The Injured
Carving Memories

Echa's sensibility makes it take out all the contents of his heart that he had been tightly closed. Grief, sadness, pain and deep pain. Not only was Rion crying, Echa was crying too.

"How does a husband feel watching his wife indulge another man? Lie .. if he is not hurt. Lying .. if she doesn't cry. That's how I feel."

The pain that radiated all over Rion's body. The pain that brought him into ruin for the umpteenth time.

"Pretending it is exhausting and very painful. Squeeze my chest and make me almost like crazy."

Echa hugged her father's body tightly. Letting her father cry in her arms. The sobs sounded like stabs after stabs of a sharp knife that stabbed Echa's heart.

Tired of crying, his father fell asleep. Echa lays her father's body on the bed, while Arya chooses to leave. He could not hear the cries coming out of his friend's mouth.

"Echa dear Daddy." A warm kiss landed on Rion's forehead very deeply.

Echa cleaned her face in the sink of her father's bathroom. His eyes are very swollen and red. A rough breath came out of his mouth.

She immediately contacted her husband outside her father's room. He did not want to disturb his resting father.

"Why Dear."

"Busy, right?" ask Echa.

"No. Why why?"

"Get the kids, yeah. Keep bringing it to Papih's house first."

Radit heard his wife's voice hoarse, like a man who had been crying.

"What's wrong with you, honey?"

"I'm going to the coffee shop."

Hearing such an answer was certain that Echa was not doing well.

"Yes, I picked up the kids and after that I accompanied you in the coffee shop."

When she is not okay, Echa will go to a coffee shop since she was in school. Just enjoying a cup of iced coffee will make his mood back to normal.

"Sir, Echa, Dad, yes. If you ask me, I say Echa's out for a minute." Ma'am Ina nodded.

Echa drives to a coffee shop. Mochacinno ice is his favorite drink. He would rather sit in the corner staring out the window.

His father's shaken psychic condition made Echa's heart cry out in pain. Echa is inexhaustible, a man like his father can keep the mother's disgrace away for years. Living with thorns in the flesh, and that made Echa sad when her father said, "Dad doesn't want two children Daddy to experience the same thing as you and Dad. Being a broken home child is not good. Just once you've failed, you don't want to fail again."

It hurt Echa's heart to hear it. When he struggled to make his father happy, there were even people who deliberately hurt his father.

Tests.

The tears were shed again. What his father said was true. Being a broken home child is not good. Being insulted, scorned, ridiculed will definitely be accepted. The proof is Echa, he is full with the name of insults, taunts and scorn from his friends. Echa is angry at first, but Echa begins to come to terms with all of those flavors. Just accept it with chest. So a broken home is not the end of everything.

"I did not ask to be born of a broken home child. Only a fate too cruel would make me hold such a status. Is there something wrong with a broken home?"

That's what Echa said to the children who kept mocking him. Holding everything alone. Never complained to anyone. Only his two friends knew.

Making peace with the past, making peace with the situation is what Echa did. Moreover, he was met with a very good figure who was able to guide him when he was misguided. It is the man who slowly makes him a man who has a chest and closes both ears to the words of others.

A warm kiss on the tip of the head made Echa smile. Who else if not the figure of her husband who always understands her.

"What's the problem?" Echa turned to her husband, then shook her head.

Radit moved, he cupped his wife's face and wiped away the tears that had soaked his wife's white cheeks.

"Every tear that sheds, there must be a wound that opens again."

Echa hugged Radit's body very tightly. She was crying in the arms of her husband. If, like this Radit would just let it go. That is the way that all grief and grief are all expelled.

After being calm enough, Radit wiped away the tears that had already flooded the face of his beloved wife. Without Radit asking, Echa will remove all the pieces. Radit will be a loyal listener.

"Not everyone can be like you, honey. Dad is regretting his previous actions because he got the karma he deserves now" Radit said.

"You never know how hurt Mom was when Dad cheated in front of her eyes. Throw you and Mama away at that time." Echa looked at the serious nektra.

"Father was enjoying what he had planted in the past. I feel how to be a mom. Father is also atoning for sins that you have committed to your mother in this way" Radit explained.

Echa's sad face is clearly visible. Radit rubbed his wife's cheek gently.

"You don't worry, I'll make peace with my past. Forgive everything and open a new page for sure. For now, all you need is us. Never leave Dad. Be with me so he doesn't feel alone."

The smile on Radit's lips can be transmitted to Echa.

"Thank you Ay."

Radit just nodded and landed a warm kiss on the wife's forehead.

"The kids won't go to Papih's house. They delivered me directly to the house" Radit said as he sipped his coffee. Echa's eyes widened to hear it.

"Why didn't you say it?" Echa Sergah.

"Why really? There's Om Arya and also Mbak Ina."

Echa can breathe a sigh of relief, she is also unlikely to go home in a state of puffy eyes like this.

"Don't go home before your puffy eyes start to go away." Echa nodded in understanding with what Radit said.

In Rion's room, his three grandchildren were reluctant to step away from the grandfather's body. Many times the back of Aleeya's hand touched Rion's forehead. Aleena, massaging Rion's right hand and Aleesa massaging her left hand.

"Now don't get sick anymore. Dedek promise, if Uncle comes here again Dedek will not stay there," he said.

"Sa's brother will also accompany Engkong."

Aleena hugged Rion's body tightly. Proof of the love of the three grandchildren to their grandfather. A smile curvature was engraved on Arya's face. He was happy to see that Rion's three grandchildren loved him very much.

"Bhas, what kind of job?"

In a state of illness, Rion was still thinking about work.

"Beres is mah, the important thing is you're cured. Do not think about the work first," said Arya.

"Susu healthynya also do not have," said Arya.

Rion glared in annoyance at Arya, he knew the meaning of the sentence. Now, he looked at Arya sharply.

"The cave knows the cave of the widower. Do not have a source of milk that is vitamin and nourish the brain. Pleased!"

That sentence that glared at Rion's eyes and was able to make Arya laugh out loud.

"Laughter itself is like an oliang ...."

"Hush!" aleesa jolt at Aeleya.

"Can't continue, then Bubu even," continued Aleesa.

The triplets continued to accompany the grandfather until they fell asleep in Rion's room. Rion's lips curled up perfectly looking at the three grandchildren who were very sincere in love with him.

"Let's be a solace to Engkong.

Actually Arya didn't return to the office, she was waiting for Echa downstairs. He knew that not only was Rion not doing well, Echa felt the same way.

The sound of a car engine outside, Arya was very sure it was a car carried by Echa. Echa's eyes widened when she saw Arya sitting in the living room. He tried to smile at Arya. However, Arya even stretched her hand. For the whole time, Echa's cry broke.

"Thank you for loving your father so sincerely. Thank you for forgiving your father's past mistakes. Thanks" said Arya.

"Echa just can't stand to see Dad suffer. Echa didn't want to see Dad hurt any deeper. Echa wants Dad back to the way he used to be" she replied, sobbing.

Arya parsed her embrace, wiping away the tears that had soaked Echa's cheeks.

"Your father must be back again. It's just a matter of time" Arya said.

"Never cry again. Accompany your father, love him so he can rise from his fall."

Arya is like a second father to Echa. He was the one who always understood his father. Although, her mouth is venomous, but Arya is a very good person to Echa.

"Om, please take care of me when I'm at the office." Arya nodded. "Surely," he answered.

"We're trying to restore your father's condition." Echa hugged Arya's body. Echa's age is already three heads, but he does not hesitate to embrace Arya's body as a form of affection.

Slowly Echa helps her father to forget all the pain he has. The gaping wound was slowly closing as well. The heartache that filled the liver niche is now eroded as well. It takes time to do that.

This morning, Rion came to Ayanda's residence alone. Ayanda gasped when she saw Rion squirming before her.

"I'm sorry, Dek," a very soft-sounding remark.

"Sorry for what, Mom?" Ayanda starts touching Rion's shoulder and helps Rion to stand up.

"Mas has hurt you cruelly" he replied.

Ayanda smiled and gently rubbed Rion's shoulder. He saw the look in his eyes full of sincerity that Rion gave.

"I've forgotten everything, Mom. It's been going on for a long time. Undeniably, the wound is still impregnated until now."

Rion lowered his head in hearing Ayanda's words. Actually Rion had apologized to Ayanda many times, but for him still it was not enough. Now, he's doing it again.

"From that wound I found true happiness. From that wound I understand sincerity and from that wound we are even closer," said Ayanda who has grasped the Rion.

"Trust me, my wounds have healed. I'm already okay. All the memories of us have been closed and I don't want to reopen. I want to live in the present and the future. Not to remember the past."

Highlight the shady eyes Ayanda gave to Rion. A warm smile also Ayanda.

"The law of planting harvests certainly applies, but not to be lamented. We need to improve ourselves to become better human beings. I know, Mas is a good guy. I know, Mas has changed and I see now that Mas is a great father to all three of Mas's amazing children. I'm proud of you, Mom."

A clear thread just dripped in Rion's eyes to hear a speech that really cooled his heart. The good qualities that Echa has decreased from Ayanda who already has a soft heart.

"Kok now Mas crybaby anyway," Ayanda sneered while laughing. His hand took a tissue and gently wiped the tears that had fallen soaked Rion's cheeks.

"Never drown in guilt. Man is a place of error and sin. You have never had a mistake with me. By God, I've forgiven everything. I don't want to remember my grief and hurt anymore. My goal is to be happy with my children. I hope so, too."

A smile arch was etched on Rion's face. What Ayanda said is true. Moreover, he has three very cute grandchildren and very amazing children. Isn't he very lucky?

"We're old, Mom. It is time to enjoy life. We have adorable grandchildren. It's better to create wonderful memories with our three grandchildren because their time together can't be repeated."

Rion felt so grateful to be surrounded by good people. People who always support him.

After being satisfied talking, Rion returned to his home and was greeted warmly by his three grandchildren who were eating ice cream in a large cup.

"Later scolded Bubu loh," Rion.

"It's a gift from Bubu" Aleeya replied.

Rion approached his three grandchildren and opened his mouth. The triplets feed the ice cream into Rion's mouth with pleasure.

"Nake?" ask Aleesa.

Rion nodded, then got up and headed for the kitchen. Take something off the dinner table.

"Look! What's that you brought?"

Rion's voice made his three grandchildren turn their heads. They closed their eyes and looked at each other.

"What's the lot for?" ask Aleena.

Rion opened the bread and borrowed the spoon the triplets used to get ice cream. Then put it on the bread. His three grandchildren frowned at them.

"Don't you, try it."

Rion fed the ice cream bread to the triplets. Their eyes also sparkled indicating they liked it very much.

Aleeya ran towards the kitchen. Open the freezer and take the sweet condensed milk which is brown.

"Wear this better," he murmured.

They enjoyed the afternoon so much. Doing things is simple, but many laughs along with Rion's three favorite grandchildren. Moreover, the fad they did made Rion continue to be broken.

It is better to enjoy the time left, than to drown in the agonizing past. ~Rion Juanda~