That's world. He will chase us when we are not glared at its beauty. It really happened, I resigned to take care of my mother. But God actually gave me what I had forgotten because I wanted to focus on improving myself and taking care of my mother.
Right at 3 months I busied myself in the orphanage and kept working at the Uni Desi restaurant. The money for my college list goes to my mother's care and savings if at any time something unexpected happens to me. Something unexpected is coming towards me. An offer so unexpected.
"You'll be on cadre scholarship. Just pay 10 million to S1. It can be taken as much as 4 times." Said the chairman of the foundation where my mother was treated
(Sorry to readers. How many days are in quarantine for joining the class. Thank God you can write again.)