Om Pamungkas
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" speak.. Why did you treat my mother like that?" Finally standing in front of Grace who lay helpless, Ratih who was hesitant with the om repeatedly pulled her husband's arm to sit, but her husband did not pay attention to her.

" I met your friend, your childhood friend when you were still strong drunk and foya foya,

He spoke as if you were a good man and loved my mother so much?!" he said half-demanding.

He did not accept that the man who had hurt his mother half-dead was considered good.

" Mum?? your father is sick..??" whispered Ratih who sat beside Pamungkas who stood.

Finally ignoring his wife, clearly visible from the face of the ultimate how unacceptable.

It made all om and including the tantenya silent, they were all downcast, but Rapuni's hands were relentlessly stroking her brother's legs who were lying helplessly.

" You don't have a defense, do you?, Dad.. Is correct.. What can you defend, even the way you spit at me I still remember clearly..!" Sharp, exploded already.. The feeling he kept for years.

" I won't ask why you're treating me like that! I've accepted it, but I don't accept it when others say you love my mother while your attitude is more like an invader than a husband..!".

Grace was trying to get up, clearly her eyes were full and the water in the corner of her eyes had already fallen.

How not, his flesh and blood.. His only son, blasphemed him in such a way, no matter how stout he used to be, his heart would still be slashed, if he could repeat the time, perhaps the son standing before him would now embrace him lovingly.

Rusdi helped his brother sit down despite his great difficulty.

The old man coughed a few times before finally opening his mouth.

" I do love your mother." she said softly making the whole family look at her.

The eyes of the slouching sharp, not accepting.

" What did you say?" He approached but with a rude attitude.

" Mad??" Ratih is still pulling her husband, she is afraid that her hands are not awake and out of control.

" I did love your mother, son, from the beginning until now.."

" How can it be?!!" the sound of loud.

" Let her talk, please let your father talk...??" rapuni's voice interjected with tears had been poured because her sister's nelangsa was treated harshly by her own son.

" um...??" Ratih interrupts, too,

Seeing the two of them gradually retreat and let out a long sigh,

" well, talk!" the man's voice was still loud.

Ratih can only stroke the chest to see the attitude of her husband who started from childhood until now only she saw.

A normally calm and wise figure could be this rough.

" Once again I emphasize, I love your mother..

And because of his love, father to dark eyes.." Grace tries to speak in a clear voice.

" In the past, we were married and everything was fine..

until my junior came among us," again the eyes of the slumped open, he wanted to refute the words of his father, but one of them preceded him,

" Hear your father's explanation to the end, then get angry if you want to be angry,

But please don't cut it, he's talking with great difficulty.." Rusli half begged.

Seeing that she was silent, Rahmat continued, he said,

" His name is Bima, he's my little brother.. We are one unit, though,

Because Bima was close to me, she came home a lot, too,

He was also familiar with your mother, until he called your mother mbakyu..

I often told her to eat at home, because she was single, and I often asked her for help with small things,

He was quite good at managing finances and doing business, so that I who was from childhood liked to get drunk and did not have this ability was interested in doing business with him.

Maybe because your mother's cooking is good, and your mother is also a beautiful woman and calm, Bima becomes comfortable even often joking casually with your mother.

once upon a time, the beginning of all my suspicions was a message I found,

Bima's message that reads 'what if I was the one between mbakyu, kasian mbakyu tired.. I'm a bonceng yes..'.

I just came home picket, whether in the demon sedition from where angry and accused your mother of having an affair with Bima, Bima,

I think every time I left the picket they would go out and go somewhere.

From there I beat your mother,

One twice, once,

Until finally Bima heard, and the news reached the office,

Bima sued me for accusing him, he said if it was proven that he was not cheating, then he would make this problem long.

I, who was afraid of being followed by the office finally relented, but my heartache and suspicion never went out,

Until a month later I heard your mother was pregnant you son.."

Shut up, he held himself back.

" My mind is filled with prejudice, do not let your mother's body is not my son, but the son of Bima..

Since then my attitude towards your mother has changed, jealousy, suspicion, feeling of betrayal is mixed in my mind every day.

Until you were born, my mind was still not clear,

Even though everyone says you look a lot like me, I'm still angry, until I keep treating you and your mother worse.

I became an increasingly irresponsible person for not being able to control my anger, I just kept getting drunk and gambling,

Hurt your mother day by day.

My ego forced me to continue to seek revenge, even to the point of looking for another woman.." Grace stopped, her breath rose and fell exhausted, but she had to keep talking so that her only son would know what was really going on.

" Till in the end, I couldn't bear to hurt her anymore, I left you.. I thought that after I left your mother would find Bima because you were her child, I also felt free to force the woman whose heart was not there for me to continue living with me.

But it turns out I was wrong.. Years after the divorce from your mother I met Bima again on a visit,

I have returned here, and Bima who has moved to west Java finally met in one place.

I was surprised because Bima was still single even though I had left your mother for many years, why they did not unite if they loved each other I thought, because I was no longer there as a barrier to their relationship.

But Bima finally explained everything,

The beginning of it all was your mother borrowing a bike to buy my favorite cake at the market because I was going down the picket,

but Bima who already thought your mother her own brother even joked and offered help that made me dark and jealous.

Bima also swore by her parents, that never once had more feelings than a brother to your mother, let alone go out and piggyback on her, touching the tip of your mother's skin even Bima never.

Hearing me divorce from your mother for what Bima did to the point of crying she prostrated herself in front of me while swearing dozens of times, she also regretted why she made such a message that it destroyed my relationship with your mother.."

" so...?" his final voice hissed, he held himself back, his hands were already clenched.

Ratih who saw it got up, came to his feet, he clasped the clenched hand.

" So, it's all my fault." said Grace,

" It's good you admit it.." The last eye is full.

" I'm sorry son.. Because of my bad thoughts, because of my suspicions.. My stupidity..

I wasted you and your mother." said Grace with a shaken shoulder.

" So that's why you always spit on me?

You're disgusted at me for thinking I'm not your real son??" Finally resisting the rumbling of emotions that had overflowing in his chest.

Grace bowed in hearing that,

" i'm sorry son.. I'm sorry..??" with shoulders still shaking.