The Underrated Online Writer
Bright Point

Vehicle rumbles on the streets. A single mother was watching two adults and one small child playing in their yard. They look very happy even if they just kick and throw the ball. The little boy could not stop laughing.

The overcast did not deter them from playing while a single mother was watching the ball game from her balcony. Amira imagines her children playing with her father until she finally wakes up.

“Ngapain also I think men are not responsible it.” Amira shook her head.

Yes, the single mother who was watching the ball game by the family was Amira. She was relaxing on the balcony of her room while her children were still playing with her two assistants downstairs. Amira deliberately let them off because she wanted to sit by herself.

I don't know, Amira's mood today is not good even though she is not in a hitch. A glimpse of his past memories sprung up in his own time. Not felt, the clear circle began to drip soaked the white cheeks.

The glint of childhood, adolescence to the time when she married Devan made her smile and cry from the glimmers of the scary days of her life. Where he must live without relatives.

As powerful as Amira is, she too must have a time to be sad. Like this heart, her tears did not stop flowing thinking about how happy she used to be. He was happy now, but his happiness seemed to be lacking. It is not Devan's presence that makes his happiness less, but his parents who are still in mystical influence.

“Hah.” Amira breathed a heavy breath.

“Espirit Amira! You are not a weak woman. You must be strong because your children need you strong.” Amira encouraged herself and wiped away the tears that kept flowing.

The longing made him want to go home but he realized there was no place for him in the village. No matter how bad a parent is to his child, if the child still loves his parents, then he will miss him as much as Amira. She can't wait for her mother to return to her old age so she can return to the village.

Nope. Not back to stay, but back to hug her parents. He couldn't possibly leave his home and business in the city.

On the other hand, Ms. Dinda was roaring, screaming to the point of crying together in front of a kiai. Currently, he was being ruffled by a kiai in his house. Damar's wife to tears saw her mother-in-law was so tormented like that.

Mr. Kiai managed to interrogate who sent the witchcraft to Ms. Dinda. However, they would not divulge it outside. Let it be, only their families know who the bad guys sent it to Miss Dinda.

Mr. Susilo was not completely confused with the man who sent the witchcraft to his wife. In fact, that person was so good to his family that they even once ate a plate together.

“That's who the hell? Why are you so unbelieving?” devina asked her husband. He saw the expression of his father who did not believe what his wife said.

“Our family, exactly father's family.” Answer Damar.

Yes, the perpetrator who sent the witchcraft to Bu Dinda was his own family who was none other than a two-time cousin. In fact, that person was very close to their family. He also often praised the harmony of the Amira family, especially Amira married to Devan who was known very well in their neighborhood.

I don't know what makes one of the Amira family jealous of them. While Susilo was still thinking about how much his cousin would destroy the happiness of his family, suddenly Dinda vomited.

He spewed out a black liquid that was out of nowhere. Luckily, Mr. Kiai knew what was going to happen to Ms. Dinda so he prepared plastic to accommodate what Ms. Dinda took out so as not to be scattered everywhere. After vomiting, Dinda's mom fainted probably exhausted. Devina swiftly took wind oil for her mother-in-law.

Upon awakening, Ms. Dinda asked what had happened to her. He felt comfortable and light on his shoulder. All this time, he felt his back neck feel heavy. Now, he was so light as if he had just finished sleeping soundly.

“What's up?” ask Miss Dinda.

“Mother is afraid of not being able to control emotions anymore.” Said Miss Dinda.

“No, Mom. I've been treated, right Mr Kiai?” Damar turned to look at the kiai who was talking to his father.

Naming Mr. Kiai makes Damar excited. He immediately picks up his phone and contacts Amira via a Vidio cal call. She wants to show Amira's face to her mother.

Not waiting for a long time, Amira's face had already appeared before Damar. He said what his purpose was to Amira.

“Amira scared, sister. Amira doesn't want to see mad mother again.” Amira said. He could not see his mother's anger anymore.

“No, Mir. Mother has been treated. He won't be angry anymore.” Damar assured his brother.

“But, brother ...” has not had time to refuse, his mother appeared on the screen.

“Amira ..”

Miss Dinda cried to see her son. He felt guilty for his son who had long since left the house. The thing he regretted the most was the words he had been spouting at his son.

The child who had been struggling alone raised his two grandchildren.

The tears both flowed without warning. Amira cried because of her longing for her mother while her mother cried because of her deep guilt.

“Sorry mom, son.” Said Dinda full of regrets.

“No Ma'am, mother is not wrong do not apologize.” Amira.

The feeling of haru enveloped the other families of the place. Amira is in her own home while her mother is in her hometown.

Adam and Eve who happened to enter there immediately sat on the lap of his mother, “bu, mother why cry?” ask Adam. The child seemed to understand his mother.

Amira was unable to stop her crying, she hugged her two children and was shown to her mother.

“Bu, this is mother's grandson.” Amira said in tears.

Miss Dinda could not see Amira and her two children. He felt so guilty that he told Damar to talk to Amira. He told Damar to call Amira home or send her address to let them go to Amira's place.

Since Amira has not been able to leave the new store in Dikaya, she sends her home address to Damar. She was so happy to see her mother take her back. He will prepare the best for them.

Amira unceasingly expressed gratitude for the favors she had today. He will be reunited with his family.