Why Should I ?
Debates

Nurin deliberately to visit her hometown. Nothing he told me before. In fact, Rama and Mother did not know about Nurin's arrival. She was alone, leaving her son and husband busy with their activities.

The only goal is Rama. There was something he wanted to talk about with his brother. All will not be clear if conveyed by telephone. There will be a debate that will not work.

Rama who was sitting daydreaming on the porch of the house, frowned when there was a motorbike that stopped in front of his house. The spacious courtyard, made it difficult to catch someone who had just gotten off the bike, then walked towards him after completing the payment with the motorcycle taxi driver.

"Assynolt...."

"Wa'alaikum greetings, Nurin ?"

It's not unusual for Nurin to force her arrival. With him suddenly coming home without any news was something that made him and Mom astonished.

Nurin and Rama step inside the house, calling the mother who happens to be busy preparing food.

"Feed it first !" Reject the mother gently.

I know, Nurin was impatient to say something that made her have to go home without notice. There will be debate, then eliminate the appetite of his two children.

"Let's eat boy, that's a lot of ya." Mother's orders while putting some side dishes on the dining table.

Nurin and Rama immediately opened the dishes, then devoured the food menu they always missed.

A smile is enough to prove that you miss a moment like this. Watching her two children eat voraciously, without any words hurting each other.

"Mom kangen nduk, le, I haven't eaten three of you in a long time."

Hearing that, Nurin stopped the movement of her spoon. He also stopped chewing, feeling insinuated by the expression of the mother's heart.

Indeed, after they grew up and got married, they only focused on their respective families. Often indifferent and inattentive to the mother who lives alone at home.

If you want to be honest, Mother really wants her son to accompany her at home. Passing the old in peace despite its simplicity.

"Nurin always loved Mom." Nurin rubbed the soft back of her mother's hand. He then moved on and grabbed Mom from behind. Repeatedly left a friendly kiss there.

Not feeling, the tears of the two women began to drip. There was a sense that they could not explain in words. Only their instincts can digest.

After the meal, Nurin helped Mother clean the dining table. Put the rest of the side dishes in a small cupboard, and wash the dirty dishes they used to eat. While Rama, he again sat on the sofa in front of the television.

"So, your opo alesan went home not to say something at Nur ?"

"We just talk in front of you." Nurin dried her hands with a small towel hanging next to the sink, then walked towards the living room with Mom.

The three of them sat facing each other there. The tension starts to say hello. Silence, all were waiting for Nurin's explanation.

"Nurin just wants to talk about Rama and Kinan."

"What else is it ? I'm not talking to you."

Mom immediately threw away her face. His heart was upset when he heard the name of the woman again spoken in his house. He no longer wants to be in touch with Kinan, even if it is just a discussion.

"What's up Rin ? Kinan came to your house ?" Rama frowned. There was a curiosity in his heart. He immediately confirmed his seat, and listened to Nurin's face that looked different.

"What is he talking about ?"

"She.he asked that I persuade the mas to take care of all your divorce papers." Nurin said with his face off. "And I hope, I didn't do that."

Rama ducked, throwing away the hopes that had lodged in his mind. He always asked, that Kinanti come with her apology. But, that's not possible. Kinan came with anger and his desire to remain parted with Rama.

"I'll take care of that if Kinan can be happy to get what he wants."

"Don't be crazy ! It all deals with money ! how much money do you have to challenge yourself with that stupid phrase ?"

Nurin lifted her body. He pointed and cursed Rama as he pleased. Hope he, his arrival will reduce the debate and can muffle his anger. In fact, it was just an illusion. He was really provoked by Rama's answer that did not match his expectations.

"That's Mas Rin's responsibility !"

"The responsibility ? He asked for a divorce. The responsibility is only the children, not the Kinanti !"

Rama was bowed lethargic, and so was Nurin. I just cried seeing the incident. He dared not say anything because his heart felt infinite pain.

"Rin, did you borrow the money ? mas promise, after completing the divorce papers, mas will work. I'll pay all my debts."

Not yet redam, Nurin's emotions back on the fishing line by Rama's plea. That guy really doesn't understand. He was still fixated on a pity that only tormented his own mind.

"Now, I'm going to help Nadira go to school or take care of the papers ?"

Nurin reluctantly looked at Rama. His eyes were straight, filled with veils of annoyance. Everything he did seemed to be in vain. It ended in disappointment because Rama did not appreciate his efforts.

"Kowe yo must choose Ram, kowe choose Mom live, or die quickly. You know what I mean ?"

Mom got up from the couch. As he stepped into the room, his fingers were busy wiping the tears flowing down his cheeks.

Nurin knew, his mother would be constantly sad if Rama chose wrongly.

Occasionally, Nurin hated Kinanti even more. A woman who undermines the harmony of her family. The presence of the woman without gratitude makes the future runyam under the old roof whose father lives for Mother and her children.

Again, Rama was just crying. He roared, shouted, and thrashed as he pleased. Run into the room and throw all the stuff he got. His head was about to break thinking of everything. Trouble after trouble lingered in his bloodstream.

"This problem will not drive you crazy, if you want to think clearly !" Reveal Nurin from the front of Rama's room.

"It's been fooled by love ! What did you give to Kinan...."

"Diaaaamm ! Don't talk anymore Nurin ! "

The breath of Rama. His eyes glared red and depicted veins of anger. He went back out of the room and opened the door violently.

"Mas will never borrow money from you again ! Mas also will not take care of the lives of Kinanti and the mas children there ! Satisfied you are Nurin ?"

Jederrrrr

The glass swayed violently, like an object being moved out of place. There were several figurines that fell from his nails. All because of Rama who closed the door so tightly.