Nurvati
Episode 59: Mother's Sacrifice That Shaped Suffering.
And what had happened, the breath that had passed, had stopped their entire lives —five orphans— just flinching Falas there with the passage of time, while heartache and anguish, were, now entangling Sasvaty has grown ever tighter, leaving him weak helpless, though all that was sacrificed for the happy ending is unrealized, the child and mother now bear the grim reality of a heartbreaking death.
All laughter must be a shadow of memory, all the time dedicated to reality is now paid for by the tragic death of irony.
The helpless limp of Sasvaty's two legs bore the weight of life that was currently heavier, then kneeled with Sasvaty's two knees on the floor, and then fell to his knees, and then, clenching on the floor with tears of sorrow flowing down her smooth cheeks, her fists loosened with time to be delivered, letting every drop of her tears fall upon the skirt of her dress, weeping over the failure of his sacrifice, all has become an indisputable reality, society cannot accept this with sincere submission.
All togetherness and the sounds of the cheerful friends of Falas now only stored syahdu in memory. He nailed himself useless there, all the distance as the joy of adventure, which currently included the experience in the adventure of his life, into grief, did not have anything to do with his dream, indeed, but the sacrifice of every time that runs out, now even seem to blind his heart to the surrounding environment.
His friends suffered and he did not have time to help, not even having time to give them the strength of moral support. Falas did not cry out of sorrow, but his soul was wounded by this fact.
In the dim light of a firefly lamp, there were only tears in desolate agony. They are covered by the reality of time which is stupid, can not be repeated everything that has happened, pain or love has melted in the time loop, if it may be repeated, all crying, all crying, jokes and laughter will be changed for a happy ending, or at least no one should die bearing humiliation.
As the atmosphere changed, as the burial of five orphanage children, everything that had been done by five orphanage children became a problem, which formed a legal case in the laws of the Elves of the West, but thankfully the whole legal case was completed, which if Sasvaty was not honest then he would be sentenced to death, thankfully, there are still witnesses who did not make this legal case more complicated.
Sasvaty was released on parole, he had to separate the education of other orphanage children from the community, so that they could be schooled in an orphanage.
However, when all the days spur empathy in orphans, so that they remain grazed in community life, on the other hand attacks of community condemnation still occur, triggering despair must spread to Sasvaty's soul, even though everything forms the hope of happiness for all orphans.
The outcry of public opinion, or public criticism, is now beginning to take a toll on Sasvaty's mindset, leaving him on the verge of confusion.
Falas, who as the only child, was only able to submit himself to the decision of his mother, whom he often also provided moral support, so that all despair could be stopped.
Sasvaty still and always appear beaming with enthusiasm, but Falas who has learned all the experience of sad reality, sometimes want his mother can tell all the uneasiness of the burden of life on Falas, and it looks free.
The psychological side of a mother who is concentrated on Sasvaty makes it impossible to make her only child bear the burden of life so heavy. Sasvaty just wants Falas to stay focused on pursuing his dream, that's enough. So inevitably Falas had to accept his mother's fake smile as a sign of fine. Though not.
For his father who had a shortage still enjoyed his days of being a farmer, working for survival.
And at that time, all the days that passed became increasingly heavy, Falas still had time to travel but not for long. She must have come home tonight. It's just that, even though his mother seemed diligent in sacrificing body soul for the happiness of orphans, still time after time spent impressed as a sacrifice for more visible suffering.
When the new Falas returns home from his adventure, who is supposed to take a break and have dinner together. Suddenly his mother called telepathically, and even asked Falas and his father to meet him in one of the woods; the West Forest.
Falas managed to come to the place Sasvaty's mother asked, and it was with her father. A place overgrown with towering trees, accompanied by white grass that felt soft at the feet, the rest, there was a large gray stone in front of Falas.
It was there that Sasvaty's mother stood holding hands, with moonlight shining through the lush foliage of the tree, highlighting Sasvaty with dramatic effect.
Standing staring at the little family for a moment, for with the wind blowing, Sasvaty's tears fell, implying an unbearable burden. The moonlight seemed to form every tear drop Sasvaty as if glittering. The dark forest is somewhat exposed by the moonlight, the wind is quite warm, but rather creepy.
“Ibuuu ..!” phalas exclaimed that he saw something bad but he was powerless to approach his mother. Just looking up at his face with concern.
“Sit was there Falas ...hear the words of mother ...,” Sasvaty's word by frowning put on a sour face, take a serious look at the child and her husband.
Hearing him, Falas' feet and all his attention were now firmly locked on the figure of his mother who was standing on a rock.
And his father looked at his wife seemingly unfocused, his head moving to and fro as if looking for the missing, but his mouth was able to throw a question. “Why is my wife here ... what is this night and forest?”
“What ... a-what happened mom?” tanya Falas began to feel bitter and frightened, even her net did not blink, looking fixedly at her mother who was illuminated by the moonlight.
“Listen! Mothers have freed orphans in the Human realm and nurses have moved to better orphanages, now they are free from the problems of this country ...,” Sasvaty said solemnly and still shed his tears.
There was no calm smile on his mother's face, no sweet words that always covered up his problems. Everything is starting to change now. The aura, air and atmosphere here can not make a sign that Sasvaty is fine.
Falas clenched tightly to reject all the facts to be presented, his feelings were doubtful, did not know what to do, did not understand what was appropriate to do to help his mother. Sasvaty has always and always endured it himself.
This whole reality began to make Falas' nerves stiffen, his teeth bitten, his blue netra dangled reluctantly to miss a blink of his beloved mother's figure. Right, after a long time passed, after everything was taken away from reality, Sasvaty's falling tears for now, managed to give a strong signal to Falas' psyche, he said, if Sasvaty had crossed the line to bear it all alone; to suffer.
“WHY DID MOM BEAR IT HERSELF ...!?" shouted Falas, who appeared thanks to his love for his mother.