BECAUSE THEY ARE NOT BEAUTIFUL

75. Demand of Dinda

The voice was familiar to my ears. Dinda. Right, that's his voice. Me and Aunt Wira who were busy chatting spontaneously ran out. Sure enough, there are; Dinda, papa and Ken. The three of them looked tense, even Dinda shed tears. The people around looked towards Dinda.

"Din, why?" my many. Approaching Dinda.

"Dinda go away for a minute, brother." Dinda soon passed, she really didn't want to explain anything to me.

"Pa, Dinda why?" ask me papa.

"That's it, Dinda, I think he's craving the same papa." said papa.

"Why gambek?" ask again.

"Eitherway. Papa is confused too." Papa scratched his head.

"His name is also ABG, Ra, definitely want to be noticed by his papa. Therefore, you should contact Dinda frequently. Isn't it Ra?" cetus Aunt Wira.

Dinda's attitude just now is not like Dinda usually. He's never been this explosive before, especially for reasons I don't think are Dinda.

I know how my sister is. If it's just a matter of attention, you've long lost your affection and attention. He will not be that history. What happened today made me realize that there was something between Papa and Dinda. Whatever it is, I need to know!

***

My mother was not conscious. Papa and Aunt Wira have been together since an hour ago. Dinda is still missing. I don't know where he is. Ken said he saw Dinda at the hospital's mosque.

"Ken, what exactly did papa and Dinda talk about? Why was it brought up hysterically like that?" I asked Ken.

"I don't know either, Ra. When Papa and Dinda talked, I went to the cafeteria to buy him a drink. When I got back, Dinda was already crying. You see, I'm holding a bottle of cold drink?" answer Ken.

"What are they talking about, huh?"

Suddenly the door of the room where Mama was treated opened, Dinda went inside. For a moment we kept quiet. Then I gestured to Ken to leave us both because I had to talk to Dinda.

Ken followed what I asked for. It's out. Then there was me, Dinda and Mama who were still asleep.

"So you won't say anything, Din. Brother is sure, if you still consider brother as before, as brother, friend, friend and also the closest brother then you will definitely tell everything to brother. There will be no secrets between us. Aye, right?" I spoke in a slow voice. I've decided not to press Dinda anymore. I'll wait until I'm ready to talk like I used to.

"You remember how difficult our lives were. But with God's permission, we can live it. We're shoulder to shoulder. Just both. I miss the moments like before. When there is no burden that feels heavy even though the test we went through is not light. Because we are always together. Brother and you, we both support each other, strengthen each other. Remember too, right, when you hug your brother and sister wipe away your tears. Trust me, brother is still like before. Brother admitted, lately too busy with personal affairs, but in the heart of brother, you and mom also have a special place that can not be replaced by anyone. Sister ...."

"Sister ..." Suddenly Dinda splashed in my arms. He cried until he pleased, making me sure, how heavy the burden that is now on his shoulders.

"Tell me everything Din, brother is there for you. No matter what, big brother will support you." I whispered, rubbing his back.

Dinda was still crying. He's ashended. My brother who was so strong seemed to hold a deep pain.

"Say Din, say ..." I asked. Hearing him cry, my heart was also sad, like slashed.

"Sir .. forgive Dinda," asked Dinda, in a stammering voice.

"Mom and dad had a fight."

"Why?"

"Every night, before you go to the hospital, papa comes back to terrorize you. Actually, mom forbade Dinda to tell me everything."

"Why?"

"Mama doesn't want to ruin Rara's happiness. Mama doesn't want to see Rara's sister sad anymore."

"Even if you and your mom are sad, you'll feel the same way."

"Sister, if Dinda says you don't really love us, will you get hurt?"

"What do you mean, Din?" sore. I don't know, that's how I felt when Dinda said that papa didn't love us. It felt like just yesterday I had my papa back, but now Dinda is telling me that.

I can't deny that I'm too happy to regain my papa figure, even at an adult age.

Then, do I have to lose papa again?

To me, whatever Dinda and Mama say is the truth. They were the two most sincere people in my life. The three of us always try to make each other happy when the people we consider family leave us.

"Sister, are you sure that Papa is really sincere? Also Aunt Wira? Dinda is confused, not knowing where to tell her from because there are many things that Dinda should not say. So said mama. But Dinda couldn't take it anymore. Dinda is fed up with all this falsehood.

We all deserve to be happy. But not false happiness. Isn't that right, brother?

Since papa and mama separated, no communication was established by the papa and his family. My mom always tried not to break communication. Brother also still remember how when we visited the papa house? So cold is Aunt Wira.

Then bimsalabin, suddenly papa and Aunt Wira came. They're turning warm. Really makes us change the judgment on Papa and Aunt Wira. But brother, are you sure. It's all really from the heart of papa and aunt, or?"

"Or what's Din?"

"Sister, let's both think. Linda can't tell me everything. But you also deserve to know before it's too late. The point is, Papa and Aunt Wira don't really love us. So please don't ever ask Mama or Dinda to accept them. You should also keep your distance from me."

"Din!"

"Dinda knows the weight of my brother. But this is for the good of Brother. Someday, I hope you know everything."

"But Din," is heavy, really heavy if you have to keep your distance with papa. What can you imagine, the man you so much miss his figure, when he comes, washing his dry longs for many years, then suddenly when you really feel happy with his presence, he said, I don't want to keep my distance from him. "No, you can't."

"For the sake of mom, brother!"

"But ...."

What other test is this, God? Did I really not deserve to go to class? Why achieving happiness is so hard.