My Idea is Not a Imagination
Chapter 23. Mental disorder

Time still shows at 10 am.After sitting for a while at home I went to uncle's house.

"Assalamualaikum, uncle, aunty," I call no sahutan.

I called once again there was no sahutan, I poked my head into the house. " Slonely "my inner

"Waalaikum greeting, suddenly Rio who replied.

"Rio, where's aunt's uncle?" my many.

"Sister Fira, I'm working in my room again" Rio said.

" Kok tumben Bibi is still in the room," usually at this hour he is busy in the kitchen" I asked Rio.

"I want to meet auntie ya," Rio did not answer I was about to go to Aunt's room.

"Sister Fira," called Rio carefully.

I stopped the step and turned to "what's wrong?"

"Emmmmm, mother's mother is sick again" Rio said as if there were doubts.

"Sick, what's sick, yes Kaka went to aunt's room first huh?" I said as I went to aunt's room.

"Mother is mentally ill" Rio said quickly.

Instantly my steps came to a halt, I turned around, then looked at Rio sharply.

"What do you say, try to explain what's really going on,?" I said to Rio while taking him to sit down.

Rio started talking with a look down.

"Dad got into a lot of debt, then dad sold all the assets, and mom couldn't accept all that and then became mentally disturbed" Rio told a teary face.

I was flabbergasted while keeping my mouth shut. "Astaghfirullah, I'm sorry Kaka ya Rio Kaka doesn't know all this, now uncle where and Bunga how?" manyu.

"The father of odd jobs, sometimes being a farm worker, sometimes also being a porters, while sister Bunga went to leave the house somewhere there was no news" continued Rio again.

I nodded while breathing slowly.

"You're still in school?" my many.

"Still brother, my father forbade me to quit school, my father tried to finance me to go to school" Rio said.

"Thank God, keep the spirit of Rio school, who is diligent in order to get good performance, so as not to disappoint uncle." my advice to Rio while holding his hand to strengthen.

"You're going to auntie's room!" I said.

"Be careful sister, I like throwing things" Rio warned.

I smiled while nodding.

Carefully opening my aunt's room, I saw that it was a mess, dark and musty smell indicating that it was rarely opened and cleaned. I slowly called my aunt.

"Bi, aunty, it's Fira who's coming Bi," as I press the knob of the light switch.

Sapid....

Two glances of sharp eyes immediately turned their heads, eyes that were full of anger. I saw aunty sitting on a bale with her legs on a rope with a bale bed, with dreadlocks and very shabby clothes.

I walked closer, though,

"Bi don't be afraid this is Fira coming" I said gently as I walked slowly towards her.

"Fira, Fira Fira" aunty's voice seemed to remember a name.

"Ohhhh Jeng Fira who lives in the upper complex, yes pardon Jeng when we arisan again, this look at me a lot of money that jeng see my money a mountain" said Bibi Ngaco.

I cried seeing aunt. To make her calm I tried to be the one in aunt's delusion.

"Yes Bi, we're going to show up again sometime" as I ventured to get closer.

"Here and there Jeng open this rope I want to go out," he said again still calling me with Jeng.

I rubbed his head gently, I continued to talk about anything that made him comfortable and calm.

Some time we talked, suddenly the aunt cried hysterically while pulling the rope she had on her leg.

Hearing that Rio immediately ran to the room, clutching his mother's head, Mother mother this calm there is Rio.

"This is who this woman is, this is who told me to go away I don't want to see this woman" he chanted as he pointed his finger at me.

I rushed out. Circumstances began to mess up the sound of aunty's screams and swearing from inside so loud.

I stood glued outside the room with trembling legs, I fell in the guest chair, trying to ease my fear.

A few moments of silence, only the sound of sobs and then silence.

Rio exited the room, I rushed over.

I saw Rio showing the index finger to the lip sign I told him to be quiet, And Rio took me to the kitchen to talk.

"That's how Mother's condition, she can only recede and calm down if at the same time I, now Mom is asleep, because she is tired of struggling" said Rio.

"What's as bad as Auntie's situation" I told Rio.

"Sir, we do not have the cost to bring Mother treatment, all are up, stay the house we live in" Rio story while glaring.

"Who bought all Uncle's land?" I asked Rio.

"People from the city, his name is Pak Wira, that's as far as I know" Rio replied.

"People from the city, which city, how can the city people buy land in the countryside like this" I asked.

"Come sis make an investment he said," Rio replied.

"Continue to have the land cleared by now?" ask me again at Rio full of probing.

"It's still nothing" Rio replied.

Long time we talked did not feel Uncle had come home from the field.

Hearing my uncle come home, I immediately approached him.

"Uncle," called me while taking her hand to kiss her reverence.

"When are you coming home?" ask him while putting his hoe in the backyard.

"Just Uncle" I replied,

Uncle threw his body in the bale-bale while fanning his sweaty body.

"Where's your school?" ask uncle again.

"Okay Uncle, Fira has graduated and now in Shea Allah wants to go to university" I said.

"Thank God, if you succeed uncle is proud, not like Flowers," replied the uncle with a laugh.

"Please be Uncle" I said bracingly, looking at Uncle who was getting older.

"Yes, you've heard all Uncle's stories, have you met auntie?" ask Uncle.

I just nodded, not knowing what to say.

"This must be because Uncle had done a dholim to your mother first, Uncle apologized to you?" uncle said he looked sorry.

"O Uncle, we have forgiven Uncle and we have also mengikhlaskan everything, Uncle does not have to be sad, life is indeed up and down, trials come and go maybe now Uncle is being tested with God, God, to get Uncle closer to Him" I said trying to comfort Uncle.

Uncle just kept quiet while nodding, "Rubber also said, maybe all this time Uncle was too haughty and negligent, making Uncle far from God" said Uncle.

I'm speechless I'm afraid if Uncle feels like I want a teacher.

Fira prepare your meal Uncle, I said breaking the silence.

"Oh.. Is there Rio, where is he?" ask Uncle.

"There's Uncle, Auntie, I was scared when I came to see her!" I said to uncle.

Then I went to the kitchen to see what I could cook for Uncle.

It turns out there are only boiled cassava and sambal. There is no rice either.

"Astagfirullah, how hard is Uncle's life now?" I murmured in my heart.

I went straight to the stall, bought three packs of rice, and also bought rice, sugar, coffee and oil.

I still have savings from work, gifts from the Olympics and also the delivery of my mother that I always set aside.

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