
"Don't cry nduk, Father, same Mother is okay."
Naia did not dare to look at the faces of her parents, she felt like she had failed to become a child. Naia felt unreliable.
Currently Naia is very worried about her parents, Naia always prioritizes the happiness of both parents above all else. But Naia only works in a minimarket not far from where she lives. His salary was nothing, far from enough.
To meet the needs of life, Naia is sometimes willing to replace her friend's work hours, or find another job outside work hours such as helping residents around several houses, washing rubs and others.
Tired anyway, but the money is good enough to pay the additional contract.
Naia wants if one day married, her husband can understand her condition, thankfully willing to invite both parents to live together.
Sometimes Naia misses when they are still together and live together as before. Although life is mediocre but the brothers live in harmony, sharing and the important thing is always there to bear the burden of living together.
Now everything changes once they have their own lives. Both mas and Mbanya have forgotten both parents after living well. It is true, the surrounding environment will change a person.
Naia clasped her parents' hands and said goodbye to packing their things.
Only a little furniture because they live with all the shortcomings.
Naia had just finished packing a cardboard box of instant noodles containing the clothes of her parents when the door was knocked from the outside.
Nai stomped his throbbing forehead softly, before stepping open the door.
It turns out that the person who came was a new prospective resident.
"Wait a minute, Mba, it's almost done."
Nai said kindly. Bu Laila gave them two hours, but the new occupants arrived half an hour earlier.
Many times Naia let out a long sigh. The burden of his mind eroded the cheerful face of the 20-year-old girl.
Naia left her room limply, as did her parents.
'Please give the solution and the way out, O Allah.'
"Have you finished?" ask Ms. Sari.
"Alhamdulillah is Miss." Naia fell down while showing off her neat rows of teeth, her dimples looked sunken, adding to Pak Subhan's youngest beauty.
Mr. Subhan looked at his daughter and his lips seemed to want to say something. But he did not speak and looked to be breathing.
On the contract page there is a car that contains the goods of prospective new residents.
'Where should I bring Mother and Father, O Allah.'
When Naia brought out her small items, there were neighbors who came to help.
"So you're going to move Nai?" Mba Tanti people who know Naia closely were shocked to see there was a car parked in front of Naia's contract.
"Yes mba."
"Where did you move, Nai?"Ask Mba Tanti while helping Mr. Subhan get off the steps.
Naia. "Still not knowing Mba "
"How about Nai? So you don't have a purpose yet?" Tanti is a teacher, she often uses the services of Naia to iron clothes and also some houses.
"Ojo crazy koe, if there is no purpose pity Pak Subhan and Bu Sari, this will be dark not long magrib, to the house of Mba first, tomorrow just do not find the right stay"
Naia's eyes immediately glazed over at Tanti's words, she who was just another person could not bear to see the condition of her parents, why did her three siblings even have the heart?
Tanti really brought Naia and her parents. Although Tanti's house is not large but it's her own house, not rented.
Even Tanti also bought them a meal after they finished the Maghrib prayer.
"Mba mengelesin Pak RT children first, is it okay to stay? Before nine o'clock I go home. Lock the door from the inside, bring a spare key, you take Pak Subhan and Bu Sari to watch tv while waiting for prayer isya."
There was nothing Naia could say but thanks to Tanti.
After Tanti left, Naia approached her parents who were sitting on a rattan chair in the living room.
Bu Sari looked at Naia, Mr. Subhan stroked the back of his daughter's hand.
"If you succeed. Don't forget you - Mothers like Mas, Ma'am, ya Nai. Our gini-gini who raised you with full struggle, even the Fathers died to be able to meet your needs as a child." Mr. Subhan's voice sounded raucous. His eyes glazed with hands trembling from the nelangsa.
Naia's cry broke in her parents' arms.
Naia knew that her parents were afraid that the youngest would also forget all their sacrifices and consider them a burden to be kept away. Don't they think wasting parents is a sin? Why don't they remember whose hard times were the same? After success is like a peanut forgetting its skin.
"God, Nai will not be like that Sir, you are the happiness of Nai. You're Nai's priority." Lirih Naia who increasingly tightened the embrace of her parents.
By Allah, it is better to live in poverty of noble character than rich and ungodly.
"I'm sorry if this old us is a burden to you, Nai."
Her mother's words made Naia's cries grow louder.
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Nai is used to waking up early. After Nai's morning prayers did not return to sleep, he thought for a while to reach his peace of mind.
After doing his duty, Nai, cleaning the house, cooking hot water put in a flask and watering the flowers owned by Tanti.
When she woke up, she found her house clean and tidy.
"Mba asked you to stay here not to clean up lo Nai." Tanti's voice surprised Naia who was burning garbage behind the house.
"It's okay mba, mba already want to ride us last night, maybe if there's no mba, we can sleep in the emperan."
Tanti sighed. This is a flower widow who lived dead by her husband.
He lived in this village. The house in his residence now is the legacy of her husband's parents, who have gone home much longer than her own husband.
Tanti chose to settle in this village because there is no place to go home in her hometown. Both of her parents are also dead, while Tanti is an only child.
"Nai, how about you guys stay here with me? I'm also lonely actually Nai, this house is also not taken care of in my hands, because this house is like a place to stop for me who rarely come home."
"What do you mean by Tanti?" Naia was no longer able to stem her tears, did Tanti really want to ride them?
Nai was not afraid of being a vagabond if he was alone, but there were both of his parents that Nai could not ignore. Even if Nai could willingly exchange his life for the happiness of his Father and Mother who are very old.