AmiKas

initial reception

I'm trying

Start with sincerity

Learn to look at yourself

I should be able to.

This was the beginning I received

Although healed I still hope

Because it's still what I want

To be able to return as before.

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Amis

"mother!"

I called my mother, because the sound of the horn of the raka car had been heard and I did not know where to go in not seeing anything.

"why son?"

Mother sounded hurried in taking a breath because she had to run up to me. I was crying to hear my mother who seemed tired

"mother cape huh?"

I asked him with great self-excuse

"mother didn't cape at all"

"mother lied! I know that mom cape, I can feel"

"yes, I want a cape mom, but you must be more cape, right?"

I nodded my head and began to drop tears, mother rubbed my tears

"mom won't make you feel lonely, son"

"but I'm.."

Mother wiped my mouth with her index finger

"but mother loves you"

I immediately asked my mother for a hug, and she took my hug. Mom rubbed my back

"no parent wants their child to be in pain"

I just nodded my head. Mom let go of her embrace

"oh yeah, there's a seat from Raka's mother, sarah's mother"

Mom put it in my hand. I fumbled about what Sarah gave me

"this is what mom?"

"that's the stick for you for two weeks"

I smiled "tell sarah, thank you"

"my mom told me son, a lot of people love you"

I just nodded my head.

"well, I'll learn by myself with a stick, so that mom can rest yeah"

"yes" mother kissed my forehead.

"mother prepare dinner for you huh"

I nodded my head. The sound of the mother's footsteps began to sound and then disappeared, it means that she has gone to the kitchen. Now it's just me and Sarah's scepter. I started to try it alone, without anyone's help. Every now and then I fall down, hit the door, and get confused about where I am but, after I feel the thing, I know where I am.

...

It has been heard four times in this day, it means that now it is in Maghrib time. My hand immediately looked for the stick that was beside me. I stepped with a stick to the bathroom to take ablution and prayed with determination facing the qibla.

"ami, let's eat. Dad's already there"

I immediately ended my relationship with God. My feet were directly led with sticks to the dining room

"eh beautiful father's son, here we want to eat well"

I sat down in the chair I found.

"i've made your favorite porridge"

"let me eat myself ma'am"

"sure?"

"please mom"

I ate with my own hands without looking at it at all. Sometimes I get the wrong spoon. But I'm not desperate. Inadvertently heard the sound of sobs

"who's crying mom, dad?"

"no, no one's crying, son. Continue eating"

Mother replied meaningfully, it seems like a crying father. I immediately continued eating

"who's the stick from, son? It's pretty"

He asked me while I was chewing my food. I finished the food that was still in my mouth

"oh that's from sarah ya ma'am"

"yes" the mother helped answer in a spirited tone. I smiled at my mom and dad.

"assalamu'alaikum"

"that's who?" father asked

"let the mother open the door" the mother replied with a welcome

"don't ma'am, it's raka. I know her voice"

"are you sure, son?"

"yes"

At that very instant, the universe's lightning just sounded, it seemed like the sky wanted a manic

"are you sure, son? It's gonna rain outside" Dad asked to make sure I

"i'm sure yeah, let it go"

The rain fell to the earth. There was worry for the raka outside, but I didn't want to make her sadder to see me

"amigea, please think carefully. Outside the rain"

Mom asked me to think about my decision

"let him go home mom. I don't want to see him"

'forgive me raka' My heart murmured to itself, may raka hear my heart

...

Rabbet

"assalamu'alaikum"

I said my greetings to the family, my hands knocking on the closed door. There was no sound of feet stepping. Suddenly there was a thunderbolt telling the universe to cry, a strong wind was blowing the breath of the universe. I hugged myself. I stared at the window that was still shining. Maybe they are asleep?.

Just now my leg's about to flip the body over to the car. The door opened, it turned out to be Arsyi's mother.

"eh, the dawn"

I kissed his hand. And smile

"is she still awake, mom?"

"oh aminya is asleep"

"good, raka just wants to give ami's favorite only mom"

I gave it to arsyi's mother.

"greetings to ami ya ma'am"

"yes, son, definitely"

"in that case, raka went home ma'am. Tell him to eat now while it's still warm and then sleep and we meet in the dream only"

"forgive mom"

"yes, mom, I understand. Assalamu'alaikum"

"wa'alaikumsalam. Careful son"

I immediately ran to the car because the rain was falling. Before leaving, I honked. I hope you like me, maybe this is our last meeting"

...

Amis

"It's from raka"

Mom put something on the table. I kept quiet asking nothing

"mother bribe yes. Said raka eat while warm, after this sleep and then meet raka in the dream"

I smiled at what my mother told me

"serious mother, son, this is the mandate of raka loh"

"yes my mother"

Mother immediately feed the food of raka. I eat it, this sweet martabak stove taste. I ate with a smile of my own. Memories created behind the sense of the stove just rotated. I remember the first time I met Raka at the cafe. I remember, and I want it to happen again.

"yey abis yes from raka"

Mom teases me, I smile shyly.

"i want to sleep, Mom"

"that's right, the word raka also goes straight to sleep"

"what the hell is mom"

I snorted in an annoyed tone but still smiled shyly

"already, already. I'll take you to the room, son. It's dad's turn again"

Mom laughs. I laughed, and soon Dad laughed

"what the hell are we after mom, dad?"

"you" mom and dad reply simultaneously

"ah wicked. I'll just come here myself"

"yasah" again mother and father answered together and laughed. I smiled when I heard them laughing again after I was blind. I immediately grasped the stick and set foot into the room to sleep and met raka in a dream.

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