Pursued Impressions Mother Like today, Ramadan last year was I like to stand in the window of my grandmother's house while waiting for time to break this. Of course I'm not alone. Kak Novi There are always at my side. When finished cooking, she always offered to accompany me standing at this window. And I have never objected. Kak Novi fun person. He is very clever story. Starting from the stories of exemplary religious backgrounds, funny tales of the imagination itself, is also the story of the lives of others. What is important is the benefit of those stories. Of all the stories ever told, the journey of a child looking for his biological mother was the most frequently told me Kak Novi.
"With the hope to meet her mother that made him want to leave her father, the only one of the most loved." Her story is a twilight.
"His father originally did not want to release it sturdy finally melted away to see such great desire to see his mother. At a friend, his father leave him for transfer to the destination. His desire was just one; see his mother.
But it turns out the course of winding. Family good friend of his father who originally did not allow him to go. They need him, rather, strength. Because when he comes, coincidentally the family maid was gone. Be the girl was stuck there for a period of uncertainty.
Because father's friends had information about his mother, he tries to survive living there even though not at home. The wait however as futile. His father's never told anything about his mother. Then began he to find out the presence of his mother while still living there. But slowly, attitudes boy his father's friend made him have to go.
One night he woke up to Tahajud. Done ablution he immediately prayed. The girl forgot to lock the door of his room. Finished praying he's just stunned to find a man sitting on his bed while blowing cigarette smoke. Boy friend of his father.
With fine she asks him to come out, but his request was not ignored. The man just grinned as he played a key and enter into his pocket. The man demanded that 'fringe benefits' because it has been accommodated for free in the family. The girl refused. The young man had inflammation. He jumped, jumped, as if to swallow it raw. The girl self-defense. He's kicking, clawing and shouting. All members of the family house was built. Broke down the door and found the rooms are a mess and she is a mess.
But there's no defending it. All the accused bitch. He is stimulating. He is invited. An accusation which is very painful. Humiliated hurt makes him decide to go from the house that night, though did not know where to go.
good luck followed him. The next day, at the bus station he was acquainted with an activist. He was invited to a halfway house. There he stayed for some time while continuing to seek information about his mother. Until finally he found his mother in a mansion as the wife of a businessman. He never could hold her - like a dream - because she did not want to ruin such a happy family.
Rasa to be adjacent to encourage him to get into the house. He worked there. Being a maid in her own home. He never regretted the choice. That is the only way she can be together her mother. Everyday she cooked for her mother, washing clothes, cleaning the house. Seeing her smile and laugh. And she laughed with him even though his heart weep. He'' remember his father who lives alone with the physical condition of the disabled, sickly and barely alive.''Kak Novi stop telling stories, looking blankly ahead and wiped tears from his eyes.
I was stunned. A touching story and I'm adrift in it. Which makes me wonder, Kak Icha always cry every told me about this story but to tell why he likes to repeat. That
throughout Ramadan. We ngabuburit as he recounts in the window of my room.
Long before Eid, Kak Novi return home. He wanted to meet her father who was sick. And there are promises that should he tepatinya on someone, he said. I do not know what promise. He just tesenyum when delivered. In any case, he promised to again. We are very lost. Kak personal Novi pleasant. He's like our own family. We both miss him. Until one day I found the diary in the room my sister Kak Novi.
It was my sister into the bedroom to hide from Novi Kak Pritchard, playmate that day. When Pritchard found it, they continue the game in the room. They each throw pillow. When that's something floating out of the pillowcase. A diary! My brother picked it up. With the reason he kept interested and want to read it thoroughly before Kak Novi again.
Curiosity is at the beginning of calamity in our house. It turns out that during the story is narrated to me was the story itself. He left her father to find his mother who had left from childhood. And he has found it. His mother is my mama!
Papa could not accept all this. While mama was sorry, Dad still feel fooled by the lies mama so far. Before getting married mama was admitted widow. But without a child. Why now appears Kak Novi as a mama's boy? Dad still did not receive even if mama had admitted lying because he wanted to close his past. Her first husband physically disabled after a fall in the well when the fix. Mama was not able to live poor and taking care of ailing husband.
Since then our house is no longer comfortable. Everyday Dad always was a scream. Papa annoyed at my mom and we go get the impact. Sometimes inflamed abysmally poor. Kick, kick it. Mama also occasionally yelled back. We - the children - a spectator who did not know what to comment on anything. Surprisingly, despite all this commotion caused by Kak Novi in \u200b\u200bour family, I still miss him. Was not he trying to hide his identity so far. Or I miss him because we are brothers. I do not know.
Less than a week since the incident, Novi Kak is back. He wants Lebaran with us, he said on the phone. When it comes down from the motorcycle taxi, in front of our house, Kak Novi immediately waved at me and my mom sitting on the porch that afternoon. He smiled as usual. I was nervous and did not even really want to wave back. Mama becomes rigid like stone. I imagine Mom would hug Kak Icha and apologized to him. When I turned to stare at mama, that I found it increasingly tightened his face as if to apoplexy.
"Assalaamualaikum, ma'am ..." Kak Novi held out his hand. When I saw my mom get up, I'm sure Mom would hold her. Guess wrong. "Plaque!" Mama slapped Kak Novi. The girl grinned, holding his cheek. I was surprised to spontaneously shut up.
"Do you think your presence here will make me happy? No Novi! You're just my past that have been buried deeply. Why did you come here? Want to destroy my family? Now go! Go ...! "
Mama angry, cursing. Kak Novi initially confused begin to understand the circumstances. She tearfully hugged foot mama, "This Novi, ma'am. Child's mother! After this Novi will leave from the mother's life. Novi only want the mother to come when ... "Unfinished
him a word, mama menjambaknya. Encourage her to the yard. Then go into and come back with boxes of goods Kak Novi. As he threw the diary Kak Novi, mama back shouted, "Get out of here. Remember! You are just part of my past! I do not want you to come back and ruin my life. You ... you're just the son of a poor man who could not give me anything! "
I was just silent. Do not think mama would say like that. I have no know what to do. Before leaving, Kak Novi leave something.
One year has passed. Mom and Dad never got along again although they were not divorced. And I still miss Kak Novi. His smile, attention-attention to me, as well as stories that frequently spoken first. I want this time Kak Novi Ramadan is here. But it's certainly not impossible. I again noticed that there is a wedding invitation in my hand. This invitation Kak Novi abandoned when mama away. "Novi only want mom comes on the wedding day Novi ..." That last sentence was saying before he left. And my mom really never came. Mama really has deleted from his life
Kak Novi
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