Grasping
The Part 70
Confusion struck the soul, scattered only able to guess. Don't know what really happened. Suddenly a longing appeared, suddenly disappearing like dusk. Wanting something can't be prevented. Hating something without knowing the reason, isn't that a strange thing?
To whom will demand for strangeness. In silence he never let go of the guess, looking for answers but rather absurd answers. Ah ... getting confusing.
Two men of different professions were walking down a paved road. The goal is to find meatball sellers who are still open. The clock almost shows at 12 pm, although in the crowd of the big city still makes them difficult to find what they are looking for.
Countless times the man wearing the nightgown nagged, swearing also sighing in annoyance. But not at all responded by Yusha, the man who really wanted the dumpling meatballs was just silent with the mind floating. Really confused about his own situation.
"God ...! Lu's sticking up, anyway, Yus! Crazy, you're totally crazy. For decades of knowing you, the cake you never wanted strange things gini!" nagging Reo for the umpteenth time.
"There is nothing strange, people just want to eat meatballs doang," Yusha replied.
"Well, there's nothing weird, just a weird time! You don't see it's midnight. Can't eat it postponed tomorrow!"
"Gue wants it now, Yo! I don't know why I'm a gini freak?" The man wearing the leather jacket was stroking his pointy chin. Two thick eyebrows fused together. The man was confused by his reaction.
Reo joined his two eyebrows. "Your desire, tuh, like a man cravings, can not be postponed," said Reo.
"Huh, what a weird talk you have. Where there is soan!" yusha toilet.
"Ye, really, you know. If the cravings are yes, the characteristics are like you gini, like a strange desire without knowing the time," explained Reo, the young man was not an obgyn doctor, indeed, but in the hospital he knew various doctors with his profession.
Yusha was drowning in his confusion. But the logic is not up to Reo's words.
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Sendu did not disappear adorning his old face, only this middle-aged man felt lost the figure of a princess who was always devoted. Maybe this is the high price for his futility all along. Do not consider Niar to exist, do not consider the kindness and devotion of the Bungsu who is willing to do anything for the sake of the family. Underestimated the existence of the unfortunate child. In fact, without Niar the family was too busy just to find a mouthful of rice.
"Mom, you leave first, yes," said Mr. Bejo who had been preparing to work as a building porters. He had to leave his wife unattended. There's no choice, if he doesn't work, neither of them will eat.
"Bec-yes ... Mr." Sumiati's condition is no better than before. The middle-aged woman was only able to lie on top of the bed. Without being able to go anywhere. Look outside the window that looks hot.
Sumiati's body weight is increasingly decreasing, his fat body has shrunk to live bone and skin. There is no change, it is getting worse because the usual drugs consumed can no longer be redeemed. Their lives are really in a very concerning phase.
Mother who used to be cruel for distinguishing affection, is now only in the cross section of guilt. How bad his life was without Niar. He felt lost, he felt guilty. Not only eroded disease, but more pain when eroded guilt. Maybe if his body could climb the poultice, he would try to find the whereabouts of his youngest daughter to apologize.
He missed Niar's whining when his youngest daughter was crying because she wanted to hug him. But not once did he grant. Now it is inversely proportional, he who must whine to God, in order to be reunited with his daughter to hug and say sorry.
He misses the shadow of Niar who often cleans the house. Tired but never gave up. Indeed, his sins may be unforgivable, but in the final remnant he wants to see Niar. Hugging, apologizing and saying I love you now. The shadow of Niar hugging his body and saying thank you made Sumiati sob even more poignant.
Why is it only now that he realized everything, after Niar went somewhere. Why not some time ago when his daughter was still here. When you are still expecting his affection? Is not now only regret, because it can not repeat the time. He could not prevent Niar from staying.
It's a big payoff for his injustice. It's a big payoff for his cruel treatment. When his weak body was powerless, he was only friends with the desolate. It is like an useless piece of meat.
Miris, no one's taking care of her. Nobody stroked his skin, nobody hugged him. No one cleansed his body.
'Lord, this is karma for me. This is a worthy reply for me. Like this hurts, now I know how Niar's heart was when I treated him without compassion. Forgive me, Lord. Please give me back my daughter.'
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Deg ...
Niar who was busy wiping some of his wares flinched when suddenly his hallucinations reflected on Sumiati's face. "Mother" he said softly. The woman stopped her activities and sat in a folding chair. "Why is it suddenly the same mother? Hopefully mom is okay," he said monologue himself. He got up to look for his phone and intended to call Mr. Bejo's number. However, fate. He forgot that the phone was in his closet. For almost two weeks he gave no news. She does not know if her family has learned of her divorce, or if she still thinks she is staying at Yusha's house.
Niar sat back down, clutching fingers at each other. His heart again felt worried whether he could continue to hide or should give them news. Truly, he was afraid that his intentions would falter if he contacted them. And, he did not want to be a family disgrace because he became pregnant after being divorced. Maybe if he came back it would just be a burden. Here, in this new place has found comfort, though the heart rages against longing.
He is determined to return if he has succeeded in showing his success. He will return after successfully collecting Rp.110,000,000.00 to pay his family's debt.
'O Allah, give me instructions to make a decision. And, protect your father and mother, may he be well.'