THREE MEN AND THEIR PAST
Old Man Three Women
"Well, what else is going on here?" ask a woman to a man sitting alone in a room. The man who was pensive was quite surprised by the voice that suddenly echoed in the room that did not belong to him. The man was smiling, but his smile was very responsible and his gaze was like harboring a lot of sadness.
"What about Arimbi, Mom, now?" instead of answering, the man instead threw a question at the woman who was currently stepping closer towards him. The man even stared at a photo of a woman wearing a toga. A photo of the girl from the man and woman who have disappeared from their lives over the past few years.
The woman sighed long and heavy. Hands that began to wrinkle moving, outstretched take over the photo of his son who was held by the husband.The eyes of the woman was also fixed looking at her daughter who seemed to smile happily on the day of her graduation. "If you knew, maybe you never worry every day, Dad."
The husband spread his gaze throughout the room, where he and his wife were. A room that has long been abandoned by its inhabitants. Still neatly arranged without changing the layout of the goods. "If you weren't so fiercely angry with him back then, maybe Arimbi would still be here, with us, Mom."
The wife also smiled. The same smile as her husband, a smile full of sadness. "If Arimbi is here, it means that the child in Arimbi's womb has also been born and may be currently grown. Do you want to accept the child?"
The man did not respond immediately. He was instead fixated and again sighed his heavy breath, then the man lowered his head. "If you can't control what he says, Mom."
The woman sitting next to him smiled and her eyes glared, staring at the photo of her son who was plastered on the wall. For a moment the atmosphere was so quiet, that the two people were surprised by the sound of a woman working in the house.
"Sorry, ma'am, sir, are there any guests out there?"
"Guests? Who, Bi?"
"No idea, Mom. A man with a little child." The husband and wife's forehead was contorted, so he heard the reply from the aunt.
Elsewhere on the same night.
"Well, Mamah why even sleep here anyway, Mah? In the room, why?" asked a man as soon as he opened one of the rooms in his house and saw a woman lying on the bed. But the bed was not the usual bed used for the woman's sleep.
"Mamah wants to spend the night here for a moment, Pah," the woman replied to the man who was currently stepping towards her and she put her ass on the same bed, where the woman who had long been his wife was lying.
The man stared fixedly at a photo hanging on the wall of the room in a size large enough. A photo of a smiling girl with a face that looks very bright. "You don't think too much about Rianti. Didn't Mamah know he was from Mirna?"
"How could Mama not think about it, Pah? Rianti lives alone in a city of people with no brothers. He fought alone there. Either you can eat every day or you can't. While we are here every day can eat well," replied the wife with all the rumbling that makes her heart feel tight.
"Who?"
"No idea, sir. But my face I've never seen." The forehead of a couple was contorted.
It was the same night but in a different place.
It looks like a husband and wife are sitting together while enjoying a dish neatly arranged on the dining table. The wife, who was initially seen smiling cheerfully, suddenly faded her smile when she saw something on the dining table in front of her.
"Feel Eliza's delight," the woman's words suddenly brought her husband's hand to a standstill, as the name of the woman who had gone out of the house came out of his wife's mouth. The man also directed his gaze in the same direction as the woman sitting not far from him.
"Do you still remember it?" ask the husband with a difficult look.
"Did Papah think that Mamah would forget our daughter? If it were Papah, it might have forgotten. Because Papah only donated seeds," the wife's words immediately made her husband look at her.
"Why is Mom always thinking like that? Papah wasn't as bad as Mamah alleged," the man appeared to protest. The wife chose to shut up and ignore him. Just as he was about to grab some food, the sound of someone made them turn their eyes.
"Mom, there's a guest."
"Guests? Who, Bi?"
I don't know, Mom. Said her name was Randi."
"Randy?"
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