Moonlight On The Sea's
Clara

Clara looked at her daughter who looked fine while she was living a chaotic life.

“Why not tell come to kosanku.” Jenni said insert the key to open the door.

Jenni entered without taking her mother and sat down and pulled out the contents of her bag to fill up other items.

Clara opened her heels and entered slowly looking at the small studio room with only a mattress, a cramped kitchen and a small tube TV.

With an expensive bag on her left shoulder, Clara noticed the simplicity of her daughter's life.

But Nindi's face does not look thin, her cheeks getting softer. Her straight hair was still the same length as when she left the house, but it looked rougher. His skin that was white now looks more Tan. On his face were also some pimples.

Clara herself was still standing because she did not know where to sit.

“Sitting in bed only.” Nindi.

The mattress looks small and thin, no need to discuss the color of the sheets that are worn. Nindi did not care about the face of her mother who assessed one by one the items that were in her room.

“How do you live here?” Clara stood up.

“Yes Mama saw I was still alive. My weight also increased.” He said while putting drinking water in his bag.

“I want to take a shower. What's wrong here?” He put a towel on his shoulder.

“Why not stay home?” Ask Clara.

“Mama at home there?”

Clara only replied in silence, Nindi can judge her mother also experienced heavy things lately.

“That's all you want to ask?” Nindi asked because she wanted to take a shower.

Clara herself was at a loss as to what she wanted to say, she was just standing in the same place.

“Let's go for a walk.” Clara told Nindi.

Nindi, who had left the house because the bathroom was outside her room, turned to her mother.

“I have an appointment today.” Legally.

“What appointment? Really important? Where to?”

“Check Richard.” Nindi said with a cold face and then walked to the bathroom with the toiletries in her hands.

By the time Nindi returned to her room, Clara was gone. He got ready, locked the door and went down.

“Come on.” Suddenly Clara calls from inside the car by the roadside as Nindi walks to the bus stop.

“Ah so he is just uncomfortable waiting at kosanku.” Nindi murmured in the heart.

Nindi got in the car, it should be a good thing if a mother visits her child. It's just that, since Richard was in the hospital for a few months in the cell, this was the first time Clara had come to see. Will Richard be angry?

*****

“Hei!” As Richard entered the room, one officer was escorted in handcuffs.

Before, Richard had not been allowed to enter the chamber because of his criminal imprint. He only met Nindi in the room with a barrier between the perceiver and the prisoner. This did not allow Nindi and Richard to eat together.

For a few months because Richard was being nice, Nindi kept pleading with the police officers to allow her brother in the besuk room so they could eat together. Nindi's wish was granted but Richard had to be handcuffed if he entered the besuk room without obstructions.

The look on Richard's face instantly changed from cheerful to cold, seeing that there was Clara behind Nindi. He immediately turned around wanting to return to his cell.

“Richard. I brought food, today is the new year. Can you give up just this once?” Nindi said she hoped Richard would not leave her.

Richard's dilemma, he's so happy his new year is Nindi but why Clara's coming with him. From the way Nindi was disturbed as well, it must be Clara who took the initiative wanted to come along.

He stood up long enough to make up his mind, and finally turned around and sat down in front of Nindi.

“What food?” It's like he didn't think Clara was there.

“Udah I said, if I pay I will buy good food!” Nindi smiled cheerfully.

The opening of food wrappers containing rice paddocks, looks very tempting. Nindi raised the food spot and then was raised twisting in front of Rio face like giving a offerings, and they ended up laughing.

“Enak is like.” Richard raised one eyebrow.

“Kak please bribe me. Quickly say so.” Nindi said arrogantly.

Richard raised his hand and clenched his sister's head.

“Aw! How come? Yaudah can't eat.” Nindi was annoyed, pulled the food from in front of Richard.

“Kak please bribe me.” Said Richard caving with a keenness to say it.

“Well that is!” Now Nindi feels victorious and feeds her brother.

“I bought 3.” Said Nindi to her mother who continued to stand awkwardly behind her.

“Ah no need.” Sahut Clara's.

“Tightness too oily yes. Mama must not like.” Nindi Syndic.

Clara sat down next to Nindi and took out a box of rice to eat it. Now they look like they are eating together.

Clara with her graceful and choosy way of eating. Get rid of fatty cuts and overly greasy dishes. He remained silent as long as they ate together until it was over.

“The boss?” Sindir Nindi to her brother after sitting like a glutton.

“Iya nih.” Richard is getting bossy.

“You guys look familiar and fine.” Said Clara suddenly.

Richard immediately stood up as it seemed he did not want to hear Clara's chat. From earlier he held back for appreciating Nindi and good food.

“Often payday yes my beautiful sister.” Richard said farewell.

The food today is very good. Unfortunately there was Clara who made him hurriedly want to go back into his cell.

Nindi herself could not forbid, only appeared after letting her children face everything on their own, what kind of attitude was that? Clara does not seem to want to apologize or improve their relationship. He only looked along because he might be confused to fill the empty time.

Richard should have just come in, listening to Clara only brings hurt and emotion. If Richard could not hold back his emotions, the effect he would have on the future when he wanted to be looked at might have been complicated. Or return to the room with a white barrier between them. Richard and Nindi had tried very hard to get permission to meet in a free room with a table that would fit into a dining table.

Nindi also cleaned up their food marks and waved at Richard until he passed.

Nindi without inviting or stale bases, even the words of Clara was no one to say. He walked out of the room to get out of the room.

“Nindi.” Call Clara because Nindi walks past a parked car.

“I took the bus aja.” Nindi kept stepping. He was also not ready to be spoken to by Clara. It is better to avoid before you feel sick again.

Clara feels like a stranger, even from childhood they are not so close. Maybe Clara loves her husband too much, so whatever the priority is Praman.

If Praman was abused by his children, Clara would only say “Everything you should not be. Papa gets angry.” Without asking what happened to her son.

Maybe no child grows perfectly, but when parents try to give complete love it can be called perfect.

What does a child expect other than love and the teaching of a way to live? When the child has decided to live alone, which looks healthier on its own, it is questionable if the presence of parents is a wound.

The presence of parents seems to come later, but they are the ones who exist first.

Clara chased after Nindi and grabbed her hand.

“Why don't you want to ride a car?” Clara was upset.

“Yes because I can take the bus.” Nindi Sahut.

“Why should that be? Why take the bus? Why stay in a slum?” Clara did not understand.

“Mama just said. We look fine.”

“Yes you guys look so.”

“Ya because it is so.”

“Then? Is prison or boarding better than home?”

“Mama! Do you feel useless at this time?”

Clara stared intently at Nindi's eyes because the words she had just heard were really harsh.

“That's why I want to take the bus! I don't want to talk to mama like this.”

“What's the talk with Mom? What's wrong mom and son chatting.”

Nindi stared with hurt eyes, even this. Even at this lowest moment, his mother still did not understand what was happening.

“You mean did Mama feel useless? You guys who decided to get out of the house, Richard who decided to be like this.”

“Mama! If you were a mother, you'd have guilt because I left home. Outside I look fine, Richard is in jail too. Mama know what it means?”

Clara fell silent not understanding, she hoped that Nindi would just talk without asking.

Nindi combed her hair fingers, her face now looked very upset. This conversation was in vain. He turned around wanting to leave, Clara grabbed back Nindi's hand and held her back.

“Continue. What do you want to say.”

Nindi was powerless to hold back her tears, her lips bitten to hold back any emotions that might burst right now.

“You are the problem.” His mouth in a position to his mother.

Clara did not hear clearly, she moved to be able to deal with Nindi.

“I said you were the problem of our lives! You are the ones who hurt us! Mama and Papa who have given hell to our lives!” Nindi screamed like a bomb went off and broke Clara's head.

He breathed in his surprise, that he was the case of everything that happened. Nindi ran away from her mother who was glued to her feet eating all the talk that turned out to be so.

Clara limped to get into the car, she felt unable to stand for long because her legs were not strong. In the car he covered his face and looked at all Nindi had said to him.

While Richard was in his cell staring at the incoming light from the fentilation. Light makes dust grains look like they are flying. The beginning of the year has begun, there are still many years to go through in that cell.

Seriate…