THE MOUNTAINEER'S STRUGGLE
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After Ayu left the parking lot. Yoga, still does. It's been two years since I saw Ayu. The woman who is still irreplaceable for him and Sisil. Still longing and hoping if destiny can still unite.

Yoga has met many people who seek sympathy by approaching Sisil, but has not been able to conquer the heart of his daughter let alone himself.

Wasn't the instinct of a child so sharp? Can know the character of a person only through the gaze and touch. Maybe the woman who came was not good for them.

Yoga no longer cares about love for itself. The taste was buried with the body of Salma, the wife, the woman who gave the beautiful daughter and died forever when the vessel gave birth to Sisil.

When seeing Ayu in white ash clothes the first time. The dead heart is alive again. I don't know why Ayu's charm has drugged her.

A simple appearance and lifestyle, but so privileged is the charge of the head. Not just a beautiful physical girl is also beautiful attitude and action.

Sisil also instantly fell in love with her. That's why Yoga wants to be with Ayu. Crochet a dream that was destroyed because the wife was not with Ayu Lestari. Honey, hope is left. Ayu already belongs to people.

Yoga drove his car to his former in-laws' house. Every day yoga left the princess there while working. Then take it after.

The car stopped at a luxurious house with a minimalist architectural style. Sisil seemed to have been waiting by holding the Teddy bear doll of his dreams. Yoga bought it this morning.

Sisil got in the car after saying goodbye to his grandmother. Happy with that big doll. I'm sorry, dear. Not yet able to give you a mother's hand. Only that big teddy bear holds you. You also never give anyone room to enter in place of your mother, except Ayu.

"Bah, I want to see Ayu's mom. Why can't you?" I asked him by looking into the eyes of Yoga.

Yoga takes a deep breath. Baffled. Why always ask that.

"Mama Ayu is far away, dear. He moved to another city. Very busy too. How can we meet him, if we don't have a full address."

Cecilia looked disappointed. Puckered her tiny lips and instantly became quiet, missing her cheerfulness.

You still call Ayu mama. He's just someone else. Hope you can accept that fact, baby. So as not to hope Ayu will come and be with us again. He is happy without us. We should be happy without it, too.

******

It was late when Judis found his father moping, sitting pensively in the living room. In the dim lights. The wrinkle on the general's face is getting stronger. Empty gazes and heavy breaths are a sign of a heavy burden squeezing in.

"Well, is papa okay? Why daydream in such a dark place?" said Judis who immediately embraced the shoulders of his father.

"Dis, papa feels lonely. Why don't you try a pregnancy program? Papa misses the sound of the cry of a child in this house. Crying child. But, why was it so long ago," the old general's voice was soft and sad.

Judis. It's sad to see his dad like that. What if I can't give her a grandchild. That sadness will surely continue to haunt her for the rest of her life.

"Please, persuade Ayu to check the health of her uterus."

"Well, what if it's not Ayu, it's because we have a hard time having children. Please do not stress if all is Ayu's fault" said Judis sadly.

Somehow women are always made as scapegoats, if couples have difficulty having offspring.

"Papa didn't mean it that way, Dis. Papa can only talk to you, because you're papa's son. I'm going to talk to Ayu. Afraid Ayu offended. Not focusing on him all. That's why papa told you to check everything, not just Ayu"

Judis was stunned, her father's words were correct. Judis is too sensitive. His father did not blame Ayu.

"Father is too good, papa doesn't want to hurt him. Never once, papa complained about his attitude and actions. He's too perfect. The beautiful bringer of heaven in our lives. Merely, humane papa wants him to give grandchildren. Heir of the great name Hadiwijaya to this house. But, papa couldn't ask directly. Hence, papa borrowed your tongue."

Om Wijaya looked at the beaten Judis.

Judis was confused as to what to say to his wife. Afraid of misspeaking and hurting Ayu. It's not hearty if Ayu gets hurt. Though Ayu had openly asked Judis polygamy to achieve the dream of holding a baby. Speak with a feeling of wound.

We'll do the test as soon as possible. Judis will do whatever comes from happy papa. Papa take it easy."

"Thank you, Son. Papa willing to lose many of your original treasures can give you the fruit of love."

Ayu felt very guilty. Feel the most helpless. It is sad to be an imperfect woman.

Walking gontai towards the room by wiping tears that are not always able to be weaved gliding at the end of the netra.

Mak Inah who accidentally passed in the family room could not withstand the pain. Lord, don't give a hard try to his master. Be very good, then give her perfect happiness.

Pain when not given the fruit of love, the wound is so gaping when seeing others chatting with their children.

The gloomy shadow of old age without the baby adds to the wound in the heart. Later if the body lies weak helpless. No child loves and loves, loves, treats, feeds when the body is getting weaker. Bathing the body when the body is unable to stand as a resident of the earth.

Chanting do'a as a lonely friend in the cemetery. Mak inah sobbing full. Luckily there is Ayu who is now so loving and treating like her own mother. It is not difficult to care for babu hina when sick. That's why the wound was slightly healed. Ayu treats like her own mother.

Mak Inah always looked up to ask Ayu not to fate like her. Joy will be present in this house.

*****

Ayu stood on the fourth floor balcony. Looking straight ahead. Only the barrier concrete walls could see it. Want to break through his sturdy. He returned to his bamboo house in the village.

I really miss my mom and dad today. I want to go home and complain of heartbreak. Crying whining like a child who bullies his friend.

Honey, Ayu never wanted to complain about her wounds and tears to the old man. Let them know only pleasure and happiness. Not a tear or tear.

The beautiful charm of nature Sumedang as if calling home. The smell of the soil, the breath of the Bayu that carries the aroma of the mountains and the gurgling water of the Cipeles river that spoils the ears.

Cigarette chicken, alarm in the morning blind. Gurgling unpretentious shower with frogs singing at night. The eagle straddles in search of prey is also greatly missed. How free to be the king of space. Without the burden of feeling.

Longs to walk among the rain, up and down the hill tirelessly and the burden of the heart. During life school it was just a fun and exciting adventure.

When living in a household it turns out this is the real world. Where to be faced with full consideration not carelessly. Not with a joke. There are many people who cannot joke around in household roles.

Not like his role as a student. Sometimes muffling and limited to wild fun. It is like living in a grasp and pleasure. No load. What to ask the parents.

Unlike now, the function of parents is only a witness and a counterweight. Time to stand on your own feet and ability. Not relying on parents.

"Why stand here, tonight.we're in, baby." Judis stood beside Ayu. Disperse wishful thinking and daydreaming.

"Ju kangen the same people in the village, Kak. Kangen wants to go home to Sumedang." Ayu replied with glaring eyes.

"Go home! Ask for do'a and the blessing of the Father with the Mother. We're going to do a fertility test of the uterus, hopefully soon we can realize our parents' hope of giving them grandchildren."

"Yes, brother. Let's do it. I don't know what the outcome is we'll face together. I hope our love will never change. We accept each other's situation, as it is if ...."

Judis silenced Ayu's mouth with his finger. Head shaking. As if knowing the direction of Ayu's speech that looked desperate.

Pulling his wife's body in his arms.

"I don't care if we can have kids or not. I will accept you as you are. Because you are my paradise, the light of my eyes. I want to be with you forever."

Ayu buried her body comfortably. If destiny unites with Yoga certainly does not have to worry about heredity. If you don't have one, there is Sisil. Then it'll be this sad.

It is different from marrying the general's only child. Giving the successor it must, or Hadi Wijaya's big name will be erased.

Everyone wants uninterrupted practice. One of them is the descendants of shaleh and shaleha. Hopefully it will be real and done. So that it gets the beauty of the heaven of the world and up to His Jannah.

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