Grudge from Paralyzed Husband
Chapter 10

Mama's death really took me by storm. Even up to this second, I still couldn't accept if Mama really died.

"Den, eat first ..."  Mbok Asih stood beside me with a tray in his hand.

"I'm not hungry yet, Mum." Refuse me smooth.

"But from yesterday Den Azwar has not eaten. Aden has to eat, Mbok is afraid Aden will get sick." Mbok Asih half forced.

"Mbok knows Aden is still grieving, but Aden also has to think about Aden's own health. Madam must be sad to see Den Azwar like this."

Tears slowly melt on my cheeks. For some reason, my heart aches every time I remember Mama.

"Ow ... Aden don't cry. So, I'm sad." Mbok Asih started to sob.

Put the tray he held on the table, then Mbok Asih hugged me. We both cried ... wept over the sudden departure of Mama.

The doorbell suddenly rang. Mbok Asih quickly let go of his embrace, then a gurgle walked out.

Before long, Mbok Asih returned. "Den, there's a guest."

I scrunched my forehead. A guest? Wh who? No one knows about me here but Uncle Fendi and Doctor Herman.

But there's no way that's one of them.

"Sister, it's me." The voice from the front sounded shrill.

I gestured to Mbok Asih to push my wheelchair out of the room.

"Holy ..," I said softly, as soon as I saw a girl standing in the guest room.

"Sister, can you take a minute? I have something to show you." The girl looked at me.

****

I clasped my hand tightly, as I looked at the sight before my eyes. It appears in front of there a recording of a pair of men and women were joking.

"How dare that disabled man want to imprison us. Who does she think she is?" I overheard their conversation through earphones attached to the ears.

"About Mama is rich, and then hopes to destroy us. B0d0h once they ..." Laughter they laugh.

"They don't know yet, if we're not just sneaky, but clever and ruthless." Their laughter sounded again.

"Good thing is Papa, if not, maybe we'll really end up in jail." Rahma smiled triumphantly.

"It's all because of your carelessness. If you had listened to me at that time to hire a babysitter, maybe that old woman would never have found your husband." Nandar looks poking Rahma's cheeks.

"I didn't think I'd get there. I know that the last 2 years he's been watching me, so I brought the disabled man away. Who would have thought that old woman would be able to find him." Rahma was writhing spoiled on Nandar's arm.

My chest is shaking violently. There was a rumble that filled the heart cavity. Really, this is beyond reason. How could they both be wandering around outside. Didn't the people take them to the police station?

"It's a good thing that Papa acted quickly to get rid of the old woman, otherwise we'd be completely rotted away in prison."

"Yes, honey. Now that the old woman is dead, the lackeys have also been removed. Just waiting for the time, to make the disabled man overtake his mother," Nandar laughed again.

"What!?"

I flinched, there was pain in my heart. My chest is getting claustrophobic, my anger has reached the crown. They are not human, they are demons.

"Sir ..." Sacred held my clenched hand, perhaps she knew that I was already overwhelmed by emotions. "Quiet."

"How can I possibly calm down. They've gone too far, they could've killed my mama. They're really demons." I tried to let go of Holy's hand in my arm.

"You won't understand, Holy. I lost my mother because of them. Do you have any idea how I broke, huh!?" I turned back to the Saints.

The girl was silent. Even now, the girl's face was bowed in lethargy.

"Mama I've been away for over 10 years. Mama who has been holding back longs for this only child. But with so cruel and cruel, your Papa and your Ma'am would have taken their lives!" I kept shouting, trying to vent the already stirring emotions.

I hit my chest many times. This tightness is really excruciating.

"You can tell me to hold back, because you've never felt what it's like to lose!" I stared at Saints sharply.

Slowly the girl raised her face, tears seemed to roll in both her net.

"Yell, Brother. Put out your emotions, "Sacred, almost inaudible.

The girl wiped her tears, then turned around. But my shout managed to stop his steps which had already started to swing.

"Are you just going to leave after it breaks me? Don't you want to take responsibility for your Papa and Ma'am?!" My screams screech.

"What am I responsible for?" The Holy Plan turned. The girl's eyes turned red. "I have nothing to do with them anymore."

"Maybe it's true, we're still blood-linked, because their blood runs through my body. But for real, they're no longer my Papa and Ma'am." Saints looked at me.

"Even I want to finish them off, if I can ..," said the Holy One.

"What do you mean?"

"I was also once broken like a big brother at this time. Even at a time when I haven't been able to accept it." Saints approaching. Slowly my emotions disappeared.

"12 years ago, when I was 8 years old, I lost someone very valuable in my life. And that's all, because Papa and Mbak Rahma." Saints cast a look.

"Mama, forced to work slamming bones during the night to fulfill all the glamour of Papa and her first child. Mama inevitably had to replace Papa's role to make a living, because Papa refused to support us."

"Papa always threatened to sell me, if Mama stopped working. But Mama's hard work still can't fulfill their ambition to live in a luxury style."

Saints breathe slowly, then exhale. The girl's eyes looked sad. The look on his face implied such deep sorrow.

Just this time I saw the girl looking fragile. It is very different from what has been seen so far.

"Highly, Papa and Mbak Rahma forced Mama to sell her kidney, in order to finance their glamorous lives and make fun of it. Living with one kidney, makes Mama's condition ... And finally, died ..." The saint continued to stare towards the window with a blank look.

Silent. I was swept up in the sacred story. I can feel, what kind of ruin this girl when she lost her mother, at a very young age.

Slowly, there is sympathy in the heart. So strong is this girl in front of me, who is even still able to live one roof with the people who have killed Mama.

While I am ....

"Sir ...!" the Holy Exclamation managed to bring my consciousness back.

"I understand, I understand how you feel right now.  But anger will not solve the problem." The girl sat down, aligned her height with me.

"For so long, I wanted to kill them. But they are too sneaky and slippery. If I force myself, then I will be killed first, before I can even touch them."

"I came here on purpose, to ask for your help. I want to destroy them. I want to teach those murderers a lesson." Sacred clenched one hand.

The look in our eyes met. The eyes that had been sad and filled with sadness, now turned full of anger.

"How can I help you?"

The girl's lips were tightly clenched. Not a word was thrown out. Suci answered my question with a smirk smile ....