Love Word
chapter 11
Feera's car, Mika's classmate leaves her still watching her. His feet just stepped when Feera's car was no longer visible. Mika is lonely again. That big house is not what it used to be when there was still a Papa. Mika walks loyo into her house. No one, as usual makes himself bad mood.
"Well...." Mika toppled her body into the chair. His hand picked up a novel lying on the table and read solemnly.
"Non..." call Mbok Inah shrill almost inaudible.
"Yes Mbok. What's up?" Mika's eyes sparkled to see the arrival of Mbom Inah. That is, he will not be lonely anymore if he is accompanied by Mbok Inah.
"Mbok has to go, Non...." Mbok Inah approached Mika.
"You're coming home, huh? But, don't be long Mbok. I need Mbok...." Mika hugged Mbok Inah tightly.
Mbok Inah stroked the top of Mika's head smoothly. Mika feels the warmth of a mother she never got again. "Mbok wants to go back to the village forever, Non. Mbok's child is often sick and cannot stay. Sorry yes, Non," explained Mbok Inah Parau.
"Mbok ... If I go on who am I here?" Mika started to get excited.
A few moments later, they were in a farewell embrace. Mika still feels in disbelief if this fast Mbok Inah will leave him forever with circumstances like this.
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Mika stepped into the kitchen to cook, as her stomach had been starving. Mbok Inah has prepared a variety of vegetables and fish so that Mika does not have trouble if you want to eat. Although, Mika is not good at cooking, but circumstances force Mika to be more independent.
Mika is confused what to cook. Then he decided to open his phone looking for food recipes that did not take long to make. Finally, Mika's choice fell on the ampella fried rice.
He sauteed the spices first. A gentle aroma, then slowly developed into a strong and stinging. Then, the ampella that had been cooked for a while was put back into the pan, but this time added a spice mixture. Mika started stirring up the ampella.
Changes in the color gradation of meat that begins to absorb the elements of herbs and spices. He put white rice in the ampella. Not there, he added more spices. Not left behind he mix sweet soy sauce and re-stir it. Then, Mika served ampella fried rice on the ceramic plate.
"Mama!" mika screams when she just put the plate on the dining table.
Mika and Mama Sekar still gasp because the two meet, unlike usual who just cross paths. Sekar had previously wanted to take a drink in the refrigerator, finally undoing his intentions and came out of the kitchen without saying anything.
Mika always felt ignored by her mother, she was moved to pursue Sekar. This time, he had to ask for a very clear explanation of his mother's indifference all along.
"Ma.." call Mika while approaching Sekar who is now sitting at the dining table.
Her mother looked at her without hearing Mika's call. But, Mika interpreted that as a signal if Sekar still allowed her to speak.
"Want to eat fried rice?" This time Mika was sitting in front of her mother.
Mama Sekar shook his head steadily. He remains focused on his activity now that is releasing a blazer that is enough to make him angry. Sekar did not heed Mika who looked sad.
"I'm the cook, Ma," said Mika spirit.
"..."
"Mama didn't listen to me, did she?"
"Mama's tired, she's going to bed!" Mama Sekar got up from her seat.
Mika's chest was currently shaking violently. His face began to heat up. "Mama!" his screams.
Mama Sekar stopped her steps and turned her head towards Mika. Her mother gave herself a chance to talk, though she would never ignore it again. Again. And again.
"Why has my mom never cared for me? Why does Mom never seem to think I'm in this house? I'm not really Mama's kid!!" Mika tried her best to have her tears dripping in front of her Mama. "It's been years Mama ignored me. The other children are always spoiled by their mother, while I? I envy them, Ma!! I need to be loved by Mama, not spoiled by material! I'm often lonely in this house...." Mika started to get excited.
Mama Sekar is still sculpting. However, his eyes still watched Mika who was now dissolved in her own rain. Her mother sighed, then passed leaving Mika.
Mika bit her lips looking at her Mama who was walking towards the room without responding to her words. His tears had already melted profusely from both of his eyelids. He took a cell phone that was in a pocket in his jumpsuit. He was looking for the number he wanted to dial. Naisha. Yes, he needs Naisha for a place to share.
The number you are going to is out of range. Try a few more moments.
"Gue needs lo, Nai.." said Mika.
Naisha never left her phone, even to the bathroom she took. She said Naisha did not want to disappoint the people who contacted her. What is the reason why Naisha did not receive her call? An hour has passed, but Mika has not been able to contact her friend.
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"So there was your friend here," said Mama Sekar without glancing at Mika who just came.
Mika doesn't understand it. He was still stunned because Mama Sekar spoke to him. Mika approached carefully where her mother was reading a magazine in the living room.
"Who, Ma?"
"Maisha."
"Ma, wait!" Mika quickly called her Mama.
"Why?"
"Mama ... still angry with me?" ask Mika lirih.
"You don't need to know." Mama Sekar turned around and passed towards his room.
"Mama wait!" Mika stepped towards her Mama.
Now they stood petrified for a few seconds dissolving in silence. Their distance was no more than one meter. Only now Mika was that close to Mama Sekar. Seen wrinkles on the face of his mother, but did not reduce the level of beauty. Mika now increasingly realized there was an indescribable sadness in the look of her eyes that were staring at her.
"I'm actually not important to Mama?" Mika's lips started to shake.
"Why do you ask that?"
He rubbed his face, then took a breath. He's fed up. Fed up with the current situation pressured her to answer Mika's question.
"Get in your room and never ask again!" mama Sekar's.
Mika held her mother's hand firmly. "Why the hell Ma? Does your mom love me no more? Don't be my enemy! I'm Mama's son ... Is there something you're hiding from me?" Mika's heart started to turn softly.
His mother rejected Mika's hand which was holding her arm. "You're not Mama's son, Mika. Not Mama's son!!"
It was like a sword piercing his body. "What did mama say?" Actually Mika was not able to ask, but somehow the question was spontaneously sliding from her mouth.
Mama Sekar did not ignore Mika's question. He took his foot out of the house and left. The roar of Sekar's car engine had moved away, so Mika did not hear it anymore.
Mika was still sculpting in place, unable to move in the slightest. His knees were squeezed, his body trembled, and cold sweat began to drench his forehead. The rain of tears had fallen since then because he could no longer contain it. Mika slumped on the cold floor. Cowering and shedding a drizzle of her tears there alone. Without anyone.
***
Naisha buried her head in a pillow. Eliminating the fatigue that he had recently felt from the preparation for his sacred day to Mika who moved away from him and felt different. What exactly happened to her best friend that she kept her distance from him?
"Nlt ... You sleeping?" Hazlinda called Naisha from behind the door.
"Just in, Bun. Not locked." Naisha made up her messy bed.
Mother Hazlinda's face was deflected from behind the door. In his hand was already carrying a tray containing chips and a glass of milk. Naisha soon rises to help her troubled mother take her.
"Mother bothering this anyway?" Naisha took over the tray that Mother Hazlinda was holding, then placed it on her bedside table.
"What's wrong with you, honey? Not out of the room. Let's eat first," said Mother softly.
"I'm not papa. Mother need not worry." Naisha sat next to Mother Hazlinda by the bedside. "Oh yes. Which father, Bun?" Naisha switched the conversation.
"Dad again at the office, honey. I think I should be overtime."
"Wash again? Why do you often overtime? Mommy doesn't fight with Daddy, does she?" search Naisha.
Mother Hazlinda smiled as she stroked her daughter's hair gently and affectionately. "You don't think macem-macem. Dad and Mommy are fine just Dad again there is a new project so a bit busy. It's all for you, honey. How is the class good?"
"Yes, Ma. Smoothly. Emm... Ma, can I not find anything?"
"What, Honey?"
"It's like...." Naisha paused for a moment, she took a breath before continuing her sentence. "I'm sure I'll someday play Mother. Does Mommy still love me?"
Mother Hazlinda's forehead shriveled at Naisha's question. He doesn't understand what that means. "Mother don't know what you mean?"
"Naisha is just afraid that one day Mother will be disappointed with me."
"Mother still does not understand, but what the hell are you doing until Mother is disappointed with you? Dengerin ya Nai, you are the child that Mother same Father loves. Thanks to you, we are not separated. No matter what you are, Mama loves you very much. You are the most beautiful gift for Mother." Hugged Naisha whose eyes began to drip a clear liquid, as well as herself who had broken tears.
I don't know, someday I'll bet on Mother...
"Don't cry gini. Eat it first, honey." Mother Hazlinda took off her embrace and wiped away Naisha's tears.
That night, Naisha can forget the worry thanks to her mother. All topics and jokes can not be separated from their conversation at that time. The clock shows at 11 p.m. Inevitably, Mother Hazlinda finally slept in her daughter's room. It was because of the request of Naisha who wanted to indulge with her Mother. Be that night no worries for Naisha. His mind feels fresh.