The Ball Behind the Love of the Court
103. Bamilitan Outside the City

Turns out she was my real mother, she dressed up very fancy and didn't even look like my old mother. Her clothes from top to bottom really look very expensive.

"Key this is mommy son, I miss you so much" it's easy for me to talk about longing. Yesterday I begged for her hug but she threw it away. Now he's coming without my will.

I kept paying attention to my mother and kept staring in a daze looking for angkot. But still no angkot passed. My heart aches when I remember that time. I was like a madman begging for love and longing, but he ignored it by calling him a stranger.

"Key, I've been wanting to see you for a long time" she said again.I kept holding back but this time I'll talk to her.

"But I do not miss, because my longing is broken by wasted love" I said while avoiding mother.

I thought mom was going to leave but it turned out that mom was coming back to me.

"Key, sorry for your mistake. I didn't want to do that but I forced Key" his face stared with regret but I didn't care.

"If I may choose, I will choose not to be born into the world" I was upset by some of the students and people at this stop.

Not long after that, the Angkot came and. I climbed. In the Angkot they say I am a child of disobedience, I am a child who does not want to be lucky and some even criticize me for ignoring the real heaven in the world.

"The boy didn't know manners, how could he behave like that to his own mother"

"Yes right, he was born with just a cough and came out what? though giving birth to him bet his life" I'm just pretending to be deaf in this angkot.

Everyone can only argue without knowing what life journey I have traveled. And what mistake you made me. If they had known, I'd be sure they would have done the same disappointment as me.

Along the way, they made fun of me. I just kept my ears shut and my heart shut as much as possible so that nothing I could hear from their mouths.

Arriving at the stop, I met Riki to relieve the sadness. And also say goodbye to going out of town tomorrow, for 2 weeks. There I endured the tears and disappointment of remembering my mother. But I have to talk like I'm okay.

"Meaning I don't see you going to school dong key" asked Riki with a sad look. Because usually I always talk to Riki either going to school or after school.

Sometimes I teach him a lesson. Because I don't want Riki to be illiterate in the future. I tried to give the lessons I got in school even though I wasn't very smart. At least Riki could feel the school with me.

"Calm down, I'll just be a minute. And I'll definitely be back"

"Yes the key, but I'm lonely" how not to be lonely, lately I rarely meet him on Sundays because of the busyness I do. Be busy with the ball or other business.

"There's still Mr. Abi, and you don't have to be sad I'll definitely be back. And I will buy souvenirs for you and your family Ki" I tried to comfort him by talking souvenirs to Riki whose face began to moody.

"I don't need souvenirs, I just need you to go home with the Key champion" said Riki while smiling at the fiber of giving the spirit of Easter. I thought she'd be moody to me turns out Riki was encouraging.

"Yes, just pray I come home with a champion. I promise to buy you a meal with Mr. Abi. As usual when I get a bonus" I said enthusiastically when I saw Riki's smile back.

Then I took a break home to him. While Mr. Abi this time he did not keep the stall because he was not feeling well. And the one guarding the stall today is one of his confidants but even that was only kept for a while. Then he will go home, and so will Riki.

"Assalamualaikum, ma'am" I approached the mother at the stall turned out that mother and father had gone home. So I stopped by mom's house, all of you, to ask for permission to leave tomorrow.

"Waalaikumsalam, you're home" mother greeted me with a smile.

"Mom" I immediately hugged my mother with a bitter taste. I need warmth now.

"Why are you crying?" My tears can't stay up for too long. Eventually, the fall also drenched the cheeks.

"Key's leaving tomorrow out of town. Mother is equally good father here yes" said I who continue to cry.

It's hard to leave this family, because I'm out of town for the first time to play ball. That is also the distance of the city that I will stop quite far.

"You don't have to think about my mom and dad, we're gonna be fine here. You have to take care of your health there. If you can eat a lot, do not get sick. And must the spirit of bringing the title home" beautiful advice entered my ears.

Every time I wanted to compete, I must have slipped a message in her warm embrace. Never forget to remind me to take care of my health wherever and whenever.

"Yes ma'am, Key will always listen to the message from mom" I said and hugged her back.

This job was supposed to be done by my real mother. But he was unable to do so until this task was done by someone else who clearly had no blood relation to me but had the affection of his own son.

"Mom, is Key wrong to hate the mother of key's birth" I ventured to ask mother. I was no longer able to withstand the weight of taste in my chest.

"You mean?" Ask the mother who doesn't understand what I mean.

We both sat on the sofa. My hands still embrace and wrestle spoiled to mother. There were no Yeni and Nike mbak so I was free to ask mother for affection.

I tried to explain the behavior of my real mother who dumped her own child in a huge shopping mall. Not even willing to accept me well and regard me as someone else.

Then I also told him about the incident after school. My real mother came to talk to me. But the tightness in my chest revealed a sense of disappointment that made my mouth say "it's better I'm not born into the world"

"You can't do that, she's still your real mother" mother advised as she gently stroked my hair.

"But I wasn't honest with Key, I once said that key's biological mother didn't want to meet him for fear that her new husband would scold her. Isn't that so, Mom?" Mom was immediately silent to my next question.

"Where do you know?" Ask mommy when I find out about it all. I explained that that night I overheard my mother talking to my father about it. I knew it was painful, but I chose silence so that I wouldn't feel guilty for hiding the truth to me.

I also know everything, even knowing when my mother met my real mother when she put down the pocket money that was usually sent every month through a white envelope and a letter.

"My mom didn't talk when my real mom came here" I was silent to hear all these statements.

I know everything but I'd rather be quiet. Because I think if my real mother loved me, then she would be willing not to marry to take care of her child.

But the most painful thing is, she's having fun with the luxury of being with her man and son. I was thrown into darkness every night.

Fortunately there is a family of faithful mothers who love me without favoritism. Giving genuine affection when I thought my life had been ruined without the affection of a mother. But Bu Yanti came as a hero that I considered my own paradise.

"I'm sorry, son, I'm not being honest about it" she cried because she lied to me.

"No ma'am, Key was never angry with mom. Key was grateful to have known the harsh reality. And key promises will change the bitterness that becomes sweet in the future" I said.

My hands were busy wiping my mother's tears for not wanting to see her cry. Moreover, every drop from his eyes, was a pain that I used to feel as well. So I don't want you to cry about a mistake she didn't make.

I hugged my mother back tightly. Saying does not want to let go of the existing affection. Not even willing to share with others the affection I felt with genuine warmth to this day.

"Why are you crying key? " Yeni's ignorant brother suddenly came and was followed by Nike's brother who was behind him.

"Gapapa, key just want to pay because tomorrow it's out of town"

"Huh? How long"

"Today key told me, ahh mbak Yeni and mbak Nike must not listen" I said with annoyance.

Even though I had told him that I would go out of town to play a ball game for approximately 2 weeks. And now they both ask again, surely yesterday did not hear my great-grandson.

"Here you are, Key wants to finish the shirt first" I said up from my seat.

"Mom's been tidying up all your clothes and gear for the next 2 weeks, son" I stopped my steps after hearing mom's statement.

I looked back at my mother with a probing look. And mom assured me that everything was ready and I was leaving tomorrow morning. Said my father's mother who would take me to the club.

"Mother, thank you very much" I hugged my mother back and was happy. You know what I need and what I want. I will work hard again to become a great player who can make mom and dad happy.

"Don't just go to mom, we also go to work. Yes not mbak"

"Yes Yen" It turns out that they both disappeared from the house for buying things I needed such as medicines and preparing everything in my house.

"Yes mbak, thank you very much" I immediately hugged the two of them tightly. I am grateful to have such kind and caring brothers as they are, even though they are often nosy.

"There's nothing else I'm using, and there's no more fighting my friend for 2 weeks" Yeni said, letting go of my arms.

His eyes were sad and his lips were a little bitter. Grain of water began to fall from his innocent eyes. I was also overwhelmed by the kindness they both did.

"Yes key, I feel the same way. This house must be quiet, no more noise. No more spoiled to mother" continued merka Nike while blowing her breath violently.

I know their sadness is not without purpose. Their grief has its basis in the name of longing. I'm so grateful that they both felt the loss of my departure out of town. Means that Yeni and Nike already love me very much.

"Please, key will contact all of you" said my father, who was greeted with a warm embrace. Then I saw the father standing in the middle of the street room. His eyes looked at me proudly, but his lips never said anything.

I approached him, a very meaningful gaze of the father. His eyes seemed to say that I was the best hope to bring a kemengan to make a pride for mother and father.

Both father and mother have succeeded in making them happy, namely mbak Yeni and mbak Nike. While I am still not happy for both of them.

"Sir, key wants to leave tomorrow" I told you. His eyes were staring proudly, his lips were smiling small at me.

"Let go, son, reach your dreams as high as possible. Later you will be a great child" said the father who held back tears.

Her hands trembled gently stroking my hair. I returned it with a hug of father's affection. Is this the role of a father who will be silent in a thousand languages but in his heart holds a deep affection.

"Thank you sir, for loving Key with all your heart like a father"

"You are a gift sent by God, and our duty as parents is to protect their children" he said. His love is so great.

My father is the best man in the world. Never said much about life, affection or everything to me and his two children. But one-word speech is able to tell all the things that are kept tight in his tender soul.

"Well come in, you've got to sleep here tonight" she dragged my hand and so did Nike. They didn't let me go to sleep in my house. It's just that I'm given the chance to pick up the things I'm going to bring tomorrow.