The Poor Girl's
Awake Already

Elin calmed down a little, she straightened up the sitting position and raised her face. The priest lowered his hand from Elin's shoulder. They intend to return home.

"You're relieved, aren't you?" ask the Imam

Elin nodded, then stood up to the Imam.

"I have to go home, I've been here too long. Will they come looking for me?" said Elin

The priest nodded, then stood up and stepped closer to Elin. Priests

sticking out his hand rubbed the top of Elin's head with a smile.

"All will be well." The priest said with his hands against the top of Elin's head.

Elin nodded, The priest lowered his hand then stepped before Elin.

"Let's go home!" take the Imam when he starts his steps.

Elin followed the Imam from behind, the house of Elin and the Priest next to each other. They had known each other for a long time but today was the first day they talked a lot. An impressive first day for both.

The priest led Elin to his doorstep. He wanted to make sure the fight was still going on or it was over. Where they stood there was no sound of screams or screams like that. Elin looked at the Imam for a moment and then turned to look inside the house.

"I'm going in first." Elin looked back at the priest.

Feeling that the situation inside had calmed down, the Imam nodded. After that, he went home to Elin before Elin actually stepped into the house.

Elin went inside after the Imam stepped into his house, Elin walked slowly into the living room. Looks lonely there, does not look mother or abah. Elin entered the kitchen, in the kitchen also looked quiet. There was a feeling of anxiety in Elin's heart.

Allegedly sprung up in Elin's mind, but she dismissed the guess that came to her mind. Elin quickly searches for the whereabouts of her parents, fearing that her conjecture might occur. There was fear in his heart. Afraid that her mom and dad would do something out of bounds.

The room of her parents left that Elin had not entered after she checked the room in her house. Carefully Elin stepped slowly closer to her parents room. The closer to the room the greater the fear of Elin, the fear of something bad in there.

The door of the room seemed slightly open, Elin approached peering at the opening of the door. She was stunned to find her mother crying on the edge of the bed. The cry made no sound but cut Elin's heart.

Tears were flowing with blank gazes far ahead. Elin was filled with the current state, she walked into the room approaching mother. Elin was sitting next to her mother, there was no intention of her to make a sound.

"Your mother never changed" said the mother with her tears.

"He never changed. Every mother asks for help is never sincere, always forced." Further

"But asking for help he slashed the grass behind, he slashed out at random. He did it inevitably" continued the mother

"Mak tired Lin, I'm tired of facing your brother. It's hard to ask her for help." Lirih.

Mom came back crying. Elin did not know the way of mind mak, after that mak inflamed because of anger now suddenly crying. Elin took a deep breath and then stopped him.

With a bold voice, Elin opened her voice.

Mak didn't budge he was still crying. Not long after the crying subsided, she looked at Elin.

"That's the thing my mother told me. He didn't do what he asked." Mak

"Heart sick saw him grumbling to do that. Seeing him like that reminds me of my heartache for him in the past." Connect mak

"Every time he refutes, his heart aches to remind of the wounds he once gave in this heart. This chest hurts every mak remember that wound. This heart is hurt too often, betrayed too often.

He made mistakes repeatedly, and he apologized. Then he repeated again.

Back when you weren't around, when your brother was little your brother had a girl, he cheated. Often she does that, whenever she gets caught she apologizes.

After being apologized, he returned to acting, so continue repeatedly. Not only once did he do that. so many times he cheated on my mother's back." Racau mak with tears.

Elin was stunned to hear the words of the father about his past deeds. He connected events after events every time the commotion started all this time. He failed to digest even though he tried hard.

"Again he snapped, the wound opened again. The pain was felt again, reminding of his bad behavior in the past. Every bit of ugliness flashed, this chest rumbling stirred up the once pent-up anger." Mak returned to his voice after a moment of silence.

In the last sentence Elin began to understand. He could deduce this was a fury that exploded after quite a long time in the damper.

"Mad, that's the past. Elin doesn't think it's possible to still do that." Said Elin carefully.

"It's old mama." Elin said, "excuse me." Continue with slowly.

"You don't know how hurt this is, he's hurt me a lot." Timpal

"Even if you forgive your brother, you still cannot forget what he has done. I won't be able to forget that." Connect mom

"Mak will never forget." Mom continued after being silent for a moment.

Elin sighed, the harshness of the attitude of the mother will not be able to soften. He was silent not knowing what to say.

"You know, you've survived all this time just because of you. Mak survives for the children. Your brother was a kid then. Your brother is very close to your brother. Not wanting to be separated, that's what made you choose to take it back." Clearly the mother who managed to make Elin lift her face that had been bowed.

In this second answered already what was the question in Elin's mind. Quarrels always happen, but his parents stay together. Turns out this is the reason.

"Emak does not want to when you grow up, you blame mak if at that time mak choose to separate. Mak is against the family to defend your brother, that's for you. Now that you're grown, you understand." Obviously mak.

Elin was filled with truth. He also felt the pain of the mother at that time, terbesit a sense of regret in his heart because in his heart he always blamed the mother when the commotion occurred.

But he couldn't blame me at the moment, because it happened in the past. The past is the past, and it cannot be restored. What we have to do now is to fix ourselves. Fixing the situation, forgiving each other and making peace with the situation.

"Emak, please forgive me!" pinta Elin slowly and carefully.