The Secret Wedding's
E N A M B E L A S
Ten minutes walk from the tea plantation to the location, meka has arrived.
An uninhabitable hut was plastered in plain sight. Mitha swept her gaze all over the direction.
"Let's go in, sister, mother is inside." the two boys pulled Mitha's hand together.
As soon as Mitha entered was startled by this sight, there were many second-hand items almost filling the room. This hut is only one plot, a shabby mat on the floor. It appeared that a middle-aged woman was sleeping curled up covered in a used sack.
Mitha felt her heart was sliced to see this one family, or maybe there were still many out there like them.
"uhuk, uhuk" the woman coughed while holding her chest.
"mother, this is Mitha. Mitha's sister is a good person ma'am, she just nolongin us who was caught stealing mangoes." the girl spoke.
"astaghfirullah.. So you guys stole again?" the woman called mother by the two boys said softly.
"I'm sorry ma'am, we're hungry so we stole. It's a mango for mom." The boy handed over a big mango to his mom.
"Mom won't eat the loot! uhuk uhuk." mom coughed again.
"Mom, sorry. I just ate the mango, I already paid for it, so it's not stolen." Mitha spoke up, what a pity for that woman. I don't know how long he's been hungry.
The mother looked at Mitha, a sad look highlighted to Mitha. Mitha only smiled, her heart feeling pain when stared at like that.
Mitha helped the mother to sit down to eat the mango. Mom's hand shook as she held the mango, her tears just shed. He looked at his two children who were busy eating fruit.
"hiks, I'm sorry, my dear, for letting you starve. Forgive me for not being able to make you happy."
Both of her children saw the mother crying straight over to her and hugged her. The three of them cried together, Mitha also shed tears.
"Mom, I'm sorry to know whose mother's name?"
"My name is Marwah, my daughter whose name is Rindi and who is Rendi's boy."
"Say mother's child, mother's sick?"
Ms. Marwah came back crying.
"i've been like this for almost a week, I don't know what I'm sick of. Let alone to check with the doctor, to eat only we've." Ms. Marwah replied, then she returned to shed tears.
Mitha permission to check the body temperature of Bu Marwah, he put his palm on Bu Marwah's forehead. His eyes were perfectly wide, very hot.
"It's so hot mom, let's go to the doctor!"
When Mitha was about to help Bu Marwah stand up, Bu Marwah restrained herself and cried.
"Mother, there's no money."
"Mother take it easy, later let me take care of his administration. What matters is that I'm healing soon."
Mitha assisted by Rendi and Rindi memapah Bu Marwah's body. Previously he had booked a taxi online, not forgetting he told Azzar that he still had a little business and the possibility of returning home later.
The car that took them to a hospital, a nurse came to them while pushing a wheelchair for Ms. Marwah.
"Patients have symptoms of typhoid. Did you work so hard that you didn't pay attention to your own health?" a young doctor asked after checking on Ms. Marwah.
Bu Marwah just nodded weakly, Rendi and Rindi waiting in front of the room.
"This is the prescription drug, can be redeemed at the pharmacy." The doctor handed Mitha a small piece of paper. "And I'd better take a complete break for two weeks. Do not be too forced to work mom, mother's body needs rest." added the doctor.
"Okay doc, thank you."
After that Mitha rushed to the Pharmacy section, while Bu Marwah and her children were asked to wait for the waiting seat.
After finishing his business, Mitha brought Bu Marwah and the children back to the taxi. He invited the three of them and the taxi driver to eat together.
"Enak ya A" said Rindi while bribing rice into her mouth, this time Mitha invited them to eat at a restaurant.
"Yes deck, rich people's food tastes good." Reply Rendi no less enthusiastic. While Bu Marwah occasionally madih shed tears to see the happy hue radiated from her two children.
"I'm sorry Mitha boy, so trouble you." Ms. Marwah lowered her head after saying that sentence.
"No ma'am, I don't feel bothered at all. In fact, I look at Rendi and Rindi happy like this." Mitha clasped Bu Marwah's hand tightly channeling her inner strength.
*****
After the meal together was over, they all returned to the car and the trip to go home, but before that Mitha wanted to stop by the supermarket to buy groceries as stock for a few weeks for the Bu Marwah family.
Previously, Ms. Marwah had told about her husband who left her and her children when Rindi was two months old. Ms Marwah said her husband went and remarried a woman far above her age, just because the woman is rich then he could leave the wife's children who still need the role of a husband and father.
"What do you want to buy? take what you want." Mitha said to the two boys who were holding her hand. Rendi and Rindi compactly looked up at Mitha as if asking for the truth.
In response Mitha nodded her head, then made the two boys run towards the shelf of snack shelves with a smile.
Mitha held a basket and took some basic snacks such as rice, sugar, coffee, cooking oil, instant noodles and eggs not to forget some boxes of milk for nutrition Rendi and Rindi.
After a few minutes of leaving Mitha, the two boys returned with a pack of snacks.
"Why just take one? Take a lot."
Mitha accompanied the two boys back to the snack rack, then picked up some snacks. When they are done, they go to the cashier to pay for all their groceries.
****
The cool air in the afternoon did not make Mitha moved from her seat, she sat at the edge of the pool beside the villa.
Both of his legs went into the water, while his hands were busy struggling with the camera seeing the results of his shots this morning. A smile was exposed on his father's face.
After being satisfied to see the results of his photo, he put the camera next to and switched to taking the phone. Then he took pictures of the scene in front of him using a mobile camera and made it an Instagram story.
Not long after the ringing of notifications continued to be heard, many commented on his status.
[@Irene.alf: So that's it now, if the holidays are not:/]
[@Nad_Nadya : Hiling by yourself nih yee]
[@Miranda_: Well, my house is deket sm Villa's brother. Can you stop by?]
[@user123: hey beautiful, again]
There are many more status replies from various accounts, understand Mitha is a Selebgram so many netizen comments whether it is a good comment or a bad one.
There was no intention to reply to the incoming reply, he just read it with a smile. Until the sound of the bell shocked him and managed to make his mood disappear instantly.
"Heh boy! Mending you far away the same Azzar. As long as you know yes, Azzar tuh no match lo. Where there is a white horse prince with the same ash uplift!"
Whether there was another demon who possessed Clara, suddenly the woman came and immediately sprayed a harsh sentence to Mitha.
"Lo who's setting me up? Also not eating. I want to live my life!" Reply Mitha without turning her head to the source of the voice, careless. He was lazy to argue with a snake woman like Clara.
"God! Azzar is my future husband!" It was easy for Clara to be provoked by emotions to hear Mitha's reply that seemed relaxed.
"Yes time? But now he's my husband?" Mitha stood up, she stared cynically.
"That's because of you pelakor! Small little has become an actor. That lo model girl deletin the rich just to sink her money, right? Guess what!" Clara smiled scornfully.
"Oh yeah? Keep mentioning for the model girl what is that? ******? A whore? Suck the man's husband to make the household a mess."
"Just say the word!"
Clara was furious, she raised her hand about to slap into Mitha's smooth cheek but was successfully blocked.
"Never macem a macem with me! I know all about your past. Including the reason you ninggalin Om Azzar at that time. I hold all the ace cards! So, if you dare macem macem same me, I will not hesitate to destroy your life! I forgot, your life is ruined."
"So gini taught by your parents? Ngajarin his son became an actor! Weepy! Cheap ones!"
"Shut up *****!"
"Mithaa!!"
Plaques
One slap landed smoothly on Mitha's chubby cheek, sore and hot. The corner of his lips spit out blood from the slap Azzar gave off quite loudly.
The pain from the slap was nothing compared to the pain in his heart. As much as he can withstand the water that has been pooled in his eyes so as not to just decay.
Seriate....