
Intan slowly stopped in front of a house full of memories.
This house used to witness him small to High School, where he got the upbringing and affection of his biological mother before dying and mother Marsih his mother's sister whom he already considered his mother.
He saw the old house, not much has changed.
After a long journey, a day and night he arrived in the village where his childhood.
" Excuse me. mother." he said as he knocked on the door of the house.
Long enough he stood in front of the house, until finally came out an old woman and looked at Intan.
" Search who?" tanyanya.
He looked at Intan and Dion.
His eyes could not be separated from Intan, as if he was remembering the person in front of him.
" Mommy.it's Intan ma'am" Intan said as he shed tears.
She was shocked to see the change in her mother.
10 Years ago he left his mother to go in search of good fortune in the city. The first intended city was Surabaya, but in time he finally moved to Bali to work with Mr. Anton.
Intan remembers her biological mother who died when she was still Junior High. His heart was crying seeing all this.
Her mother's younger sister who replaced her into a mother figure to her was before her now.
Marsih's mother is Intan's mother's sister who died long ago.
Intan who was very close to his aunt was so lost the figure of mother that he called the name of the mother to his mother's sister.
Marsih was happy Intan called her by her mother's name because Marsih did not have children from her marriage to Darso .
While his biological father had left him a long time ago, not knowing where now and last he knew in Sulawesi.
Intan cried to look at her mother, the mother who had been taking care of her after her birth mother died.
A sick mother and an angry mother when she became Anton's mistress.
" Mom.. remember me ma'am ?" ask in tears.
" You're Intan... Intan my son," he said while hugging Intan tightly.
" Yes ma'am, it's me, Intan" he said, hugging and crying bitterly.
" Let's go in, son, you haven't been home for a long time" said Marsih happily.
" Who is this?" marsih asked looking at Dion who was carried by Intan.
" This is Dion ma'am, my son," Intan said.
" You're married, son? It's not Anton's mistress anymore ?" marsih asked, staring at Intan.
Intan was silent crying. Marsih looked at him sharply.
" Tell Intan.. Whose child is this?" tanyakanya.
" This is Intan ma'am's son" he said softly.
" Who's the father?" ask marsih's mom firmly.
" Hmm there's ma'am" replied Intan.
" Who is Intan's father, I need to know" he said again
" Mom.don't be mad, I'm sorry ma'am.. Dion's Anton's son, ma'am," said Intan fearfully.
Yes Intan was afraid that Marsih was angry, because Anton did not like it.
" What... Anton's son ?? You still in touch with Anton?? why Intan?? I told you I don't like Anton, he's somebody's husband. Why do you always want to be with a married man. You this lakor know !! " said Marsih furiously.
" Now you came here after your husband dumped you right ?? Strange you are Intan, can-can you go home bring the children of your relationship, you have no moral Intan. I don't like that way of you! " said Marsih angry and irritated.
Intan was silent. He felt guilty for his mother.
He should please his mother when he comes home, not even make Marsih's thoughts and feelings angry.
" What have you done Intan ? Until you have a child there is no father. Want you to feed what your son is Intan. Still in your right mind is this ?" marsih said continuing to nag angrily at Intan.
" Mommy.pardon Intan. Intan wants to talk first. Mommy can Intan say something?" tanyanya.
" What do you want to talk about Intan ? Whahuh? Don't-don't you want to leave your child to the mother and you keep having fun in the city again looking for the new man's husband?" marsih asked furiously.
" No mom.. Listen to Intan first mom, give Intan a chance to talk mom," Intan cried.
Dion who was shocked immediately cried hearing Intan's voice scream.
" Good mother will listen to you, but if that's why you're just going to throw you out of here" Marsih was already very angry at Intan.
" Mommy.. I'm sick mom, I'm sick again, I don't want to take care of Dion, but I'm sick again, you don't see the changes in my body?" ask Intan.
Marsih looks at and observes Intan.
Indeed Intan's body is very thin and not maintained.
He just thought maybe Intan was tired of taking care of Dion.
" What pain are you?" marsih asked looking at him.
" I'm sick with uterine cancer mom, it's late stage. My life is not long ma'am, I was sentenced to the doctor only a few months left.
I'm confused mom... When I'm dead, who's Dion with? Anton disappeared not knowing where ma'am was, I've been looking for him but he's been swallowed by the earth.
I was supposed to leave Dion at the orphanage, but before I went to the orphanage I tried to see if mommy would take care of Dion when I was gone, but if you don't want to be forced to send Dion to the orphanage." said Intan tearfully.
Marsih who heard roaring, stroked his chest while shouting.
" You have cancer?? Oh my God, why is this happening, you have sinned against God. This is the result of your sin, your innocent child will have to bear the consequences. I really can't understand you" Marsih said in tears.
He looked at Dion, this innocent boy, who was guilty of his parents.
This little boy has to endure it all.
Marsih could not bear if Dion had to live in an orphanage.
He thought deeply, his decision must not be wrong.
If he takes Dion and takes care of him what the consequences are, it should be well thought out.
Marsih has not yet made a decision.
" It's late at night, rest first.
Tomorrow when we're all fresh we'll talk about the next step.
Now go take a shower.
I'll take care of Dion first, only after you eat and sleep" Marsih told Intan.
Intan. He followed everything Marsih said to him.
He was exhausted from earlier, only in his custody because Marsih was still talking.
" Good mom.. I'm tired, can I sleep first?" ask Intan to Marsih.
" Yes, go to bed first with Dion. Don't mind a lot first, tomorrow we will talk about. " said Marsih again.
" Yes mother thank you, I want to sleep," he said with tired eyes.
Soon enough, Intan fell asleep.
At 2am he woke up .
The pain in his stomach was unbearable. He grimaced with pain.
The melted water endured the pain.
Soon he took the medicine in his bag and drank it.
There is a slight decrease in taste compared to before taking the drug.
His eyes could no longer be closed.
He took time to pray to God for strength and healing.
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