Mother (Lost Love)
MISSED YOU

The clock on the wall of the hospital room, as if it were going so slowly. Seconds by second felt so long and exhausting.

Bianca sat up with her eyes out the hospital window, hoping Arsen would come back to see her. And she would pass on the good news to her husband, but on the fifth day Bianca was in the hospital. Arsen no longer showed the trunk of his nose.

"Bi, tomorrow we can go home, baby!" shanum said, after returning from the doctor's room to consult about Bianca's disease.

"Yes, brother!" bianca replied briefly.

After packing up, Shanum invites Bianca to return to Mommy Sarah's house, but Bianca refuses, and insists on returning home.

With still weak steps, Bianca climbed up one by one, stairs to the top floor to her bedroom. The house was deserted, Arsen had completely left. Bianca sat on the side of the bed, her eyes running around sweeping through all the rooms. The blue bead stopped on a piece of paper that was on the nightstand. Bianca took the paper, just got rid of the cards on it. A handwriting known to Bianca as Arsenic handwriting, clean and tidy.

To my wife Bianca

As you read this letter, I may have drifted away from your life, Bi. I'm sorry, I have to leave you, not because I don't love you, but I'm afraid you'll be tormented by our marriage.

Forgive me, for I have hurt you, for making your life suffer. But deep down, I regret not being able to make you happy,

I left all these cards, because they are all yours, Bianca.

I will try to live without the shadow of the Harland Myers family. Thank you for accepting my shortcomings, Bianca. Say hello and sorry to Shanum, Harland and Mommy Sarah. I love you, Bianca.

Arsenic

Bianca pulled the paper to her chest, tears streaming down her paled cheeks. "Why do you have to go Arsen, when I start to understand you, I miss you!" hiss Bianca.

"Muucca!" call Shanum, The woman sits next to Bianca and hugs her sister-in-law tightly.

"Bianca, we're home! Brother can't leave you alone in this house, after all brother can't accompany you every day, we will both face this test, Brother won't let you get hurt again,"

Bianca just nodded. Then take care of some of his stuff. To be brought back to Mommy Sarah's house.

Meanwhile, in a small house owned by his mother Arsen, the man sat glued to an old chair, looking at pictures of himself and his mother as a child. The house was still the same as it used to be, but it was filled with dust and cobwebs hanging in every corner of the house.

The dark shadows of childhood, again flashed in his mind, his heart screaming.

"Mother, where are you now?" lamenta Arsen holds an old photo of her birth mother.

Still healthy in Arsen's memory, the mother yelled for Arsen to go away from home, after stabbing her stepfather multiple times with a kitchen knife. The depraved man was bleeding in the hands of his mother.

"NO!" arsen shouted while holding his head with both hands. It was as if Arsen was still looking at the blood strewn on the floor of the central room.

He closed his eyes for a moment, "Mother, I miss you!" arsen groaning in the middle of a slump.

An old man came to Arsen, seeing the door of the long-empty house open.

"Who are you son?" ask the old man, be careful.

Arsen looked at the source of the voice.

"Grandfather Hasan!" Arsen still remembered the old man, he was a neighbor of Arsen, who lived on the right side of his house.

"You Arsen?" tanyanya could not believe it.

"Yes cake, it's me! Grandpa knows where my mom is?" tanya Arsen approached the old man and greeted him with respect.

"You're a big boy now, son! How are you?" asked Hasan's grandfather, not directly answering Arsen's question.

"I'm fine, Cake! Grandpa knows where my mom is?" rework Arsen.

"Your mother...!" the man shed his tears of pity.

"Why with mom, Cake?" Arsen can't wait to find out.

"Grandfather want to take me there?" ask Arsen.

"All right! I hope he can recover after seeing you back, Arsen!" the grandfather's prayer.

"May Cake!" Arsen confirmed Hasan's grandfather's words.

Hasan's grandfather, took Arsen, to a government hospital, where he treated people with mental disorders. Arsen's eyes circled every corner of the hospital courtyard, wondering what her mother looked like.

Hasan's grandfather talks to a hospital attendant, then takes the two into a hospital ward. The woman sat on the bed with a shabby doll in her hand. Swinging the doll, as if to put her child to sleep.

Arsen swallowed his coarse salivary, slowly he approached, and called out to her, "Mother!"

The woman stopped swinging her doll. Staring sharply at Arsen and Mr. Hasan.

"Mother, it's me, Arsen!" Arsen hugged the woman tightly, with tears breaking.

"Arsen?"!reworked. Arsen nodded.

"I'm your son, Marissa's mother?" Arsen cried on the lap of the mother who had given birth to him. Arsen could feel the woman's hand raised slowly touching the top of Arsen's head hesitantly.

"You are my son!" ask the woman.

"Yes ma'am, I'm Arsen your son!" Arsen positioned his seat in front of the mother, trying to stare in a bead that glittered with tears.

"My son is back, .. My son is back!" marisa threw her shabby doll in any direction. The woman laughed out loud, but then cried bitterly.

"You're all right, son? I killed the man, I killed him, he won't molest you anymore" Marisa raved with a face full of anger.

"My mom is fine now, I need to be healthy and come home with me to our house" Arsen said.

"No, this does not want to go back to the house, the house is evil, the house is cursed." cried Marisa with tears still scattered her face that looked chaotic.

"Well, we're going to move out of that place, Mom, I'm going to find a house that can calm you down" Arsen said later.

The woman just looked blankly out the window. Arsen linked his fingers, tightly grasping the two weak hands.

A nurse came in to bring food and medicine to Marisa, but she refused.

"I don't need any more nuns, my son is back!"

"Thank God, Ms. Marisa.may Marisa's mother happily reunite with her son" said the nurse.

"So when can my mother go home, sister?" ask Arsen.

"Later I'll ask the doctor who handled Ms. Marisa, sir, indeed, Ms. Marisa just wants you back, all this time she just talked to the shabby doll!" said sister.

Arsen nodded, he could understand the psychiatric condition of the mother, who had lost her since Arsen was 8 years old. Surrender to the police, does not make Marisa calm. She is haunted by guilt, having to marry a violent man and pedophile like the Baron. Which makes his son must receive indecent treatment from his stepfather.

Not until 2 years in prison, Marisa was transferred to a mental hospital because of her disturbed mental state.

With the help of Hasan's grandfather, his neighbor, Marisa became a resident of the Mental Hospital until recent years.

Arsen was sitting alone, outside the room where her mother was being cared for, the woman had just fallen asleep after doctors injected sedatives.

Suddenly, his head throbbed fiercely, his alter ego coming again. Arsen groaned in pain while holding his head that felt heavy.

"Sir...Mr Arsen!" the nurse who was handling Ms. Marisa, seeing the state of Arsen's concern, quickly took Arsen to the same room with her mother, and gave a sedative injection, as first aid.

Seriate....