
In the morning, I finished the shower. Nirina takes Areta down the street around the house. The child looks happy to chase the chicks who are looking for food and away from the mother.
Nirina immortalizes the moment in Vidio, she will show it to Damian if he visits the prison. He will surely be happy to see the development of his son from time to time, so rapidly, so funny.
A couple passing by on the side of the road, they held and carried their son with joy. Areta observed the scene, then a heart-wrenching sentence came out from her tiny mouth.
"Ana's father Ma'am?" Areta turned her gaze towards Nirina.
Nirina's heart immediately felt so painful, her breathing was tight and her blood seemed to stop flowing. What should Nirina do right now? How do I explain it to the boy?
Nirina's mind drifted far into the future, a time when Areta was mature and Nirina had to say honesty. Nirina is not Areta's mother, Areta's mother has died from overdosing on sleeping pills.
Just imagining it, Nirina's brain seemed to want to break. He was afraid to open his eyes because he did not want to see the bad reality.
Although not her son, Areta was everything to Nirina. He loved her very much, loved her like a real child.
"Mom,," Areta pulled Nirina's skirt because her question was never answered.
"Your father is at work, far away. Just wait yes, tomorrow also comes home," Nirina grimaced. Her eyes were glassy as it held back the crying.
***
Satisfied playing outside the house, Nirina invites Areta to come inside for breakfast. Ningsih noticed the look on Nirina's face that turned moody. Her eyes were red and wet, it was obvious that she had just cried.
"Nirina, what's wrong with you?" Ask Ningsih.
"I just remember Damian,"
"Please, he'll be out of jail soon, too,"
Nirina nodded her head. She accidentally doesn't tell her that Areta asked her father, she doesn't want her mother to feel sad.
Her night...
Sintia and Areta are engrossed in playing in front of the tv, they sing and dance together while playing Vidio children's songs on Sintia's smart phone. Vidio showed a picture of Father, Mother, and two daughters who were working together to clean the house while singing.
Areta asks "Ayah ana?"
"Ana's father?" Repeat Areta again.
"Areta's father is working in a distant place, soon to come home. Be patient" said Sintia. Areta just smiled while nodding her head.
Maybe it's time Areta met Damian, Nirina had to rethink to bring Areta to visit Damian to prison. But, prison is not a good thing for a child, Nirina was struck with worry at the moment.
"When did Damian get out of jail?" Ask Ningsih .
"One more year Ma'am" said Nirina.
"A long time. When are you planning to visit him?"
"Two more weeks maybe,"
"We take Areta there,"
"But Ma'am," protested Nirina.
"Nothing but but, we take Areta to that point."
Ningsih's decision was uncontested, inevitably Nirina had to obey Ningsih's decision. Otherwise, Ningsih would be angry at him.
"Can I come?" connect Sintia.
"Byeah" said Ningsih.
"Back we stopped by Ms. Sinta's house, yes" Pinta Nirina.
"OK," said Ningsih briefly.
Sintia and Areta return to play together, the sadness in their midst is gone when the two-year-old boy laughs.
"Darling, it's so funny you kid," Sintia pinched Areta's cheek strongly. Areta was crying because of Sintia.
Seriate...