"I'm Tired, I Want to Give Up "

Persuading Sya

The wave of my hand accompanied the journey of Mas Eagle. The sound of the horn sounded the omen Mas Eagle said goodbye. I went back to the room. Before heading up the stairs I cross paths with Mom who is being pushed by Nurse Vera.

"Bak Vera, where are you going?" my many.

"Mother wants to go forward, Neng. He said he'd sunbathe."

"Ohhh, but don't go out the gate, yes, Ma'am!"

"Well, Neng."

"Mom, don't go out the gate, yeah!" my thoughts, as a form of my attention. Mother replied with an eye sign. I don't know, I don't want to talk to me much. But I tried to improve my attitude to Mom even though it had not been in Mom's heart.

I'm back upstairs. Before entering the room, I momentarily entered the room. Apparently, Bi Ijah was already there and preparing Sya for a bath. He was awake and still lazy. I approached and took her hand.

"Wake, Honey! It's time to take a shower, Bi Ijah has prepared the water and school clothes, Sya," I said. He rubbed his eyes, probably still sleepy.

"Ok, Yes. Shower first is the same Bi Ijah. Later we have breakfast together," I said as I let go of Sya's hand. He did not reply, he got up and headed for the bathroom.

"Good boy" I said as I exited Sya's room towards my room.

In the room, I sat for a moment in bed remembering the incident earlier when Mas Eagle prepared his equipment out of the city. Feelings of sadness and guilt instantly reappear. I pondered, regretting our quarrel that had been passed.

To kill the boredom, I went to the balcony. Just there, the smell of cigarettes immediately smelled into my nose. So I feel dizzy and nauseous. Before returning to the room, I researched how many cigarettes Mas Eagle had spent. I was quite astonished, apparently Mas Elang in about three hours, able to spend 16 white cigarettes.

I immediately returned to the room, and closed the balcony door tightly. In a hurry to the bathroom to finish my nausea. All I put out until out the yellow liquid that tastes bitter. My body went limp, and my energy ran out.

I immediately came out of the bathroom with my hands touching the wall, this incident I had experienced when Mas Eagle smoked in his study. At that time I wanted to deliver ice cream, but my head was immediately dizzy and my stomach was nauseous. If you remember that, I became afraid of being treated again like back then, let alone Mas Eagle does not exist. I need to be strong and get back to being healthy. I was forced to contact Bi Narti to bring me a warm ginger tea and a snack for my empty stomach, before Sya came and found me in a drowning state.

Five minutes later Bi Narti came to bring me his own warm ginger tea and fried food. Fried corn parchment with gehu. So remember my late mother's cooking first. If Sunday when we gather, always make your own fried foods at home, such as bala-bala (bakwan), and gehu. Sambal sambal *goang*, which is a simple sauce whose ingredients are only chilli, garlic, equally kencur. All raw materials are directly kneaded and eaten directly. Simple but delicious.

Bi Narti knows exactly what I like. ART, but like family. Here, even though I'm away with my father and Nadly, especially my late mother. But Bi Narti and Bi Ijah felt like caring mothers.

"Used Non, this seems suitable for Non Nada. If you do not want to eat rice, try wheat flour mixed with corn alias corn skewer same gehu, plus sambelnya goang, steady Non. Segerrrr," said Bi Narti trying to provoke, so that I eat fried food with the sauce, even though I was pregnant young.

"Bi Narti, can I eat sambel when pregnant young?" my wonder.

"It's okay, Non, as long as it's not too spicy. Rujak alone can be original do not pesesesan," said Bi Narti. Finally I ate fried food with chocolate sambel goang which I really like.

True, it feels fresh and my empty stomach because of the nausea earlier, now filled again and it feels full, plus the refreshing warm ginger tea water, it feels nausea that I feel immediately disappear.

"Together, Non."

"Bi Narti, can I ask you a favor, can't I?" many doubt.

"What, Non? Why wear everything for help? Whatever the task of Non Nada, is part of the job of aunty," said Bi Narti eagerly.

"That, Bi, on the balcony of many cigarette butts used by Mas Eagle smoking, I ask for help cleaning. I was there until I was nauseous and dizzy with my head" I said, ending the complaint.

"Ohhhh, that, Non. Yes, Non immediately aunty clean up. Non Tone just calm down, the smell of cigarettes later aunty eliminate."

"Thank you, yeah, Bi," I said. Bi Narti immediately acted on the task I gave.

Not long after that, Sya suddenly came and took me downstairs for breakfast. "Bundaaa, come on, let's have breakfast. Pah, come on, Pah, let's have breakfast!" take him while yelling to find Mas Eagle.

For a moment I became confused as to what to answer to Sya about her Papa. Mas Eagle said just talk as it is, Mas Eagle sure Sya will understand and not too sad because there is still me in this house. I finally tried to speak as is despite my misgivings.

"Yes, Papa doesn't exist. Papa was out of town, because there was an important job. So, Sya don't be sad, yes, there is still Mommy," I hope Sya understands.

"Why, Papa is not saying goodbye to Him," his protest was a little angry.

"So, yes, it's still bobo, so Papa pity if you have to wake up Sya," I said again. But he still scowled not to accept.

"Papa always did, never saying yes, if he went out of town" he protested again.

"Ohhhh," ringisku while holding a stomach that is sick and not pretending. Apparently the cramps in my stomach whack. The one who saw me feeling pity, he looked at me anxiously and approached me.

"Mother, why?" worried while holding my hand.

"Mother's stomach is sick, yes. Mother's stomach is cramped," I said still grimacing. He looked panicked and scared. Seeing Sya panic like that, I couldn't bear to.

"Yes, I'd better get down and have breakfast first. That way, the cramps in your stomach will heal," I said. And my stomach! slowly improving. I was panicked and scared to make me not see it.

"See, we're having breakfast, yeah. After all, Mother's stomach has now improved a little," I said still trying to persuade. He seemed to think and finally he wanted to have breakfast with me.

While we were having breakfast, suddenly in front of us came the sound of people saying their greetings.

"Assalamu'alaikum!" The sound of the bell is no stranger to me and Sya.

"Tante Marisaaaa!" pekik Sya while standing from her dining chair. And without us please first, Ms. Marisa has entered first. It would be nice for my heart to meet Ms. Marisa after a few months of not meeting.