Why Should I ?
Old Stories

"You really are a mother who has no Kinan heart ! You can let Nadira get disappointed that deep. You can accept Abbas back with pleasure, then why can't you change your hate for Nadira ? He's your son Kin ! Kia your flesh blood ! You gave birth to her, why do you make others love her Kinan. "

Before losing track, Santi ran after Nadira. I hope the girl is not too far away. If Nadira can not be invited back to the house, at least Santi can say sorry for the sadness that Nadira always get in the house.

It's too far Santi stepped up, but did not see Nadira. In fact, he was already standing a few meters away from the house of Nurin, Rama's brother. The fierce woman who always comes crashing into his house if something cornered Rama. But, that was before, long before the divorce existed.

tok...

Very carefully, Santi knocked on the door of Nurin's house. No matter how he responds, he just wants to make sure that Nadira is there. Either still with his puffy eyes, or he pretends to be strong to refrain from telling his aunt.

There is a message from inside the house. Santi's heart started to get pumped. The feeling of fear began to loom, what if Nadira was not there ? It must be only the maki caci that will greet his ears.

"Aante ?"

The beautiful girl he was looking for was already standing before him. His eyes were swollen, but the look on his face was very radiant. Nadira is a young girl who can think of adulthood. He certainly did not tell Nurin, with the variety of reasons he had.

"Who is Dir ?" Shouted Nurin from inside the house.

"It's tan, there's aunt Santi. "

Nurin's footsteps were heard getting closer to Nadira and Santi. Beat the sandals that are getting stronger, and loud in the ears.

"What's San ?" Say Nurin with ketus.

"Tante Santi sent Nadira's phone left tan." Sahut Nadira before mbak Santi wrongly mention the reason.

"Oh, yes I have. Auntie has a little business, Dir. You invite Santi's aunt in if you want to talk. "

"Yes aunt. Thank you"

"I live first San."

"Emm, yes Nur. Be careful on the road." ..

Apparently, God did give him a chance to explain everything to Nadira. In the condition of a quiet house, with the heart and soul of Nadira who had begun to calm down. Although the pain is not easy to remove, disappointment is not easy to resist, at least Santi can voice all the contents of his heart that he will convey to Nadira.

"Artificial nadira drink first tan, aunt wait in aja." Nadira exclaimed with a radiant face. As if nothing had ever happened before. Although his eyes could not lie, Nadira's facial expression really tried to cover all the heartache.

"No need to Dira. Auntie's here, wanna talk to you. Whisper ?"

Santi's mother grabbed Nadira's hand. Stopped the girl's footsteps. Make him knit eyebrows, as if to say, talk about what auntie ?

"We'll just sit here." Santi's mother led Nadira, and invited him to sit on the porch of Nurin's house.

For a few seconds, they looked at each other. Letting their hearts clap to each other. Give an opportunity for their inner self to argue with each other.

"What's aunty ?" Nadira broke the silence.

"Dira, auntie know, you must be hurt, right with your mama ? You're disappointed, with all he said."

Still with a calm face and a sweet smile, Nadira responded to Santi's statement. Although his eyes did not dare to stare, the two eyeballs that were inviting him to talk, but Nadira showed the strength of his heart at that time.

"Don't keep it yourself Dir. You need someone else to share your story. Auntie believes you're a strong girl, but your heart still needs a tranquilizer."

Nadira smiled bitterly, "There is a father, as long as the father is always happy, Nadira will always be strong. Now, my life is for Dad. Kevin and Lena are definitely happy with mom. But Nadira ? Only my father was always there for me. "

Santi's mom took a deep breath. As he expected, Nadira began to show depression. Tears that have been pooled in the eye pelupuk, still he can not stand to drip.

The silence greeted back, even more terrifying than the previous time. Santi's mother is still busy stringing words to speak the truth that he has always known. The truth of a dozen years is stored neatly, wrapped in pain.

"Dir, are you ..mmm..are you not thinking of Kinan's words, about your father ?"

"Dad ? Rama's father, Mama said anything about you."

"Not that. But the truth about your real father."

"Let time answer aunt. "

Nadira started crying. He recalled, as he opened sheet by sheet the simple wedding photos that Rama and Kinanti had once titled. Wedding books whose color has begun to fade and dull. Long before the divorce occurred, Nadira had read the wedding date of Rama and Kinan. In fact, he calculated the distance between the marriage and the day of his birth. There are no 9 months, not even 2 months of distance between the two important dates.

At first glance, Nadira can think positively, but bad events and scary word for word always overshadowed her steps. Until today, the day that Kinanti loudly mentioned that Abbas was her real father.

Suddenly, Nadira's soul was shaken because of it. His heart was broken, even to the point that it was difficult for him to justify it again.

What comes to his mind now is, if it is true, then how can Rama be the figure of his father for a dozen years ? Even if it is wrong, for what Kinanti to call him come to Surabaya if you just want to make a joke that does not invite laughter at all.

"Nadira..." Santi held Nadira's hand. He could feel how deep the fear the girl was facing. His hands were shivering, he could even feel the tremors.

"I'm sorry Nadira, auntie can no longer cover up this truth dear. You're all grown up, it's time you knew it all. But you have to promise me auntie, you don't hate Rama after this."

"Whatever the reason aunty, Rama's father is the most affectionate person with Nadira. There will be no lies, which can ruin Nadira's affection for father."

Hearing that, Santi cried. This child, not too mature to be in this position, but the way he thinks really makes Santi feel envious. Nadira, really has a white heart, he can put himself, where he should stay.

"Dira, Ramah....Rama is not your real father. But, unfortunately the same you never doubted. In the past, Kinanti and Rama worked in 1 factory. They are both employees. Kinan had a girlfriend, and had been dating the man for a long time. In the end, Kinanti said that she was pregnant with her boyfriend. I don't know, it's been up to how much he's been having that crazy relationship with his girlfriend. In the past, Kinanti was like a madman, having to go back and forth to hold her boyfriend accountable. " Santi's mother breathed, as her chest tightened retelling the story.

"Then, why can you marry Rama's aunt's father ? Why isn't her boyfriend responsible ?"

"Rama has loved Kinanti Dir for a long time. He was patient, waiting for Kinanti. In the end he found out, Kinanti almost aborted the child. And.dan... Rama firmly said he would marry Kinanti, even loving the child like his own. "

"And that kid Nadira isn't aunty ?" nadira asked with tears.

"Yes...And Rama, really keep his promise."

"But why aunty, that son of a bitch is back again after Nadira grows up. Why auntie ? Why did he ruin everything. Why ?" Nadira screamed hysterically. In fact, he dropped his body on the floor.

"Tante doesn't know about that Dira..."