YOUR LOVE IS DISAPPEARING
Chapter 39
The sky was getting gray, like the mood of Mayang at this time. Mayang closed his eyes still sitting under the tree enjoying the wind that was increasingly blowing through the leaves until the leaves were waving beautifully.
"Assalamualaikum," said someone then sitting next to the slender body of Mayang, the eagle's eyes fixed every strand of Mayang hair that was carried by the wind.
"Forgot the same promise?" Abizar whispered in Mayang's ear to make the woman look sideways.
"I never forget, only lately I've been too busy" Mayang said staring at Abizar's gray eye bead.
"Disappear kayak in the swallow of the earth," kekehnya make Mayang clucked annoyed.
"Keep away, I'm again enjoying the rain," said Mayang reject the thick body slowly.
"Me too" he said, not shaky.
Both of them dissolved in the raindrops that wet their bodies, Abhizar who happened to pass in the street saw Mayang daydreaming, he was a thick man who had fallen in love with Mayang since the first sight.
The raindrop never wanted to budge on two people who were now cold, he continued to defend himself.
Mayang's body was stunned, crying in a heartache so tormenting him at this time, kujan as a disguise of his crying that he tried to hide.
Since the reunion with Rohman the condition of the father of his son is increasingly concerning even Mayang seemed to feel the bitterness of the life of the man who once ruled his heart.
The mother-of-one met Rohman at the market and then secretly peeked at the father of the child where he lived, his tears were shed as he knew Rohman had been dumped by a family he had once been very proud of.
Her heart was weakened, the mother-of-one had forgiven what Rohman had done to her first.
"Don't cry here" said Abizar, touching Mayang's shoulder slowly, smiling as Mayang tried to wipe away her tears.
"Well, just ...." His voice was stifled as Abizar pulled his arm a little rough for them to move away from under the tree.
The weather was getting colder, Abizar forced Mayang into his car but the woman refused, Mayang preferred to go home with his motorbike in the rain that never stopped, he split the streets in the rain, and he chose to go home, after a few days of traveling, he finally reached home.
The thick-bodied man followed Mayang to his house, Abizar changed his clothes in the car and entered Mayang's parents' house without being allowed by the owner.
"Why what?" Tanya Mayang looked at the eyes of the eagle of Abizar full of probing.
"You ask permission from your mother" he said casually as he scanned every corner of the room.
His eyes were fixed on the old photo on the wall. Family photos of a mother, father, a son and a daughter can be sure it is Mayang.
"Izin what? Want to stay here?" Mayang scrunched his forehead feeling astonished at the attitude of the man he had only met in the last few months.
"No. I would like to apply ... That woman!" Abizar approached the photo and showed plain children in the picture frame.
Mayang gave a smile, without responding to anything he left the living room and went into the room to change clothes.
Before long the woman who gave birth to Mayang came out and shook hands with Abizar, they exchanged stories, even Ali's grandmother told him how small Mayang to make men laugh out loud.
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Elsewhere, Rohman sat pensive. Confused what to decide, one side he wanted to buy medicine the other side he wanted to buy a bike like Ali had asked him when they were still together.
Rohman condemned his folly, never remembering Ali when the money he had was more than enough to please his son.
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The dusk disappears, leaving Rohman and his past in the depths of the night.
Footsteps assisted by the cane were shuffled down the slippery streets, stopped public transport and climbed slowly, some of them giving more space for Rohman.
A few hours passed he had brought home the medicine in his hand, a longing for the woman who had given birth to him he could not get rid of. The thin man was now hesitant to go where, afraid if his brother insulted him again.
"Assalamualaik." Rohman knocked on the door several times but there was no word, only the sound of the television ringing, while the wall clock was still showing at eight o'clock at night.
"Hummer," he was so loud that he knocked back the door of the house full of memories of his childhood.
Twice a knock and wanting to call back suddenly the doorknob turned.
Rohman's nephew opened the door and looked flat at Rohman, who smiled at the two-year-old boy.
"Which granny?" Rohman asked the girl who used to call him Om.
"Grandmother saki, Om. Mommy doesn't have money to bring grandma treatment," she explained making Rohman touch his chest that feels pain. It was so heartful that his biological brother let the woman who had given birth to them endure the pain.
In haste Rohman entered the house and then headed to Yeyen's room which was next to the room he occupied first.
His eyes looked pityfully at Yeyen who was lying weak and looked a little thin. Lay Rohman close, put down his staff and sit beside the bed.
Nila who was bribing the porridge into Yeyen's mouth looked so rough, that at times there was the sound of the twang of a spoon hitting Yeyen's teeth.
"Slowly, Brother," softly Rohman looked at his brother who was in a daze.
"You don't have to protest, if you don't take care of Mama, you want to go home to the husband's place again," hardikiknya make Rohman stare dislike towards his brother.
"Sister has not considered me as a child Mama, even I went from this house just no one to hold my departure," said Rohman staring at Yeyen who was dropping a clear circle.
"Why do you keep coming back?" Nila smiled sinisterly looking at her sister.
"I think of Mama, so I'm here," said Rohman, he took over the bowl that Nila put on the nightstand and continued to feed Yeyen.
"I'm sorry Mama, son," Yeyen said shortly after the porridge in the bowl had gone clean, while Nila had left Yeyen's room since then.
"Rohman was never angry with Mama, either" the skinny man smiled at the woman who had given birth to him.
"Eti's already sold the bike you bought, he's now working near the campus. He left the motorcycle money he sold to Mama, he said tell him to love you," Yeyen said in a trembling voice, forcing her to speak to Rohman.
"But it's a loss, it's got to go down, '" explained the thick-floored man. Rohman now looks unkempt.
"Say for your treatment, what are you sick for?" Asked the woman who gave birth to Rohman seriously, he looked closely at the bead of his son's eyes looking for answers there.
"But Mama had to promise not to hate Rohman," wirily those skinny times, his head he bowed down as a very heavy regret, Yeyen only responded with a nod.
"Actually Rohman has HIV" Rohman said, as soon as Yeyen touched his chest in disbelief.
"I'm sorry. Rohman khilaf," continued Rohman while wiping the corner of Yeyen's eyes that continued to drop a clear grain.
The chest of the woman who gave birth to it felt so tight, her hands pointed at her closet.
"The money from your sister is there" Yeyen said in a trembling voice.
"Rohman will call Eti and tell her to come home, my heart can't see Mama being treated rudely with Nila," Rohman said, touching Yeyen's hand gently and kissing her, while Yeyen groaned weakly.
"Don't. Let your sister focus on college, Mama is proud if she succeeds," explained Yeyen made Rohman feel tightness in his chest, all this time he had never been able to make his birth mother happy.
In Nila's room he was thinking about how Rohman would not get an inheritance at all, because as long as Rohman had a lot of money he never paid any attention to Yeyen. Only Nila always sends her mother money.
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Never assume someone is weak, because others will think we are too.