He's Not A Bad Boy
Chapter 48 - Mother
"Boy, sorry ...."
"Darling, let's go to the room." Boy pulled Khaira's hand leaving the middle-aged woman without hearing her words.
"Sister, is she your mother?" guess Khaira after arriving in their room.
Boy did not answer, the man just chose to sit on the sofa while pinching his temple that felt a little pulsating.
"Aren't you going to see him, brother?" ask Khaira again while taking off the wedding dress that is quite heavy on her body.
Boy is still only a thousand languages. Khaira let out a lethargic breath. He suspected something painful had happened between them, so Boy chose never to tell him, and did not want to see his mother again.
"Sister, please release these pentuls, dong," pinta Khaira while sitting next to her husband.
Without making a sound, Boy did his wife's request. From the look of his eyes, Khaira knew that the husband was being confused, whether it was longing or even hate that was at home in his heart.
One by one the pentul began to be lifted, so that all the trinkets that adorn the hood of Khaira can be released perfectly.
"Hah, the leg when these pentuls were successfully revoked, the head felt light again. Aye, right?" khaira asked, turning to her husband to ask for his opinion.
"Yes, honey," replied the listless Boy.
"These pennants are sharp, just like any other kind of liver disease, whether it be hate, resentment, and envy. The more it sticks in the heart, the more weight it will bear, and the longer it is left, it can rust and damage the heart and even your body," khaira said while taking a pentul and observing it.
Boy frowned hearing the words of his wife. "It's true, too" he replied.
"I don't know what your problems were and your mother's in the past, sister. I just want to say, if those pentuls are stuck in your heart, let go! It's not easy, but I'm sure after that your heart will feel relieved."
Boy immediately turned to look at his wife and found a very soothing smile there.
"Is cheating and abandoning a child forgivable?" ask Boy. He is an adult, of course he knows the answer according to common sense. However, sometimes common sense is not in line with the heart, the heart that feels the wound, and from the heart also the hatred is lodged.
"Everyone has done a khilaf, brother. But no matter how big the mistake of the person there is certainly still good in it, one of them when he comes to apologize," Khaira said then immediately walked quickly to the bathroom, and then quickly walked to the bathroom, it felt like he could no longer bear to hold something that had been turbulent to come out of his stomach.
Boy immediately stood following Khaira out of worry. The man helped to knead Khaira's nape so gently.
"What's so uncomfortable, dear?" Boy helped Khaira walk to bed and then sat down and took a stab at his wife.
"He'um, it's uncomfortable. This is how it feels to be pregnant, but this is just the beginning. I salute the mothers who can be strong and patient through the pregnancy from the beginning to give birth, no, even after giving birth they still have to struggle breastfeeding and caring for their children," khaira.
Boy was silent to his wife's words. Is that not the reason why the Prophet commanded his people to love and respect mother, mother, and mother, then father? Struggles and responsibilities of the father are heavy, but behind it all, there is a mother who every day must endure pain, hold back anger, and even hold back the need for herself to take care of her children.
A drop of tear involuntarily fell down Boy's cheek. Remembering the mistakes that the mother made was very painful, but long before it happened, she was the happiest child, there was a caring father, and there was a loving mother.
"Darling, rest first. I'll be out for a minute." Boy kissed Khaira's forehead and immediately came out of his room.
Khaira looked at the back of the husband who had disappeared behind the door with a smile. "May happiness and blessing always be with you."
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Boy walked quickly to the place where he had met his mother. However, the middle-aged woman was already not there.
"Mother?"
Boy ran to find his mother here and there, but he could not find her. Now he runs into the room where the reception is still going on
"Mother?"
"Mother?"
Not finding what he was looking for, Boy decided to get out of his reception room to the hotel yard, his gaze combed the entire place looking for a figure who had been staring at him with teary eyes, but he ignored it.
Boy stood on the side of the road out of the hotel while giving a rough breath. Tears began to gather in his eyes. He just realized that his attitude had certainly hurt the heart of the mother.
Although in the heart there is still a debate between hate and longing, but now he realized, protracted hating will only add to the burden in his heart. Boy confirmed everything Khaira said and that's why he tried to encourage her to accept forgiveness from the mother, although the middle-aged woman was still the biological mother who had given birth to her.
"Boy, why are you here, son?"
Boy immediately turned around when he heard a voice that he was very familiar with. He immediately turned around and found the figure of the mother standing there alone.
"Mother ...." Boy walked over to the middle-aged woman.
"Boy, mom ... I'd like to apologize to you, son. I admit I was wrong, it's not appropriate for me to do that, I never expected that what I did hurt you" said the middle-aged woman with tears that began to wet her cheeks.
Boy fluttered in his place, somehow his tongue immediately felt faint, wanting to say a single word now felt so difficult.
"You knew? For a few years this mother has always been haunted by guilt, as long as the mother is not able to share affection to your stepbrother, the mother is more silent because she always remembers you, she said, I'd love to see you again, but I'm too embarrassed to do it. Now that I've tried to throw away that shame, I'm ready to accept any consequences from you, including if you're going to kick me out, I'm ready to accept that, but at least I beg you, forgive me."
The middle-aged woman is now bowed in her tears, making Boy's heart full. Slowly the man stepped until he was right in front of his mother.
"Don't leave me again, ma'am."
The middle-aged woman lifted her face and looked at the son who was now coming to shed tears.
"Do you forgive mom?" One small nod from Boy made the middle-aged woman smile in her day and immediately embraced her son lovingly and longingly.
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Elsewhere, Silvi is saying goodbye to Salma and Herman who are now better. The woman had already made up her mind to work elsewhere so that she could forget her love for Boy.
"Sister, I say thank you, thank you for always helping me and advising me, I owe you a lot. From now on I will learn to forget all about Boy, I will stay away from him so that there is no more disturbing their household," Silvi said while in front of Ali.
"You don't need to owe because mutual help is an obligation, may you find happiness in your new place, and may one day we meet again."
Ali cupped both hands in front of her chest and smiled for a moment at Silvi.
"Wait, I want you to keep this." Ali took out his handkerchief from his pocket and gave Silvi's pepper.
"Why did Ali give me this?" ask Silvi wonder.
"Keep it first, someday if God brings us back together, you can give it back to me" replied Ali.
Silvi just nodded then went to a car where her mother had been waiting. Moments later, the car drove away from Ali's residence and his parents.
Salma and Herman now turned to look at the son who was still staring at Silvi's car that had moved away.
"Ekhem, Ali, I want you to get married if you find a woman who has filled your heart again" Herman said.
"No, Dad. Pray for Ali to find him soon" Ali replied.
"Then what is Silvi?" ask Herman.
"He, he was just Ali's friend in the cabin yesterday" Ali replied.
"Aren't you interested in him? If it's not possible you will give your legendary handkerchief so easily" said Salma, making the man only scratch his head that does not itch.
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