Nandithas
WHO'S IN THE WRONG?
Nandita stared at the calm face, which was sleeping on her bed.
His hands were outstretched, tidying up the little hairs that were squeezing around Namira's cheeks and nose.
"Mmh," Namira shrieked, feeling that her sleep was disturbed. His lentic hand rubs the surface of the face that feels itchy due to Nandita's touch.
Nandita watched every move of the young girl. Mira's breathing regained order, after a moment and then moved restlessly pulling the bolster slightly away.
'so much love you dear ... At this young age, you have to face so much pressure, which shakes your soul. Stay strong yes son, onty will always accompany you, keep you so that nothing else can disturb the peace of your heart.' promised Nandita in the heart.
What Gunadh told me a few minutes ago, was really heartbreaking, made his chest tight, so it was difficult to breathe. Nandita never expected at all, Mira would experience a painful story that shook her soul.
Who is able to accept the painful impact of reality, simultaneously? Feeling betrayed, fooled, when he has so many things he gives to people who are so trusted, but in reality, he is just a clown who is used as a protective pawn.
What child's heart will not be broken? Seeing a woman who is loved and trusted, beyond yourself, can betray and play out her feelings. Especially because he defended the wrong person, it has robbed the happiness of others, namely his own Daddy, and people who have been so close to him.
"For Mira, her mommy is dead. Just as he left Safira's apartment." Gunadh said with a heavy voice. There was pain, every time he recounted the painful events that his daughter had experienced.
"That's why he intended to end his life, by sowing himself on the highway."
Nandita who heard, can only gap not believe the story Gunadh.
"Mira is depressed. Every time he remembered the incident, or someone mentioned his mommy name, he would definitely vomit violently. The disgust that was felt when he saw the incident in the apartment, back he felt." Gunadh said again.
"Sorry, what really happened in that apartment?" Sela Nandita, who was so curious.
Gunadh glanced at Nandita's face, then looked down hard to explain. Not disbelieving the figure beside him, but recounting it, was just like scraping a wound that had just dried up.
"If I can't know, it's okay, mom," said Nandita. Fear of meddling too far, which is not his business.
"It's okay. You should know everything. I don't want to cover anything else from you." Sahut Gunadh finally.
What Gunadh told me, really made Nandita lost for words. Sapphira had indeed made a very fatal mistake towards her daughter.
Mira hated him so much. The woman's actions are indeed inappropriate, and unfortunately Namira sees everything directly.
Without Nandita noticing, it had been over thirty minutes he was inside the room. He who originally intended to wake Mira, just dissolve in daydreams, sitting staring blankly at the young girl.
"Ta," calls from the front door, startling him.
"Lho, you haven't woken up Mira yet? I've been waiting for her father ...." Mother Santi approached the bed. He sees Namira still sleeping with a roll.
"Well, I'm Bun, I'm awake now." Stiff leg.
"Mira, wake up dear," he said gently, patting Namira's shoulder gently.
Slowly Mira squirmed, with her eyes still closed.
Nandita called back to him, so that Mira would immediately open her eyes.
"Mr, onty ..." Lazily Namira opened her eyes, then rose still with sleepiness.
"What time is this? How come he went home?" Complain about the girl.
Mother Santi who is still standing in the nandita room, smiled at the behavior of the Junior High.
"It's afternoon, tomorrow Mira has to go to school ... Later the weekend can be here again," he said to persuade Mira.
Suddenly Mira's face turned towards the future mother.
"City ... I don't want to go home, I want to be here onty." He whined with his eyes glazed.
"Darling ... Will you go to school tomorrow ...?"
"But ...." Mira came back crying, but this time only tears were dripping without moans, without sedu sedan.
"Why?" Mira gently rubbed the fragile girl's hair.
"Onty, promise not to go yes ... Promise never to stay with Daddy again." Mira said with a pleading look.
"Yes dear ... Won't do. Onty will always be the same Mira. But you can't be gini, you have to be strong. Can't be whiny. Remove all that excessive fear. All will be well" advised Nandita.
"But I heard, Daddy was talking about that woman. I don't want to be in touch with him anymore." Sluggishly.
Nandita and Santi's mother throw one another a glance. They both take slow breaths, try to lengthen patience, facing the chaotic Mira.
"You accompany Mira first, wait until she feels calmer. Let the mother talk to Gunadh outside." Said Santi's mother, then left her daughter's room.
Nandita did not reply, only nodding her head slightly, as a sign of agreement.
If so, who is to blame?
Namira is too whiny and excessive in responding to his feelings?
Or Gunadh who has failed to look after and protect his daughter, until psychological trauma like this, should Mira feel at this time?
It is not time to blame each other. No one wants suffering, right?
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