Bakoh Shoulder

Chapters 13. Persistent Confusion

Firmly sitting with his head throbbing feeling the dizziness that suddenly hit him. Not a headache but because he knew that Ayu was selling to help pay her debts. Is it as bad and at least that he became a parent until his eight-year-old son thought to come to work to pay off his debt?

'Yes Allah..Yes Rabb.. The servant does not ask You to remove or lighten the burden on the shoulders of the servant but, I beg you.. I beg you to strengthen this shoulder in order to remain strong in living what You have laid out for the servant..'

Fall those tears. Firmly could only duck as Ayu approached him.

"Mother why? Is it wrong, sir?" The question further sliced the heart. The lips were not even able to answer her son's light question.

"Sir.. What's wrong sir? Why father diem? It's money from Ju sir.. Let's put it here, sir," Ayu took the fifteen thousand from her long skirt pocket and put it on the table, right in front of Teguh.

"Yu.. Here's nduk.." Firmly hugging Ayu's small body. Ayu who did not understand why her father was crying so follow her with tears.

"Don't sell anymore. I don't have to make money to help you. That's Mr. Yu's business. Let the father work, your job is only to learn, the school is cool.. Yea?" Said Firmly with reddened eyes.

"Wish to be filial with your father.. Said the teacher, the heaven is under the soles of the feet of the mother sir.but, Ayu's mother is not there.. So Ayu wanted to be devoted to his father in order to get God's heaven.. Don't be sad anymore, sir.. Ayu is not okay to sell ice as fried with Bulek Ju.. Let's help you." Between his sobs, the boy's words made Teguh even more full.

'Grandpa.. You heard it was Deck.. We are that smart now. Let's be a child who always remembers his parents. Your body may be buried, but I'm sure in eternity you can definitely see how great our son is..'

In the silence of the night, Teguh rubbed Ayu's hair softly. After praying and working on PR, Ayu fell asleep on a long bench in front of the TV. TV that has lost its function is still a decoration there.

Firmly think of ways to earn more income so that he and his daughter escape the poverty that has been shackling them. Poverty often makes them the gossip of the neighbors. Teguh even knows very well how unhappy Vera, his mother Dinda to Ayu and especially to him.

The rickshaw in the corner of the room is also not much help right now. Rarely people in his village who want to ride a rickshaw as a means of transportation, the times have changed.. Now everyone has a private vehicle in their home. Not like before though a little but, there are only people who want to use his services.

'Is it really the way I should go? And what about Ayu.. Mother is already old and often complains of pain, if I leave Ayu to mother, it will instead be a burden for mother later. Ayu is independent, everything can be done alone but... Does Ayu want me to leave it to his mbah? O Allah.. Servant should what?'

He saw that innocent face, where maybe Teguh could leave Ayu to relatives or parents.. Ayu is not an item that can be tipped. Again Teguh berampai, if only Nur still exists... It's always like that.

His mind is at war between going to leave the child or stay in the hometown but with mediocre economic conditions. Make a meal today, search again tomorrow. Where he also has to pay a debt to Saodah's long-unpaid mother.

Slowly the eyes were closed, tired today closed with a thick night. Bringing every person asleep in the contest. Not a soft mattress, just a long bench that Teguh wear to lean his head. With the hope that the time to wake up tomorrow can be better than now.

He saw Vera sweeping his yard. Instantly Vera's gaze was thrown lazy as her eyes unintentionally stared at Teguh. It would be a mistake if Vera meets Teguh. The woman seemed to hold a deep grudge against this widower.

"Well, is all Yu?" Ask Ayu.

"Sorry sir.. (Already sir)." Ayu ran outside the house with a sling bag in her hand.

"Udah maem? Was it taken away? Don't forget to be wrapped in plastic first so as not to spill later." Be prepared to take Ayu to school.

"Other people are still sleeping and are going to school! Want to be a pigeon (waiter) there huh? Yes it is natural.. Go to ngontel! Kudu gasik let's not late! Ckck so sad." Syndir Vera while putting warm tea on his patio table when he saw Ayu and Teguh passing through his house.

"You have a problem what exactly is the same as me? Did I ever interrupt your life?" Finally, the voice. Vera stared intently at the reply from Teguh.

"Diiieh amit-amit I chat with it, can be metikan poor later iyuuuh. Far away huuush!" Vera fluttered her hands with gestures like expelling.

Ayu saw his father who was still relaxed in responding to the words of his mother Dinda who seemed insulting. He also did not understand why his mother Dinda was so allergic to him and his father.

"Poverty is not a sin, nor is it a disease that can spread so easily to others. There is no need to be arrogant with what you have now because it is all just a deposit. When His care is taken, what else would you be proud of?" After saying this, he pedaled his bike back. He didn't want his daughter to be contaminated with Dinda's mother's profanity earlier today.

"Not to think about." Teguh surprised Ayu.

"What the hell sir.. I don't think about Vera anymore." Answer Ayu accordingly.

"Yes great. Don't think of anything that makes you confused, sad or angry at the same time. You were a child, mending think about how you can improve your achievements in school."

"You know the fairy tale of the princess who gave an apple to her neighbor and slept for years?" Continue Strong.

"What is a fairy tale like that? Ayu has never been horrified.. How could his neighbors love an apple to the princess to sleep for a long time.. What princess is wrong, sir?" Ask Ayu innocently.

Firmly smile. Actually he himself did not know there was a fairy tale with such a scene. It's just a way to make Ayu forget her chaotic morning because of her mother Dinda earlier.