Almira's Regret

A Photo

A ministry officer approached Fahmi and said breakfast was ready. He lifted his daughter's body and turned to Mira for a moment. "Let's have breakfast."

As the head of the household, Fahmi sat in the main seat. Shafa his daughter sat on the left, Adelia on the right and Adelia next to him Mira sat down.

"Breakfast in our house is just like this. Sorry if it doesn't match the tongue, Dek Mira," Fahmi said before having a prayer.

In my house it's even worse than this. Fine dining is nothing to taste without the warmth of family.

"I'm not a picky eater. You can eat alhamdulilah.

After leading the prayer Fahmi invited his guests to eat. Mira takes food that is in case something with her taste. The effect of getting pregnant at a young age is not easy but she is trying to appreciate the host. Just a few mouthfuls of Mira's stomach had already revolted, desperately he held back from spewing out the food that had just entered. The more detained the more tortured even make his eyes water. Can't stand the mira running towards the bathroom anymore.

Adelia caught up with Mira. Mira cursed herself in the bathroom. "This is the result of your own stupidity, Mira. Do it now, so be a woman don't be a fool." He shakes his own head.

"Sister" cried Adel from outside. "Are Mira all right? Open the door, brother."

Adel was surprised when the door opened to see Mira with a puffy face and hair that seemed to run out on the jambak. "What's wrong?" adel asked again while hugging Mira. Moments of crying Mira spilled in Adel's arms. "Don't want to tell me the same story? Who knows can reduce tightness in the chest." Adel who was one year under Mira looks so wise at a young age. Once again Mira compared the upbringing of her parents.

Fahmi requests a ministry following Adelia and Mira. Soon Mira and her sister returned. Fahmi turned his head for a while and said, "Dek Mira can ask for food that would fit the tongue."

"Sorry for interrupting your breakfast, sir. I can break permission?"

Fahmi nodded, letting Mira into the room she had been in since last night.

"Deck, Mas's got a scheduled surgery this morning. I was going to talk to Dek Mira. But seeing his unhealthy condition does not seem possible. I'll talk after the job is done."

"Mas I don't understand what I mean. What she clearly said."

Fahmi chuckled, he gulped down a glass of water with a pause of three gulps. "Say he wants a psychologist but you don't know what I mean."

"Mas is a different context. I don't know how I can understand."

"When the words are clear enough. I'm asking you to hold Dek Mira here."

"Mas wants to marry Brother Mira," cut Adel.

"Wait a minute and I haven't finished talking yet. You want to be a psychologist, right?" The one asked nodded, "train patience from now on. Dek Mira is like a person who is carrying a burden, it could be if he came out of this house even something happened to him, ..."

"Cieeeee," Adelia teased her sister's speech.

"Listen first, Deck. People who experience mental stress may think badly. We who realize something is wrong with him certainly kits must help him find a solution. Understood?"

"Eyeah, I want to say that brother Mira is still here until he comes home to see his beautiful face. That right?" Adelia only asked but her expression was like she was teasing her brother. "Have said it's like that."

"Yes, it's up to you." Fahmi glanced at the clock, it was time for him to leave. "Father work first yes, play with aunt Adel but must be a sweet child yes," Fahmi's message to Syafa. His son nodded as if he understood. Then he kissed the back of the father's hand in return for a kiss only on the forehead and a gentle swab on the head. Adelia did the same.

"Oh yes if the nausea Dek Mira because stomach acid can take the drug in the practice room yes!"

"Lumayan."

"Would you eat what the waiter will prepare. It's not good if it hurts again but there is no intake of nutrients for the body."

"It'll be good on its own, Dek."

"Looks like our age isn't much different, brother?"

"What age are you?

"I'm seventeen, still in the eleventh grade."

Ah listen about Mira's school so miss Ema and Gina. He smiled faintly to remember the longing. Though they had just been separated a few days since the semester break but it seemed like they would split early after this.

"Sister?" Adelia touched Mira's hand. "Cock daydreaming? If Brother Mira needs a friend to listen to the complaints that Kak Mira feels, I'm ready to be a listener for Kak Mira."

"It's hard to start the story, Deck"

"How is Mira's feeling now?"

"I don't know, everything feels mixed into one. Angry, lonely, resentful, regret all become one." Mira touches her stomach and Adelia understands Mira's intentions there. What else saw the nauseous Mira.

"No need to regret it, brother. He was present as a reminder that Brother Mira is closer to Allah. Maybe that's how God wants to meet Mira."

Mira cried remembering what she had done that day. He finally told me about his boredom. Adelia listened well to everything Mira said. The girl really being a listener does not denounce Mira's words nor does she judge what Mira has done.

Adelia felt sorry for the woman beside her. Ah you he's already a psychologist maybe he'll understand how to calm him down.

Mira shrinks her tears as well as her snot, "sorry Ya Dek."

"Father, Brother. Are you feeling relieved?"

"Slightly improved."

"Sir Mira is one level in me. Follow me to learn yuk. I have the most difficult subjects I understand. Who knows if Mira can help."

Mira agrees but she remembers that her goal is to find Dion. "Daddy, I gotta go. I have to find that man."

"Forgot a problem first, Brother Mira. Enjoy a time that may not happen again. Let Kak Mira's heart and mind to rest from the kind of burden that mounts. Now accompany me yes. Please."

Adel takes Mira to his room while thanking her about school and Fahmi's protective attitude. "I'm often the same as Fahmi. I was not given violence like most of my friends. Go with friends until contacted. Upset no?"

Mira laughed softly, she sat down while Adelia picked up the book. As she stared at the photo above the nightstand Mira felt familiar with one of the faces in the photo.

This it?