At the End of My Tired!

LXXXVIII

"Bi, what to cook for lunch." After finishing musing that drained her energy and tears, Sarah finally came out of the room.

"Fried chicken ma'am, want to be on the floor, plaina just don't use flour. Same mustard stir-fry mixed with carrots as young corn. Mbok Darmi also want to make vegetable lodeh, fried eggplant same tempe-know.. Want something added, ma'am?" The middle-aged woman was friendly.

"No, that's it, mommy and papa where's bi? Kalla same Kavin follow brother same tetehnya ya bi, deserted so much house." Asked the woman again, the house really felt lonely. Makes his gray heart even more gray.

"Yes mom, come along. The ladies and gentlemen are in the back, chilling again. Brother said lunch later at home, so ask me fried chicken geprek only. Fish is in the fridge, there is tilapia that mom bought yesterday, there is also nettles brought the same kang ujang this morning. The fishing results in the river he said." Obviously bi Surti is long times wide.

"There's acne, long time no eating. Fried aja bi, Head is souped, pack Carrot dikit ya bi. I'm going to go back first." After finishing giving the ART direction, Sarah walked towards the back garden.

"Ma-w." Sarah greeted her in-laws and foster father. Sarah's been used to calling papa to her father, ever since she married Reegan.

"Sarah, here son. Sitting here. You are fine, don't think too much of anything yourself. If you don't want to share with Reegan, there's papa, there's mama too. Share what is a burden on your mind. It's not good if you keep everything to yourself."

The father's advice made Sarah's eyes teary, since giving birth to Killa, many things changed on her. Especially in his heart, there was a feeling that always stuck, when dealing with his youngest daughter. Not to mention the tantrum and arbitrary attitude of the child, often makes little heart Sarah sad and sick.

"Sarah it's okay pa, don't think, Sarah's good. Sarah's just a little cape, so grumble in her old room." Sarah chuckles at both middle-aged. It's always Sarah's way, she doesn't want to make anyone else burdened for thinking about her.

"Killa is different itself, at the time of birth mama was not sure if Killa was the granddaughter of the mother. But what else, the only thing that happened to be you that night." The middle-aged woman paused for a moment.

He knew Sarah had done a lot, to be able to control the attitude of the youngest child. But the boy, it seemed like it was indeed very different from his four brothers. Often rampaging does not know the place and time, even Sarah once pushed until rolled from the stairs. Fortunately, it did not return to paralyze him.

"Wouldn't we take Killa to a child psychologist, son.? I'm just worried that his nature will carry over into adulthood. It's not good for himself nor for anyone else." Said the father.

He was only worried, if it was left as it continued, his stiffness even more became. Often Mr. Adnan heard, Killa rebuked Keyra with inappropriate words, to be spoken by children his age.

Destroying her brother's belongings, locking him in the bathroom, pushing him to fall and many more bad behavior of his youngest grandson.

"Later Sarah rebukan the same father used to reward, like her we do need expert help in this field. Sarah was almost the same boy. And we treated him, just like we treated his brothers, when they were little. There's nothing different. I don't know what's wrong with my upbringing." Sarah said in a hoarse voice, only in front of the two Sarah could be as open as that about what she felt.

She was too proud to burden her husband, with all her grievances. It's enough work that her husband thinks, lest he add it again. It doesn't feel fair. Only the matter of the child, until it must always complain to the husband.

"Yes son, if you feel bad to say it, let's just say it. Reegan also had to know, what faced his wife every day, not just sit still and rule. Do not always feel bad, there are times when we have to reinforce the situation. For others to understand, that your tiredness is also valuable and needs to be appreciated." Said the father firmly.

His heart always hurts, when he sees his daughter keeps all her anxiety and pain alone. Maybe for people out there, too much if the matter of attitude of the child to have to involve the whole family. But for him, it's important. Bonds are intertwined more because of the familiarity and sense of habit, and the comfort created by togetherness.

Togetherness requires quality, not quantity. Unfortunately, togetherness becomes each, because of the busyness that dominates each individual.