Aara is Not Lara
•the Beggar's
...THE WARNING!!...
...SOME SCENES ARE INAPPROPRIATE TO REPLICATE!!...
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Flashback.
"We're going for a walk. Come on on get in the car aunt the rest to the car om Arya!! The ones the kids put in the middle are Om!! Spoonfuls.. It's a rush this afternoon." Aunt Bianca yelled loudly in Grandpa Baren's courtyard. Aunt Bianca is the older sister of Mama Lauritz, the second child after Om Alex.
That day the extended family of children and the daughters-in-law of Grandpa Baren and Grandma Asmirah plan to vacation to Villa in Kota S from K City which is about 3 hours. However, not for little Ara and Mama Lauritz.
"Ma.. Ara can come?" Moving from Mama Lauritz's lap, Ara stared at the twinkle of the plea.
"I'm sorry, honey.. If Ara leaves, no one will take care of Grandpa's house. What if there is a vane? Kasian grandpa equals grandma later." Lied to!! Obviously it was just a lie. Heartbroken eyes full of regret Mama Lauritz is not able to fool the little Ara who knows her Mama is lying.
Grandpa Baren's 3-story mansion on 1200 square meters of land has 5 guards at each time that take turns from day and night. Not to mention the 3 housekeepers who lived in the house.
"And there is Mbak Lita, Mbak Ina, Mbah Jumi, the same if the night ever fitting Ara home alone see Om Sugeng the same Om Supri home flashlights he said guard the house, Mama. Remind Ma that Om Sugeng takes Ara home?" There was no reply from Mama Lauritz, only a small memory that appeared triggered his anger.
Ara does like to her grandfather's house, Ara is often given pocket money, only money is no talk let alone affection. Though if the adults want to know Ara just want to be pampered other than by Mama and Papa, just like Ega who is always invited to laugh.
Once Ara came home alone from Grandpa Baren's house. At that time to Mama Lauritz, Ara asked permission to sleep with Ega at Grandpa Baren's house. Ara was sad for a long time not to sleep alone with her beloved older brother. However, when the bedtime arrived everything went to leave Ara little outside the house, precisely in the garden next to the house.
There was no crying from Ara, although still a child he knew enough to choose to go home. Maybe her family forgot that Ara was still outside, so Ara thought.
That's when Ara, a 4-year-old child, had to walk alone in the moonlight covered in night fog. Of course it makes disappointed and angry Mama Lauritz to his family.
The second incident was when Mama Lauritz had to go to the Port in the City to pick up Papa Yudith. It just so happened that Papa Yudith had just returned home from work after half a year.
Ara's condition was suddenly sick and could not be taken a long trip to make Mama Lauritz finally leave Ara to his family, of course at the home of his parents. However, again when Mama Lauritz and Papa Yudith will arrive from a distance to see Sugeng the security guard and Ara is on foot to go home. It turned out that Ara was left alone outside the house.
"Why? Want to come along?" Aunty Laura asked sarcastically, "Don't come along. Take care of the house. It's so fitting to sit by the door like that."
"Never eaten an orange, right? Here, eat!!" Aunty Laura continued while releasing the orange from the hand with a slight throw, a mocking grin printed clearly on her face.
"Your path is Laura. I'm your Ma'am. There's a little boy here too. Give me a good example!!" Mama Lauritz said in a heavy voice.
"Well it's the same as equals. The poor are confused. Divorce your poor husband. Shame on family." The rising voice of Aunt Bianca was no less cynical insinuating Mama Lauritz.
"Yamaa.." Whining Ara to Mama Lauritz with a soft voice vibrating mixed with sobs restrained.
"Dear, it's okay. Aunt Bianca same aunt Laura sore neck so must scream talking. Sorry, my dear. Son Mom pinter.cup, cup, cup, son. Oh, yes, dear." Clutching her only daughter tightly, Mama Lauritz stared intently at her two brothers who had passed away leaving her with their families in the car and left.
"Huaa.. Huooh.. Huo.. Hix.. Aa-ala bu-kan o-lang da-hat.. Huo.. Huo.. Hu.. Hix.. Ala doesn't want that jeyuk.. Hicks.." Fiercely Ara asked on his cry.
Not without reason statements like that Ara said, after Ara in the neighborhood there was once a person who was pelted rotten eggs to stale vegetables because it was not good. For Ara of course not good means evil, and he does not want to be called evil by being given oranges improperly.
'The evil they dear.' Mama Lauritz's forced smile gave to little Ara.
Mama Lauritz was already teary-eyed, her chest hurt like a prick. Little Ara is innocent, she doesn't know about adult problems. And for Papa Yudith, Mama Lauritz really felt guilty.
In order to cover the disgrace of pregnant out of wedlock Aunt Laura who was then only known at the time of childbirth at the age of just 16 years made Mama Lauritz and Papa Yudith married to recognize Ega as a biological child. Even though Mama Lauritz was named as *****, she remained patient, her thoughts were all for the sake of her family and her sister's future.
Off Flashback.
......We're going for a walk......
......Don't come......
......Here's eat......
......Shy family......
......I'm not a beggar......
......Fucking people......
......I killed you......
......Die......
......Die......
......Just die, all of you......
"DEAD, ALL OF YOU!!! HUH! HUH! HUH!" Sweat drenched throughout Ara's body, she awoke from her past nightmares with various voices in her head.
"Aragh!! DAMN IT!!" Condemning the ceiling of the blue sea room.
'Why do I have to have nightmares again!??' Ara rubbed her puffed face, her head throbbing pain.
Getting down from the bed to pick up the blanket that was already lying on the floor, Ara sat down next to her mattress. Ara's hand grabbed the black box under her bed. Several white tablets and 2 white bottles filled the black box. In the opening of Ara one of the bottles contained a small round pill, he swallowed 1 pill without water.
The throbbing in Ara's head still did not subside until droplets of red viscous liquid flowed from between the wounds of Ara's left arm, as if treating the pain in her head Ara smiled blankly. The folding knife on the nightstand beside Ara's bed turned out to have been changed in her right hand with blood spots on the tip of the knife.
Glancing at the glance on her left arm, Ara smiled back. His head was still throbbing. Ara once wanted to strangle her neck to break so that her head does not hurt anymore. But this is still not the time for Ara to do.
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