MARISA'S TEARS
That Meaning Again.

Without the assistance of religious leaders, the body of the mother was buried only by tomb officials and accompanied by two people from the hospital.

It's hard to uncover what I'm feeling right now, seeing my condition and my mother's house as necessary as inhumane.

There is no home to accommodate the body of the mother even though only a few hours before being buried.

Even I was the only one who accompanied this funeral attendant to bury my mother's body, the tears that accompanied my mother's departure for good.

The private driver sent by Fahar has now arrived here to pick me up, I actually want to stay here longer but Uak Jarvis begged Me to come with him back home immediately.

The limp body and the still deep sorrow of my mother's departure from my side forever.

I sat down and pensively stood on the ornamental table chair in this room, and suddenly remembered the things of my mother in the room that had not been cleaned.

Then I stepped into my late-mama's room, still at the door and my tears were already broken on my cheeks.

The photo of the two of us just still grilled on the study table made us roar even more.

"mama...."

Many times my mama called, I realized that it was useless, but at least it blew my grieving heart.

Slowly the relics of Almarhumah mama I opened one by one.

In the laptop bag, there's a blue document. The contents of the document are land certificates in the name of the mother and it is very far from this place.

Along with a savings book with a fairly large balance, then there is a birth certificate belonging to me, a marriage book of mama and ktp as well as a family card and a certificate of death of the deceased papa.

Then there was a pair of wedding rings and necklaces as well as gold earrings complete with her letters.

In the birth certificate, my name is written Anisa Dwi Armandi.

A letter written, the name Marisa is a gift from the late Mr. Putra Wijaya, his biological father was Fahar Wijaya.

The name is attached to Me, and it is not listed on the birth certificate, in this letter it does not explain why Marisa is not listed as My name.

The mother's Almarhumah relics I immediately secured and moved the documents to the backpack I used to wear to school.

Along with a set of jewelry given by Fahar to me at that time, suddenly, Mori and Bu Ani came to this room.

"sorry if you respond coolly, the young master ordered us both to burn all the relics of Asih bi."

Mori told Marisa, without refutation from Nori's mpok, Marisa went from the room after carrying the backpack.

In the room, Marisa put the backpack in the closet, then stepped into the bathroom.

After bathing and getting dressed, the laptop draws animated characters to create new comic characters.

time continues to roll and without feeling it has been half nine nights but Fahar has not yet arrived in this house.

"Marisa´s.....

come out Marisa, don't stick around in that room. out Marisa...."

it was the voice of Madame Rina, who shouted calling out My name. After saving my masterpiece, then closed the laptop and passed to meet the cruel mistress.

"what the hell is in the room, or are you a budeg huh?"

Said Lisa to me, she is the half-sister of the mas Fahar Wijaya. her nature and behavior is the same as her mother.

"where's your credit card? and the money that Mas Fahar gave you, here give it to me."

Lisa said again so rudely, but I could only shut up without flinching.

"you, you hear me? don't pretend to be a bitch."

"sorry, that credit card and money.I can't give it to you without Fahar's permission.

better permission first same mas Fahar, I don't dare to give it to you."

Lisa was about to slap but I dodged, so she fell.

"ilk Jarvis......"

Uak Jarvis immediately arrived in front of me, in a hurry.

"uakn....

please serve the great mistress and her daughter, I want to rest in the room."

"well madam, leave it to uak."

Jarvis said, then I set foot to leave those with the cruel mouth.

"basic babu, don't know yourself."

Lisa shouted that out, without turning her head, I continued walking towards the room.

Lisa had no idea that there was a flash I took from her bag when she tripped and fell while trying to slap me.

The flash was immediately secured, and after the screams of Lisa and her mama were gone, then I reached for the phone to contact Mr. Irfan who worked in the camat office.

Apparently Mr. Irfan is willing to help me to take care of the affidavit from the Camat office.

After sending the files he needed, and Mr. Irfan asked me to come tomorrow to the Camat office to sign some forms.

After the correspondence, I opened the laptop again, but there was a sound of feet stepping towards the room, and as a result the laptop I did not touch anymore.

Finally, Fahar arrived in this room with a look of tired face.

"mas take a shower, let me get you some clothes. oh yeah, will Marisa have dinner ready?"

"no need."

The answer was so short that I stepped into the bathroom with the clean towel I gave.

Mas Fahar came out of the bathroom wearing a towel on his waist, and then his nightgown I gave him.

After dressing, Fahar went to bed and I also went to bed and sat next to him.

"gold....

Marisa wants permission, tomorrow the plan is Marisa will go to the camat office to take care of the affidavit from the mother, because the money was transferred at that time on behalf of the mother.

Mama's salary has also been stored in your mama's account.

Marisa also wants to buy clothes, because my clothes have started not to fit anymore mas."

"yes, but it must be accompanied by Jarvis's son, and this is a credit card for you to use to shop for all your needs.

To handle cash, here's his debit card. his pin on this paper.

With that credit and debit card, it's up to you to buy whatever you need."

"yes mas, thank you mas. like his mas very tired, want Marisa's incandescent?

Take it easy, Marisa's massage is good said the late mama."

Mas Fahar finally wanted me to massage, with the prone position and his shirt on open and only wearing loose shorts.

Slowly I knead from the legs, then the calves and thighs, then the back.

I don't know how many minutes I massaged Fahar and it was heard the sound of snoring even though it was not too strong.

With all my might, I turned her body so that she could sleep on her back.

Finished massaging Fahar mas, then I blanketed his body and then collapsed beside him.