My Cry and My Happiness Are In Your Home

My Cry and My Happiness Are In Your Home
the hidden wound


"asslamulaiakum" Mary and I entered and went straight to the weakly lying assyila.


"waalaikumsalam" she answered rutu.we immediately hugged her together, and she cried so bitterly in our arms, 'ah what is this, I have never seen her cry to this extent' my mind and without me realizing it I also cried as if feeling what was felt asyila. almost twenty minutes asyila cry, cry, after she calmed down, Mary gave her a drink and I sat down beside her while stroking her back.


"Syukron Iam" assyila gave the glass that she had drunk her water to Maryam


"is syil better?" asyila just nodded answering my question


"sorry, it makes you anxious" he lowered his head, and the tears fell back, "you're in the hospital" he continued


"why? since when? ko can? mamah iren sick what syil? ko anti just said the same to us" I immediately asked a lot to ashila because I was shocked to hear his mother entered the hospital because during our holidays often the context of assyila never offended if his mother was sick, because she was sick, I turned my eyes to Maryam, and she looked at me with a glaring gaze giving me a warning to patiently listen to the story of Asyila until it is finished. "sorry" I said slowly


"what?" I said and Maryam together, we were really surprised to hear what Ashila said just now, because as far as we know her papa was so kind and friendly


"the father was angry with Ana, because he tried to find out what kind of face mamah Yeni"


"yeni Mamah?" mary and I asked again


"actually mamah iren is not my biological mother, since I was three years old papah and my mother separated.I was taken papah to Bandung and mamah brought my brother to Yogyakarta. I never know what my mama's face looks like because papa threw away all the photos that there mamah. I often ask mamah to my papah but papah always says that mama mama mama evil never love me because I have left me and papah. when I was in fourth grade, Papah was married to mamah iren, and mamah iren treated me like his own son, since then I have never asked again about my biological mother to papah because since the presence of mamah iren I seemed to see that my mother had returned. until one day I saw my mother crying in her room, I went up to her and I saw a bruise near her lips she said she fell on the side, I also believe, but it repeated until I saw for myself how the treatment of papah on mamah iren. it turns out papah often hit and torture mamah iren while I was here. I really did not think that my papah was a rude person. Since then I returned to find out who my biological mother, papah has often been angry since then. and he began to dare to show his rude nature to me and mamah iren who was always his target because it was considered not good to take care of me. until yesterday's holiday I went into the papah's room to open the files on papah's laptop hoping there is a clue about my mamah but what I found was a papah photo with many different women huuu...uuuu" assyila cried so much in front of us and it really hurt me and Mary.


"the father was angry when he found out that if I went into his room and broke into Abrik's room, he slapped and hit me many times and he went to the kitchen to get hot water. when he was about to pour it on me mamah iren hugged me and the water hit my mother's back iren until mamah iren had to be taken to RS. All because of ana, ana wrong, ana cause. huuuu...uuu..uuuuu" we immediately hugged him, hoping he felt a little comfortable because there we were here. Me and Maryam who always loved him and were always there for him.