ANELIC

Chapter 9

Anelis insisted on closing her room. After spending a meal from his mother, he still did not want to chat more. Anelis cools himself fiddling with his cell phone and leptop. Repeatedly seeing the incoming messages, hoping Rajasa tells her the extent of her work. Maybe her husband is busy, or maybe the client this time is really important. Until Rajasa never got to tell. Anelis allowed herself to re-dissolve in writing for the sake of writing on a personal blog. He focused on improving the look of his blog. Andara knocked on the door. Trying to attract attention to her brother again. Far away come to Jakarta, pity if his mother does not get attention.

"Mbak..what's up?" ask Andara from behind the door. "I can go in, Ma'am" he added.

Anelis straightened up, unlocked it and then let Andara in. He kept looking out the door, looking for the figure of the woman he called Mother.

"Mad's soybean mother, another break in the room. Why so anti-mom. Ma'am doesn't know the real story, so Ma'am so," said Andara. He shuffled to Anelis' bed.

The little girl who became a grown woman. Even the maturity of thinking is much better than Anelis. Andara breaks her body, opens the phone. Seeing her brother who did not want to be bothered Andara was ashamed of herself. But there's no chance to talk anymore. When else if not today.

"Sir, let me go to college. I want to come with Mom to Java Mbak. College there. Couldn't she be?" You open the chat, while still playing the phone.

What an outrageous Anelis. So busy taking care of himself he forgot if his sweet sister who used to be so spoiled soon will go to college. He did not even remember that his sister had taken the national exam. The days are obviously free and can be to and fro. Rajasa asks Andara to come. Sesal appeared in Anelis's heart. For a moment he did not reach his heart if he let his brother talk to himself.

"So Father?" tanyakanya. Anelis always thought of her father. Whatever the family problem he is concerned with. Including his happiness issues.

"Mbak, who wants to go to Andara. You can't think of Father. What do you continue," replied Andara annoyed.

"Loh who chargesin Mbak is Mr. Ra, who takes care of your High School also Mr. Who should we thank again if not you?" ask Anelis. This time he let her die.

Andara is self-occupied. Staring straight at his blood brother. "Mbak, males know that Mbak already mbahas Bapak. Rich radio bodol repeated his story. The father is not as good as you know. She never tried to do it with me or Mom. Or at least ask our opinion. The only thing in your head is, Father. Sired. Sired. Yes, I am always full of myself. Selfish." Andara raised her voice. "the house is talking to Ma'am." he added again. He chose to leave his brother. Lazy talking to people who are not connected to the frequency.

Anelis. His sister's words made him growled. Really, he refused to deal with his family again. It's always like that. Everyone thinks themselves wrong. Makes it seem like they are not good at understanding the situation. He is the eldest son who is clearly relied upon in family affairs, but in fact he failed. He could only watch his mother split up. But long before that, wasn't there a story? Everything has been through various options. Until his two parents choose divorce is definitely not his absolute fault. Just because he did not come home soon, fulfilling the message from his sister then all became his responsibility. Anelis carved out a smile on her lips, as well as letting her tears flow. In that quiet apartment, even though the three of them had no laughter. The three women decided to be busy with their own thoughts. Dive deeper into their own hearts.

Anelis remained shut. Until the perfect twilight greeted he remained unmoved. His mother, who had prepared an additional menu could only resign. Moreover, the second daughter also did not want to seduce her brother. Anelis also does not seem to do his routine as a servant. In his heart, his mother remained prejudiced. Must be Anelis praying in the room. He was afraid that Anelis would leave his duty because of many problems. After her marriage, Rajasa also told her that Anelis changed. The woman brushed off her bad thoughts. Until a perfect night looms, there is still no sign of Anelis' footsteps. Andara and her mother decided to spend dinner together. Letting the sound of spoons and plates collide without adding to the conversation. They eat in silence.

The moon is preparing for the contest. Staking out the night so quietly. Even if the moon has no light, it still tries to illuminate, by reflecting light from its true owner. He never forced it into a hot sun that could warm the universe. He was quite the moon, which every night accompanied his daughter's sleep. Anelis used to sing that song. Songs Gave Moon Bu at Festival Tembang kopak, when he was third grade Elementary. Still so fresh his memory of his son's love for the song. He carries on the stage action of the Anelis in the photo. Tighten him. Now he can only be silent. Looking at the moonlight from the curtain of the middle room of his daughter's apartment. When will he remain silent? until when he let his baby live in misunderstanding. His tears were pouring out, and he held back.

Anelis opened the door. There was one thing he was less prepared for. Not taking enough water. Every night he sleeps at night. Even if he is asleep, he will still wake up at two in the morning. He saw the figure of a beautiful woman who had already idled her veil. Her hair is long, jet black. At first glance will know a lot, his jet hair decreased from the woman. His mother who he used to idolize. A multitalented mother who has always been the reference to develop. Her mother is good at sports, Anelis tries sports lessons too. Her mother is good at singing, Anelis is doing singing exercises. The same is clearly his intelligence in the literary world. Untaught, Anelis had inherited. Anelis ignored the woman. Keep taking water to the kitchen. Only when his steps were about to return to the room did his mother hold him back.

Anelis. Why should that song be a question. Yep. He loved the song to bring the moon. That song, that song with her mom. Their closeness is so felt. "Ne, let me talk. Please, listen to everyone tonight. I promise, after I tell you everything, I won't call you again. If necessary Ane can assume mother is dead," he said asking. He wanted his son to know everything.

Anelis is hooked, no problem listening tonight. Tomorrow he does not need to be preoccupied with his mother's affairs anymore. Anelis chose to sit in a chair. The moonlight illuminated her mother's face. Exactly when Anelis kecik first. His mother always greeted him first. The beautiful woman approached. Sit next to Anelis. I want to hug her, or hold her hand. But he knows himself, not greedy. Just sitting together makes you happy.

"Ne, dear Anelis. Life is sometimes uncertain. Today we are happy, laughing, tomorrow we may get hurt. Or vice-versa. Since separating from my father, I have chosen to marry again. With the old man saying you deserve to be Mom's Dad," the beautiful woman smiled. Remembering his daughter's anger first. "Although that's the case, it turns out that Mom got a good thing. It was evident today that my mother was veiled. Dress according to the Sharia. But Ne, his name is human life we never know. You know Ne, today I am a widow again. Mother was no longer the old man's wife" She smiled her smile. "Father, Andara, and you're right. You chose the wrong move. Mother seemed to agree with everyone said, if the mother's eyes duitan. But God is also right. Mother was met with him as a way of mother's kindness. After five months we were with God calling him" said Mother Anelis softly.

Anelis never knew that story. He closed his communication meeting with his mother. But hearing the man he had given the oath of serapah died, made him pity. Keep going all this time how his mother's life. Anelis eyes stringing question.

"Mom's fine. There I opened the business. More precisely continue the business of your ex-husband. What I want to explain is, even if I do not remarry, or if there is no incident that makes Ara send a message to you, I will still leave Father. Mother is no longer strong with all the treatment of the Father," The woman paused. Waiting for Anelis to digest her sentence. Anelis who is still shocked by her mother's story is just silent.

"You remember, it was a time when his father failed. You know what you're doing? Sorry tonight I'm opening up our old story again. You hit the glass closet, right? even until we change it five times still hit. Letting his blood splatter on the floor. At that time, I was holding Andara who was a toddler. You've been in SD if it's not wrong. And you continue to swallow his blood. All because of what? Because I asked her why her efforts failed again," the woman held tight. Letting the story reopen. "The most Mother does not accept if it involves Mbah Putri Ne. It was fasting month, I don't know what the problem is your father's emotions. Flipping the dining table there has presented various menus open. Finally you're the same Mother picked it up with tears." He sighed. Letting her tears out. "That's just the incident you saw Ne, beyond that there are still many. Twenty years Mother accompanied the Father, not once Mother loved. I just crochet the wound, then hoard it. When the mother's heart could not hold anymore, everything spilled. Mommy hatap. My mother chose to end. And I understand that makes Ane too Andara hurt. But I know this is the best, I can't keep pushing myself," now her tears abound. Plus the tears of Anelis who did agree with her mother. His father was very hard and firm. He also witnessed several incidents of domestic violence. Even though only the items he damaged were still forms of violence.

"Sorry Mother Ne, I'm sorry. But I beg you. Don't sacrifice your home. Don't you let Rajasa hold on for so long. Right now, Rajasa does love you Ne, he is sincere. Just like Mom twenty knew then. But the name of the feeling remains tired if not nurtured together. I'm afraid Ne, you're traumatized. You choose to lock yourself in and feel like this is all your fault. As alleged by his father, his family. But really Ne, it's not because of Ane. It's all Mom's absolute choice. And in the slightest Mother never left you. I always try to contact you, it's just that you forbid. He threatened many things. For that, I prefer to go. Being the one you hate," his hand grabbed Anelis's hand. Now his heart was relieved, no longer holding back the tightness for so long.

"You deserve to be happy, Ne. You deserve all of that. Ikhlaskan Father, Mother and Andara. Pick up your happiness with Rajasa. Let us be the frame of the family we used to be together. Although today we can't one frame, we are still Ne's family. We can be happy with each portion of us. Please Ne, let go of all. Dear Mother's son" the beautiful woman grew sobbing. His heart was so torn.

Anelis who never knew the story of her mother shed tears. Shadow of the Father, Mbah Putri is also another family who used to ask Anelis to hate her mother more and more real. Anelis blamed herself. He hated his stupidity. Anelis was manic, making a loud noise. He was screaming hysterically.

"Why didn't you say?! Why did you let Anelis misunderstand me buk?!" his tanya slashed sembilu.

His mother was silent, trying to grab his son's arm. Wanted to hug her. Anelis thrashed, at the edge of his mother's embrace.

"Buk-i-bukkkkk!!! I-I-I-a-pa Mother of Anelis begi- ni HAH!!!!" sentences choked. Anelis shrieked in tears. She was so lara.

Andara who from behind the door has been crying out. The body of her brother. As much as possible to calm. Don't let her sister be a little dipper, like the day before the wedding. Anelis cannot lose consciousness.

"Sir, calm Ma'am, Istighfar. There I am the same Ibuk. Mbak...calm down," said Andara softly. Andara rubbed her brother's back. Letting her brother's cry subside. With tears in her eyes, Andara looked at her mother. Asking women with the world's largest sea of love to embrace them. Tonight three women with jet-black hair shed all flavor. Irrigate their dry hearts with tears. Better to cry than laugh. Because crying can break sins.