
"You're finally home too, brother. Everyone is worried, you know? Everyone was panicking sister nyariin," Stephania nagged.
He himself was also busy looking for Copy. Even involving Dennis and his friends at school to know the news of his brother.
Without saying another word, Stephania immediately hugged the elder sister. Frightened that he had lost his brother, the only brother left behind.
"Sister, everything must be fine. Don't think too much. Me, your sister will be a nata for you later. And it'll be your legs and hands someday if it doesn't work. We may want to lose your joy, brother. Please never blame yourself. Never run away. Okay?"
Stephania hugged her sister tightly. Comfort and calm him. The only thing Copy needs right now is a support system. Not the material that is falling apart.
"We won't all let you bear it all alone. Trust Nia, sister "
Stephania said so softly, warmly and soothingly. Truly, the ambitious bontot, emotions are now getting older. Often he is more mature than the person above him.
Seeing the two daughters, Mama Sefarina did not want to stay still. He wanted to support his youngest daughter as much as he could. As strong as he can. Restore the spirit of Copy, as before.
Hasn't he been comfortable in this situation? No one would question him whether he was blind or seeing. Because his family treated him well as he should. Just as to others.
"Yes, honey. Mama, papa is always with you. We will be born together. We're here for you" said Mama Sefarina. It is owned by Papa Sande and Alister.
Long they hugged. Release all the fatigue and tightness that is in the chest. During this time Salin never experienced problems regarding his vision. He was devastated after doctors diagnosed him with retinitis pigmentosa. So far there is no cure. Cannot be cured.
****
Elsewhere, at the residence of Setu Sandoro and Sirlina's mother. The house that Salin left for them now feels lonely, gripping. There was no sound of cooking in the kitchen. There was no noise due to washing, no confessing sound in the courtyard. There are a lot of things missing in that house.
Especially when the departure of Salin and the entry of Weni in the house. The woman Setu once thought would give offspring to him. Descendants long awaited by Setu sandro and Sirlina's mother.
"Mother, give me back Salina, ma'am. I want Salina, ma'am," whined a man to complain to his mother like a child whose balloon was snatched by a playmate.
Setu Sandoro is currently sleeping with his mother's legs. Begging her mother to ask Salin to come back to her.
"Try if Salina's around, ma'am. I will not suffer this. Just try him there, this house must be crowded, ma'am. All kinds of food will be on the table. Come on, ma'am, let's go get Salina," whine Setu again, like a child. He even shook his head in the lap of the mother's feet.
"When you're hungry, ma'am. Lately no appetite."
"Eat when you are hungry! I've cooked for her."
"That chariot again, ma'am?"
Setu again whines over the mother's cooking. Too often he eats from the outside that makes the contents of his pocket drained. This is all because Sirlina's mother's cooking always works, charred and often inedible.
"I'm sorry, son. Can't cook well for you yet. I promise, I will be more active to learn to cook. So that you eat it "
"Mom, can you change your promise? I've said that a thousand times. But until now has not been realized," said Setu.
"Oh that. Why aren't you the only one cooking? Besides, if you keep buying enough of your salary?" Sirlina Judah's mother began to care about her son's attitude. Always chiding his cooking. But he has tried to do it.
"Who said cooking was just a woman's job?" ask Sirlina's mother. He seemed to forget what he said to Salin first.
" Mom .. Mum What I forgot, what I used to say to Setu when Salina was still around. Mom always provocates between me and Salina so I often get angry at Salin, ma'am. Always trying to find a loophole so I can be mad at him."
"Mother said that the woman was working on the mattress at the well and in the kitchen. Now, why did you tell Setu to cook? not mom, the only girl in the house?"
"You know, it's good we pay the housekeeper so that someone cooks and finishes the house, get everything done." Setu protested at length and gave an idea so that they would no longer eat charred dishes.
"What are you willing to pay them?"
"Yes, that's easy. We pay them according to our ability.
"Since when have you had such short-sighted thoughts? Yes, obviously there will be no one who wants to do that, especially if the salary is small, in accordance with our abilities. What is your money to pay meraa? Isn't your company bankrupt?"
"Ah the mother even talked about the company. Company again company. I'm dizzy when talking about the company. Do you understand that?"
"Yes sorry. You were the first to berate my mother's cooking. Is it better that you eat, than the cooking that has the poison?"
****
Different things happened at Mr. Aaron's residence. It looks like the room is empty. There was only the sound of a wall clock ticking. It shows the clockwork on the passing number eight and the long minute hand on the number six.
A girl was sitting on a dresser chair. I was writing something in her little book. The notebook that has always accompanied him since he was left by Ardan.
The pen danced on a sheet of paper, carving the word into stanzas.
After you left, I no longer recognized myself. My body is still intact. My heart is fine too. Still beating as usual. Worked as usual.
But I no longer feel alive. I can no longer feel what is called love.
As deep as I have for you.
The bravest thing I ever gave you
As great as I ever offered you
Maybe I can be with him other than you.
But he, never could get to that point.
Those tears fell down. Even to wet the sheet of paper that he has written. The wound that used to be gaping, until this moment he could not heal. It still feels painful even though it's not as painful as before.
"Sister Ardan, do you know that I miss you so much? Can you see me from up there?"
The tears that never stop flowing. He could not forget Ardan until now. Their meeting did not last long but quite left a deep mark on the heart of Agnesrani Anantha Pradina.