My fault? Or Destiny?
Chapter.19
Shouting at someone who made Mila turn her body, Mila was shocked as someone shouted at her. Mila tried to smile to see who the person who had just called her, however Mila still had to put on a friendly look.
"Is this really you Mila?" ask someone while approaching Mila.
"Yes this is my Buk, long time no see much change now huh Buk? Looking younger and more successful, how is the health of Bu Laras? Right?" asked Mila while displaying her row of teeth.
"Alhamdulilah, you who are patient, the ordeal of anyone will also find. Waduh you this makes Mother so wrong," replied Bu Laras showing off the bracelet perched in her hand.
"Mommy, if so I say yes ma'am want to rest too tired all day at home Dinda mulu has not come home from this morning," pamit Mila while pushing her wheelchair which only answered a smile and nod by Bu Laras.
As Mila was walking there was a group of Mothers who were gossiping, Mila smiled past the Mothers but the Mothers looked at Mila as if they were looking at her prey. Mila did not take a headache and continued walking until the words of the Mothers had made Mila stop her wheelchair.
"Look deh Bu pity her son Bu Marni has been deformed returned as well as her husband, even worse yes Bu her son Bu Marni to have to lose her child because she can not take care of herself. I see only dong with his condition where can still take care of his son? Unfortunately, his fate is yes, ma'am" said Ms. Zizah who can still be heard by Mila.
"When it used to be mah if here the seneng asked for forgiveness for sharing money with children, indeed the fate of someone that no one knows. Just look at me now it has not twisted right," replied Bu Bunga while showing the gold bracelet perched in his hand.
"Yes the name is also the fate of Bu no one knows what the future will be like, the wheel continues to spin is not possible the above is always above and vice versa. Just look at me first how it has changed a little bit right now, Mom," said Bu Citra showed a bracelet perched on his right and left hand.
Mila's heart was completely cut was true what the Mothers had just said, but it was appropriate that Mila felt so hurt by what the Mothers had just said. Mila's tears began to drip but Mila quickly removed, at this time Mila had to rise. Mila returned to the wheelchair leaving Mothers who were gossiping.
"Loh Nduk you just got home? Why don't you ask Nak Dinda to take you? You must be tired, right? Let's go in" said Mardi, who had just returned from the rice field.
"Yes this Mr over time chatting so this up did not want time, Father did not go home with Mother? How come I didn't see Mom's nose?" mila asked looking for Marni.
"Why? Pangolin? Your mother just got to the rice field out of nowhere, he said he did nganterin you," explained Mardi while opening the door.
"Maybe it was invited to talk to the neighbors first, good it was Nduk. You will support whatever you choose, if now we go to the market in the next village. There is selling used goods that Nduk who knows what you are looking for is there, you can do if you ride the bike sitting behind? Later let Mr. who is chauffeur, you know you must still be traumatized but how else we just have a motorbike do not have a mobi. Moreover, you can not drive a car, how do you want it?" tawar Mardi looked at Mila closely.
"May sir but you better take a shower first, I also want to be ready first pack all waiting for Mom to come home. Later Mak nyariin us again if not awaited first," explained Mila returned a smile by Mardi.
Mardi then rose up to go to the bathroom leaving Mila in the guest room, Mila decided to wait for Marni while changing her clothes. Until Mardi finished bathing and changing clothes Marni did not go home too, as a result of fear of kesorean Mila and Mardi decided to leave without waiting for Marni again. Initially the shadows when Mkla fell made Mila's life shrink but Mila ventured to fight her.
"Father later you guys buy a market snack first yes, I have long eaten a market snack. Just bring souvenirs for Mom when else we go to the market kayak gini." Mila made a sound when she arrived at a fairly large store.
"May we stop by later, I call the waiter first yes so you want to come here, later you can also ask yourself what kind of model you want," obviously Mardi while setting his motorbike so that Mila does not fall.
Mila nodded her head in agreement with the idea of her father, yes because carrying a wheelchair Mila motorbike automatically ditinghal at home and Mila had to stay on the motorbike, many people then stare back at Mila. Not a few also say hello to Mila, now Mila is really the center of attention. Mila began to prepare herself to receive gazes from those who met her, for the staff at the store would come to Mila and understand her current condition.
"Is there anything I need to help you with?" Sapa a cashier who approached Mila while carrying a note.
"Sorry yes Ma'am if I become troublesome, I am here to buy a used sewing machine if there is one. I want to buy an obras sewing machine with the same needle yes Ma'am," replied Mila while giving an image of a sewing machine on her phone.
"Both I find first yes Ma'am hopefully the stock is still there, if that's why I'll excuse you first Mbak later if there is a cashier will tell Mbak," obviously the employee while retreating from his place.
Mila hopes the sewing machine exists, if there is no Mila no longer know where to buy. This place is the only hope for Mila, Mila observes Mardi who is cool looking at a radio. Sometimes Mardi stroked the radio until finally returned to meet Mila, Mila who saw Mardi so enthusiastic to see the radio his heart immediately hurt. Because Mila had never bought Mardi any valuable items.
The father!