Why Breakup?
Ep.40: Asking for Trust?
“From, how many hours have you been home anyway?”
“Hey, you why baby?”
“From?”
Mentari was unable to say a word, he was only able to cry now in the arms of his mother who was quite surprised by what suddenly happened.
Cantika blinked her eyes, frowning confused at the state of her daughter who suddenly hugged her with a cry. She was only able to gently rub her daughter's back which shook violently, no longer asking questions and just letting her daughter continue to cry for a little more calm.
“You want the same story mom?”
Finally, when it was felt Mentari had calmed down, Cantika threw back his question. He wanted to know, because of what made his daughter so.
The sun was silent for a moment, increasingly holding tightly to the glass in the grasp of both hands. Recalling the chatter he had heard between Angga and his Papa, managed to make Mentari teary.
“Bad dragon, bu.”
Cantika increasingly frowned confused to hear that, whereas he knew that lately the relationship between Mentari and Angga was a little better. “Evil? Wicked why, Dance?” ask Cantika confused.
“So can't believe he's the same sincerity I am, to the point of love, my sincere sense he doubted. Though we've been in contact for quite a while and he should know very well how I am, he shouldn't have to question my love and sincerity.”
Cantika still does not understand.
Mentari sobbed back, “But-everyone he made a play go to jail just to see if I was sincere with him or not.”
Cantika was surprised to hear that, unexpectedly.
“Bu, is it wrong if ordinary people like us are loved by the upper class?” mentari asked, he asked with a sense of tightness in his heart. “What if ordinary people love and are loved by the upper class, it's a mistake? Is his heart and love wrong? What needs to be a question, need to be doubted?”
Cantika reached the hand of Mentari, “Tari, how do you say that? You know Angga, you know his family. They don't like that, they can't look at us like that.”
“Maybe they're not. But, people out there think that's what makes them hesitate too, bu.”
“From, already, son. You're just an emotion now.” Cantika hugs Mentari back, trying to calm her down again. “There may be another reason why Angga can do this, Tari. I believe in Angga.”
“Whatever the reason, Tari remains disappointed, ma'am. Dance disappointed.”
***
This is the second day Mentari decided to defer from his obligations to avoid problems that are so strange he felt. The room becomes the safest place to calm down while thinking what to do in the future.
The sound of knocking on the door blew away the daydream of Mentari, he turned to the door of his room that opened slowly and immediately showed the presence of his mother who came carrying a tray containing food.
“Eat first, yes, darling. That abis took medicine.”
Right, Mentari's sick actually. The night right after he knew the fact, high fever attacked him even now his fever has not gone down.
Cantika approached Mentari, sitting on the side of an empty bed while holding a bowl of porridge. He looked at his pale-looking daughter, “Eat, huh? Ibu suapi.” said Cantika while directing a spoonful of porridge to the mouth of Mentari.
“Udah, bu.”
Mentari no longer want, 3 bribes he felt was enough.
Cantika sighed softly, she nodded, not pushy. “Yaudah abis was taking his medicine, yes. Keep resting.”
Mentari nodded, “Still, yes, bu.”
Cantika smiled warmly, she prepared also give medicine to her daughter, sat down and massaged her legs and hands slowly despite being repeatedly rejected.
“Bu, thanks, yes.” Mentari looked up, smiling at her mother who returned her smile with a nod. “Thank you mom has always been there for me, mom wants to hear all my problems and now I ngerepotin mom because of pain, even though I have been big, still ngerepotin.”
“What the hell are you? You are a mother's son. Whatever you want to be, stay in the eyes of mom and dad, you're our little daughter. Besides, where are there any parents who feel bothered by their children? There's nothing. So, don't feel the nicotine again, people don't also.”
Mentari smiled widely, she hugged her mother's waist tightly, peeling her face there while slowly closing her eyes because she felt good with a gentle rub of affection that her mother did.
Whether this is a dream or not, but at a glance Mentari saw the figure of Angga.
***
“Honestly, Ga. I'm disappointed in you.”
Angga was only able to lower his head, not daring to look at the mother of the woman he loved.
“How can you question the love and sincerity of Mentari when you should know very well how she is.” Cantika shook his head slowly, “Mother did not even expect, so doubt and trust you are the same Mentari, you are up to the lie. It's not a small lie, it's a big lie. Dan, you know what? If until Mentari's father finds out, I don't know how you will be. Lucky, now her father is Dance again out of town, not knowing years about this problem.”
Cantika let out a long sigh looking at the silence of Angga. “Mother doesn't ask you to shut up, Angga. I want you to explain everything so that mom can also know the truth from your point of view.”
“Bu, I know you're disappointed and probably won't be sorry for this mistake I made. But, please you trust me if I can't do this.”
Cantika frowned.
“I didn't have the courage to marry Tari, I was too cowardly and afraid of marriage. But, I cannot doubt the love and sincerity of Dance, ma'am. I believe in love and sincerity. I believe it.”
“Keep, why did you make this lie, Angga? For what?”
Angga shook his head, “Bu, Angga has no intention of lying or toying with any of this. Angga doesn't even know anything, ma'am. Papa, ma'am, Papa's doing this.”
“Papa you?” Cantika was surprised to hear that. “So, the point is Papa you have doubts about Mentari?” asked Cantika, she really did not expect.
Angga shook his head, “Papa is not his doubt, Papa actually believes and wants me to realize that Mentari is not like most women out there. Mentari is not the kind of woman that makes me afraid of marriage. And, Dance is not like that.” Angga so remember how true Mentari so far.
Cantika still does not understand all this.
Angga looked at Cantika with full of supplication, “Bu, please love again mother's trust with me. I promise, I'll make Mentari happy. I don't disappoint him anymore. Please, bu.”