Pamite
49. Missed Mother

Under the pull of the sun that feels a little burning skin. Anang flipped the chips he dried. Losing a leg and a job did not make him resigned and put his hands on the streets. Although with the condition of one leg and limited movement Anang realized still bear the education of the sister who is less than one year away will be completed.

Since the accident, Anang who still approaches the Almighty always prays in his prostration. He only asked to always be given health until his sister graduated from college. He also asked God not to be picked up before he could meet his children.

One month ago, the dizziness that Anang suffered since being left by Ayu returned often recur. The dizziness this time was more intense than before, if previously he could still endure it, not for a month ago. He fell unconscious several times which he finally took to the doctor for examination.

"I found cancer cells in my head. More precisely in the brain. It's still early stage, you can do chemotherapy to inhibit the cancer cells."

Can't say, at least that's how Anang felt. Destroyed was his life now, there was no hope of starting a new life. All life is taken by fate.

But there is still to be grateful Anang, he is still given time to repent and also pay off his promise to his mother. A promise he made a few years ago that would cover his sister's college expenses. Although he now works at home, it does not matter to him, the important thing is that he can eat.

"Good morning by noon" said Rahma in the business owner of all kinds of chips.

"Siang," Anang replied as he narrowed his eyes because the glare would scorch the sun.

"You sick, Mom? Pale in his face."

"Ah, no. Being hot so a little dizzy, ntar if you have entered already not."

Rahma nodded slowly then inched into the business house. He also wanted to meet other employees.

Rahma could be said to be suskes at a young age. At the age of twenty-five, he has become a specialist doctor and also a famous businessman. Only her love affair was less on her side.

After flipping all the chips in the sun, Anang rested by sitting himself in a long chair located on the terrace. Surrounding the streets that many people pass by. Not a big road, just a road that is not as wide, exactly like the road in his hometown.

Anang sat pensively shaking one leg. It did not feel four months he had lived on one foot, wherever he went no longer a motorbike that accompanied, but two sticks that became his lifelong friend.

While being engrossed in enjoying the breeze blowing breezy, Anang's gaze accidentally saw an old woman holding a basket. When viewed from the contents, It looks like the old woman is selling herbs.

"Mom, here!" yelled Anang waving his hand.

Immediately the woman walked towards Anang who had been made sure to buy her watch.

"Want to buy some herbs, son?" the tananya so feel near Anang.

"Yes, sit here! Beside me, what herbal medicine, the important thing is not to be bitter, yes" he asked a little.

Seeing the slightly wrinkled hands made Anang feel pity. At a young age, this woman is still struggling to find food. Where's his family?

"Mom, why are they still selling? Why not rest at home?" I don't know why Anang questioned that.

"Mom will feel healthy if mom moves a lot. Mom used to sit quietly at home, but mom's body hurts all. It's the clock." The woman gave him a glass of herbal medicine with her tired hands.

The look on the woman's face suddenly changed, the look on her eyes emitting deep joy and sadness. Not long after the corner of his eyes glazed over.

"I make Mom sad? No need to answer, Mom. Forgive me," said Anang feeling guilty.

"No. I have no one in this world. Mother's husband is dead, Mother's only child has also left Mother. Mother used to be a sinful woman, Mother's son was angry and did not want to see Mother again. I don't know where my son went. But I still wish she'd calmed down and went home to see Mom, which is why I don't go anywhere despite the storm here. I'm afraid that mom's son's coming home and he's confused looking for Mom."

Anang felt entangled with the story of this old woman. He felt his story with the child was the same as his story and his mother. Both are shunned by their own children.

Anang remembered his mother. Her heart ached if she imagined her mother would do the same as this Mother. I don't know why his mind wandered so far.

"Mother is around again, son."

"Huh? Yes, yes, Mom. Here's the money, just get the change. Good mom's jamu. From now on, stop here, ma'am. I'll be Mom's subscription. Maybe later also my other friends come to buy, it's good."

"Good, Son. I'll stop by here if I go this way. Thank you, yes. Excuse me."

Anang just nodded with a smile. Meeting the woman made Anang's eyes open again. About struggle and survival amid the onslaught of cruel life trials.

"Mom, why did I suddenly remember Mom. I miss you, Mom. I've been trying to put Mom out of my mind, but it only worked for a while and Mom's back in my mind. It turns out that I don't really hate Mom," said Anang Lirih with a bitter smile, his lips covered in a smile but his eyes were blurry with clear liquid.

"Dor!" yelling Rahma surprised Anang.

A surprised Anang instantly dropped his tears. Not wanting anyone to see him cry, he quickly wiped away his tears.

"You're crying?" Rahma looked at Anang's face.

"Just aja's lust. Want to go to work?" Anang switched the conversation so that his tears were not the topic of discussion.

"Yes, I'm leaving. I heard you talking, but once I got here there was no one but you. You're still sane, aren't you?"

"Still, lah. Do you wish you had a crazy employee? There was a haggard herbalist. I bought the watch, I talked for a while. Maybe what you heard was my chat and your herbalist's mother."

Rahma mangosteen.

"You may, what permission a day if you want to rest. I see you're a little tired, or are you thinking about something else? You miss someone?" cerca Rahma's.

"You shaman what doctor? Why do you deserve to be called a shaman rather than a doctor, you are better at reading minds and what people feel than healing people," said Anang laughed crisply.

"I'm a girl, our feelings and instincts are stronger than yours. Don't hide anything from women, you can't. The ends will be found out too. If we want to find out something, we'll figure it out to the root."

Anang so remembered the time still married with Ayu. It is true what Rahma said, hiding something from women is the same as putting a time bomb on yourself that will explode anytime and anywhere.