TRUE LOVE For MAYA
OH, MUM

Arriving at the hospital parking lot the two men who walked side by side to their respective vehicles. No sound came out of the mouth of the phallus.

Along the corridor of the hospital, the man was silent without saying a word, with all his burdens and thoughts. Before parting ways, Roby approached Lingga's car, which was not far from his parked car.

"Do I need to be with you sir?" Roby volunteered, he could see clearly how the current Linga was. There was no smile at all on the face of the handsome man that adorned his face.

"No Rob.. I want to be alone. Thank you, you have taken care of everything." said Lingga before he entered the Audition.

"Don't thank you, sir, it's my job." Roby spoke from outside next to the window.

"You keep an eye on Alisa's progress, lest anyone be missed." Lingga started to start the engine of his car.

"Good, Sir.. Careful drive."

Roby stared at the departure of the car that was driving Lingga leaving the hospital yard until it was completely lost from sight before he turned back to his car.

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Penetrating evening in the dark weather leaves light. The car continued to drive without direction and destination in the crowded street. The four wheels kept turning around the streets.

He remembered Maya. It was so bad he put his head in Maya's lap. As he did while in cotagge the day before he parted with her.

"Abang misses you, May." he said softly, with a faint heart as he recalled Haris' words. The man asks Maya to go away under the pretext of being a form of justice. What kind of justice he asked Maya.

And at this time, he has not been able to focus on finding the existence of Maya with the actions of Alisa who seemed to be scuttling her steps.

Suddenly

Linga turns her Audinya to an independent road where the area where Aunt Rossa lives.. Somehow his heart seemed to invite him to come to meet the woman he had been avoiding. The woman who had incised her wounds and was disappointed from the start she learned of her marriage to Cjokro. The second woman, which made Luciana neglected.

But he cannot hate it. And this evening, his heart was not in line with his mind. While his mind was stirring with all the words he heard from Luciana and Cjokro. His heart seemed to justify until, unknowingly, his hand turned the steering wheel of the car, carrying it to the side of the road, stopping not far from the residence of Aunt Rossa.

He watched the two-storey house from the car with the engine turned off and the back he put on the back of the chair. There was a different feeling as he stared at the house from a distance. It was as if there was a longing that he could not understand.

About 15 minutes into silence with his doubts and concerns about going down or not seeing the woman, his gaze had not yet escaped from the courtyard of the house until it went up to the second floor with the light still brightly lit.

Linga was surprised to uphold her body from the seat back, when she saw the sports bike that Lendra was driving out of the gate leaving the yard.

"Lendra.." he said.. He did not expect his sister to emerge from the spacious minimalist house. Which means, the young man had already come to the residence quite often and might even be very close to Aunt Rossa. Many questions came out of his heart until he decided to meet the woman.

Turning on the machine he headed for the closed gate with a honking honk. A housekeeper opened a towering sturdy fence. By asking Lingga to lower the car glass.

Upon learning who the man behind the wheel was, the guard let the luxury vehicle into the yard pass him. The guard was very familiar with the figure of the Linga, although the Linga did not know him.

Closing the gate back, the guard approached and greeted the man who had just stepped down from his car. "Aden want to see Mom?" the guard smiled kindly looking at the face of Lingga.

"Yes.." Linga was astonished by the gaze of the man who looked at her with an unusual look.

"Mar, tell me Mom, there's a guest waiting downstairs."

"Who Mang? Kog Mar doesn't know? When's entry?"

"The entry is the same as Mamang.. It's over there tell Mom."

The man seemed pleased with the arrival of the figure of the man, who at the time was still a baby, he was carrying to be brought home from the maternity home. Until a heartbreaking incident happened before his eyes. Baby phallus, must be taken away by the woman he knew as Mr. Cjokro's first wife.

And it's been 32 years. Long enough time for him to lock his mouth and be silent.

"Si Aden is mature and handsome. It's like Aaron's boss." (the father of Rossa)

The man who is usually called Mang Ujang admires Lingga from behind the wall of the kitchen room in the front. The man peeked at the Lingga sitting on the sofa.

Unwell, Rossa forced to go down, when Bik Mar told her that there were guests waiting for her in the living room.

With a slow step, his feet descended the stairs one by one walking towards the living room. Rossa wondered who was visiting her home. Lendra had just said goodbye after visiting her. Another guest came to meet him.

It is like painting his name at dusk. Calling his name to the end of the world. There is nothing more poignant for Rossa. As he missed the sound of crying the new baby within hours was in an embrace, snatched in a caress.

No one answered him. Other than his screaming heart, every time, every second, he who always missed the figure of the man who was currently present before him.

Like dream. Like getting a rainbow in the dark of the night. Rossa was fixated, unable to continue the steps to get closer to the Linga. He had no courage, he was helpless, he could not bear the rejection he would receive.

Let me look at him for a moment Lord, before he screams, go away, ignore me again. Let me put out my longing, when my hands can't hold her. Right now give me time and don't let it pass.

Forgive my mistake, Lord. Until that innocent red baby should be the victim of three-hearted selfishness. Punish me God. Already have.. I really can't take it anymore.

With Linga who also looked back at Rossa when the man realized the presence of the woman who was standing in the corner of the room. The woman he had been avoiding for decades.

There's an unusual shiver on the chest. There was a sense of tightness when looking at him. There was a sense of peace as if to embrace him.

Oh, Mama... This is what a real mother is. It is a taste that no phallus ever imagined. The seed of longing and love was piercing his body.

Until he didn't know how to get rid of that woman in his heart. And he only realized it when he looked into his shady eyes. The eyes of a true mother all over the world

Sunshine, life-giving. Encouragement in the silence of the heart, because the reality is only the figure of the mother who is able to strengthen. Who is able to lead his children to live a life full of twists and turns.

He gave up, he lost, he admitted, he was fixated on holding back the longing...

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