A DEEP WOUND

Dinner Together.

"You can't go anywhere. If Mom says no! yes, no," Mother replied to me after begging to be allowed to go with Salsa.

This time, Mom really didn't allow me to go out. So worried is he. I don't know if my head feels like mumet just stay home. In fact, this is the second week I'm recovering from illness.

If Salsa came here with her brother I'd say. That it is not allowed to go.

Not long after, a few minutes. When I sat down daydreaming because I wasn't allowed to leave. The car stopped in front of my house.

A beautiful girl in a white hooded came down from the car. Who else if not my best friend Salsa. It also turned out to come. After I thought about it, he lived a long life.

"Assalamu'alaikum" said Salsa, smiling at me.

I also returned the big smile of my best friend while answering his greetings. "Wa'alaikumsalam warahmatullahi wabarokatuh," I woke up from my seat.

"Kok antum alone?" ask Salsa to me. Also seen Riko walked after Salsa.

"Yes. There is no peace, so sit alone" I replied again. "Oh, yeah, come sit down first. Riko's brother is here."

I allowed my friend and his brother to sit down. Because there's a chair outside. I let them sit. Even with a simple chair. Understandably, I am from a family that does not exist. So, just what is.

No matter what Salsa and her brother say. They come here often too. I am not ashamed of this kind of situation.

"You wait here first, yes," I said, who was about to leave for the kitchen.

"Where are you going, Da?" salsa asked to prevent my move.

"It will ..."

"Not to bother. We're gonna go."

I put on a gloomy face and sat back near Salsa. "Ana asked Mom for permission. But ... Still, I don't give you out" I whispered.

"Loh, why?"

"Not knowing either. Mom said Ana was healed. So, it is forbidden to go anywhere. Ana can't go the same antum, Sa."

"Yeah ..." Salsa was silent to see me. Maybe he was disappointed. Because he's tired of coming here with his brother to pick me up.

"Kok antum didn't say it was malem. Sms or call ana?" salsa asked, wrinkling her brows looking at me.

"Sorry, Sa. Ana no pulse for hyputin antum." I paused for a moment thinking about what to do.

I know, Salsa must have been disappointed that I couldn't go with her. When we both fell silent. Suddenly Mother came out to bring drinks for Salsa and her sister.

"Ayokk .. at first drink the tea." Mother invited Salsa and Riko to drink her tea. "Comm ... Actually, I want to let Manda go. But ... Because she's only healed, it's hard for me to let her out first."

"Mothers. It's okay, Buk. Salsa understands. I also know, I love Manda. He's just healed too. So, it's only natural that I'm worried."

I see clearly. Salsa answered Mom very subtly and understood my mother's attitude.

"Later if Manda was a bit quiet. God willing Mother will allow him to go with you, son."

"Hee, yes, Buk."

"In the drink first, Nak Kiro," said Mother greeting Riko who was only silent from earlier without saying a word.

"Kok Kiro, Buk?" I answered Mom while looking at her. "Name of Riko, Buk. Not Kiro!"

Riko's sister laughed a little to see me answer Mom by singing her mouth. My mother is a fucking asshole. Cook Riko jump to Kiro. It's a lot different. Maybe, because of the age factor so he forgot.

"Yes already, Deck. We'll just go both ways. Tomorrow we take Manda away." This time, Riko's words came out. I thought he would remain silent without a word.

From the moment he came he was silent. In fact, even though he often came here to pick up Salsa. I never saw him say anything. I don't know either. Is he a quiet man or what??

That one friend of mine hugged me. He was like a brother to me. He understood my situation and was always attentive. I don't know where I'm going to find such a kind and considerate friend like Salsa.

"Ana go home first. Assalamu'alaikum" said Salsa who will enter his car.

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"Manda," called Mom as I sat on a mat after I finished eating with her.

"Yes, Buk." I answered while taking care of the dirty dishes.

"Mom wants to say something to you."

"By the way, Buk?" I took off the plate I was going to clean behind.

"Do you still have any intention of going to college?" ask Mom to look at me.

"Emmm .. emmm .. ng, no, Buk."

"Why not?" ask my mother again. I lowered my head. Hiding my desires, behind my wishes. I hide the sadness.

 

I can't trouble Mom anymore. I had enough of the burden I had given him. Why did he suddenly ask about college?

 

"Manda. Cook that fast your desire to go to college is no longer there. Why, Son?"

"Nothing, Buk. Manda .. emmm if you can. Manda wants to work, Buk." I doubt I'll say this to Mom.

"Work?"

"Yes, Buk. Later, Manda tried to ask Salsa for help. Maybe, he can help you find a job in Mataram."

"Manda. You see Mom first! You just ducked, replied Mother."

I tried to look at Mom in a mediocre way. However, with an anxious face. "Sorry, Buk. I agree if Manda works later."

"No! I will never agree if you work. You're a kid, Da. I want you to go to college."

"But, Buk ... Manda doesn't want to bother Mom. College is expensive too! Where are you going to college??"

"Mother will pay you!" My mother's voice answered me a little loudly.

"Yet. Manda doesn't want to bother Mom. Where are you gonna find Manda's fees."

"Mom always worked hard. With no wages. Maybe, that's what gets you from where Mom will be able to charge you for school. Mother still has God, God willing, there will be a way if we really want to try."

"You know, Buk. But it's ..." My words stopped. I don't know what to say to my mother again.

"If your intention is really to go to college. God will love the way later, son." Mom got up and left me after she kept whistling so hard that I would go to college and not work.

Actually, I really want to go to college. But I feel sorry for Mom later. I was confused to have to tell him more so that he understood that I did not want to trouble him continuously.

 

And he still thinks of me as a child! Stayed in the cottage for two years. For me, twenty is no longer a child.