Beautiful Mother, I Love You

Part 4's

"How did you pass Miko High School get married, Mak?" miko said while chopping long beans, help her mother in the kitchen.

Mother Miko's eyes glared, the youngest son's forehead touched with the back of the hand. "It's kind of hot, huh."

"What, anyway, Mak?" miko Tepis.

"Don't really be a possessed child," mummified her mother, but still heard in Miko's ear.

"Heh dedemit! Get out of my son's body!" Mom shook Miko's body.

"Astaghfirullah, Mother! It's Miko! Mother's most handsome child, Mother's derivative with the best quality!" miko's screams are upset.

Mom immediately fell silent and looked calm, if the words were narcissistic level internasienel so, obviously it was Miko . "Huh kirain lu kesambet tong, anyways you say what the hell so strange."

"Emak doesn't agree, Miko married abis graduated this?"

"Yes already Mik, would you like to eat what bini same child you ntar? Don't you have been doing the children of people so hurry to want to marry?"

"Some, etdah, suuzon aka Miko's mom. Yes abis graduated this Miko wants to work, continue if there is already money Miko wants to marry, Mak."

"Seriously, Mik?"

"Be serious, Mother."

"Emak wants it, anyway, you go to college first. Don't take lu nyesel, your friends at your lecture are already carrying children. Partially if you go to college the future is brighter, now looking for a hard job especially if you are just a high school graduate." Mom paused for a moment and then continued. "Some, you have a candidate?"

"No, Mother Mecca," said Miko who was immediately replied to a toyoran by her mother.

"Sekate-kate you, Mik. You're a kid, Mecca's a grown-up."

"Love doesn't look at age, Mommy."

"Ebuset is my son. Yeah, but does the Mecca want you? She is very independent, beautiful, who also wants many established people, well you, graduated High School aja belom, handsome doang modalnya, your handsome is also a derivative of the mother is not the origin of your own."

'Thus, there is nothing cute that is not a descendant, ' Miko's mind.

"Elu do not argue, there are parents who are ordinary just their children are cute different."

"Miko's feelings don't say anything."

"It must be a problem, right? Mum don't wonder."

Miko shuddered. "Simple, uh!" He then left the kitchen to the house of the heart.

Today all of Miko's brothers and her family have gone home, making Miko a little relieved. Mika suddenly gets a call from her boss because there is an urgent task, inevitably she goes home without meeting Mecca.

"Cantiiik," call Miko while perched on the fence staring at Mecca watering the plants with the best smile.

"What?"

"Oh, GR! The flowers are beautiful" said Miko.

"Kalo Ma'am Mecca is so beautiful." Miko smiled as she lowered her eyebrows.

"Ngebuciiin to terooos."

"Well, what else, I need the love of Makkah's mother."

"Bodo ah!"

"Bak, bukain dong pagernya, I feel kangen if far gini."

Mecca opened the fence even with a jutek face.

"Sir, I want to be a painter, huh."

"Can you?"

"You can paint pictures, but if you paint beautiful days with you I can." Mecca punched me slowly in the arm.

"Sir, will you marry me?"

"Don't you really get possessed, huh?"

"What happened to Makkah, like my mother!" Mecca chuckles at Miko's sewot face.

"The dedication of ujug-ujug ngajakin nikah, becanda mulu mulu her life." Mecca then turns off the hose and sits on the porch next to Miko.

"Why don't you believe me?"

"Mik, you're still in school, you also have to go to college so that your future is good, don't rush to think about marriage."

"If I'm going to college, will Mother Mecca wait for me?"

"Mr Mecca, I know I'm young, maybe too young to talk marriage. No heart is too young to fall in love. Hold my word today, until the day Makkah decides to marry someone else, I will continue to struggle to love Mommy Mecca, until Mpa Mecca becomes mine, until Makkah's mother is mine." Twice Miko said that sentence, with a sharp eye glare into Mecca's eyes. The girl froze.

"Every day, I won't be tired of saying, if I love Mommy Mecca."

Netra Miko was far staring inwardly, as if teasing to the depths of Mecca's heart.

***

Mecca was sitting daydreaming in the backyard. His mind was tired of facing Mika who did not want to stop teasing. It's free to explain there's nothing left to continue. Whatever Mika did would not make her accept the man again. I wanted to talk well with Mika's wife, but she never wanted to talk from heart to heart.

Indeed, Mika was once a man she loved very much. However, knowing Mika the married man was already all that feeling. Even if it is reorganized it will never be the same.

Amidst the confusion of her phone reads, whatsapp notification from her brother.

[Amem I heard the same father Ibuk said, if you marry Hadi, you will be forgiven]

Mecca wiped the tears, feeling languished, why did no one ask about her feelings. Suddenly the door of the house was pounded so hard. Mecca thought it was Mika, but what was heard was a female voice.

"Silvy's sister."

Plakkkp! It was bitter, spicy, hot on Mecca's cheek, but the pain wasn't worth the heartache.

"Until now you're chasing after my husband, yes! So disgusted, what is so it does not happen until the husband of any person you embrace!" loud shouting.

"Oh, don't-don't you do anything with my husband, huh? That's why I beg."

"Mbak, please, let's talk in the dalem aja. We're talking very well, I swear I didn't know that Mika's parents' house was here."

Silvy's loud voice invites the attention of the neighbors, as well as the entire house of Miko. Instead of subsiding Silvy even more filled with anger. The grabbing of Mecca's hair was rough.

"Please! Leasin!" Mecca didn't want to fight.

"Stop, Brother! Leasin!" Miko roughly pulled Silvy away.

"What the fuck are you, Mik!"

Mecca cried as he pleased, now Miko approached and stood in front of Mecca's body.

"Silvy, Mecca, Miko! Let's talk at home! Don't make a fuss here. Silvy if you can't see what your mother says, you better get out of here and never go back to your mother's house" said Miko. Neighbors crowded in front of the fence, boisterous got a free spectacle. No doubt Mecca got scorn from many people. While Silvy stared nyalang towards Mecca, anxious to beat the girl, but Mother's words held her back.

Now, Mom is sitting inside the house with a heavy breath. He was actually angry, but tried wisely to solve the problem.

Miko sat on the side of Mecca as if to provide protection. Silvy sat in front of the two of them. Mika had just arrived home when all finally gathered.

"The mother is the head of the family in this house since Babe is absent, so Mother's words are an order. No one can talk until Mom tells you to. Now you want to hear the story from Silvy."

Silvy let out all her anger and resentment towards Mecca. It was strange that he did not blame Mika.

"Mecca, please."

"I used to date Mika."

"That's right, Mom, he's ngaku! Women don't know themselves!"

"Shut up!" snapped Mom and coded Mecca to continue.

"But, I swear to God I never knew Mika had children and a wife, after knowing I never wanted to connect with Mika, even until I resigned and got a job in Jakarta, this is, just to get away from Mika. I didn't know I was next door to Mika's parents."

"Lied!" shouts Silvy. Mom glared at him and made Silvy shut up.

"Mika! You're the one who deserves the most blame here, now I want to hear your defense."

"Mika does love Mecca, everything she says is true. Mika is willing to leave Silvy for Mecca, because only she can really understand Mika. Silvy only knows about money and money!" Silvy felt very hit, his shoulders drooping weakly. He wanted Mika to see how great her struggle to maintain the household, but in fact it was the opposite.

Mom breathes rough. He understood very well now sitting his problem.

"Mr Mecca, I'm really sorry for the behavior of Mika, my son."

"No papa, I am guilty of not being careful. That's why I'm going, today as well." Mecca then say goodbye to Mom, unable to bear the situation.

Miko follows Mecca's steps back home leaving her family still in a hot mood. In the room, without a sound quickly the girl stuffed the clothes from the closet into the suitcase, her tears were flowing endlessly. While Miko just stared at him from the room door.

"Mr ...."

"Please don't hold me back from leaving, because either way we won't be able to be together, not just a matter of age, but between us there's too much distance, which arises from all these problems. I can't be with you, when I know Mika and Silvy are hurting in plain sight."

"You have to promise, focus on learning and pursuing a career. One day there will be a love that is far more worth fighting for."

"Where's Mother Mecca going?"

"I might go home to my parents and get an arranged marriage." Mecca leaves, letting Miko be the sculptor. I don't know why his legs couldn't even step, just staring at the girl's back away.