Behind Ayesha's Silence

Reject Papa

Messed up. Messed up. Messed up.

Beyond a doubt, Papa came. The Princess welcomed happily, of course but Ayesha? He was shocked in the real sense. Millions of questions popped up filling his mind to the brim. Painful. 

"Hello, Ayesha!" Papa leaned in, intending to hug but failed miserably. Ayesha retreated until she almost fell. Not a smile was she giving. Let alone that, just look at it like an enemy. 

"How are you, Lieverd?" Papa tried to get closer, as much as possible to control himself so as not to cause greater problems. "Papa misses you."

Ayesha is not pestering. Lock his mouth tightly. It was like running away, walking away and never seeing Papa again. Once a traitor remains a traitor and Ayesha will never forgive him. Point.

"Ayesha, Papa's sorry." Papa said with tears falling. "Papa's wrong, Papa has hurt you. I promise I won't repeat all that again. Promise."

Almost Ayesha said, "Big bullshit!" 

"Ayesha, Lieverd .. Please forgive Papa! You don't know what else to do, Ayesha? It's all empty without you and Mama."

Without even saying a tiny bit, Ayesha walked back to the room. Finish combing hair into two keys, pinning pink rose hairpins on the ties. Wearing peach-colored liploss, polishing the face with solid powder for teenagers, putting perfume all over the body and lastly, trying to smile. He does not want his day to be gray just because of the arrival of Papa. That's not important at all.

"Ayesha!" It turned out that Papa was waiting in front of the door. "Please, Lieverd, forgive Papa!" 

Ayesha only glanced at Papa at a glance then quickly walked out of the room, galloping down the stairs. The target is the dining room. Yes, he had to eat a lot this morning because the first hour will be sports lessons. Run around the school field three times. Not to mention, after the first break later, there are math lessons. Mara's horror lessons at her school. Although not too scary for him, it is better to have an umbrella before it rains, right?

"Ndoro Alit want to bring supplies to school?" Madam Nanas asked polite and calm like ordinary days. "Bread or rice? I look at the schedule, it looks like today is going to be a tough day without supplies!"

Ayesha nodded. "Brown jam bread without butter, bread other than beans plus butter, cheese bread plus butter, milk and bananas." 

Madam Pineapple held a smile. Inwardly asked in wonder, "That's school supplies or camping supplies?"

Never seen Ayesha like this, really. Usually, if you bring a lunch of one catch of bread, one glass of milk and one banana ambon or three Mandarin oranges. 

"Well, Ndoro Alit. I'll get ready soon!" 

"Good, Miss Pineapple. Oh yeah, milk please add strawberry and almond chocolate pieces huh, Mommy?" 

"But Ayu!" The sudden arrival of Eymag Princess in the dining room, made Ayesha surprised. Especially after realizing there was a Papa there too. "Well, are you ready to go to school?" 

Ayesha nodded small. Spending hotdogs in the mouth. 

"good. Today, Papa's gonna take you to school, huh?" Continue the Princess with ease. He didn't know that between Ayesha and Papa there was a major conflict. "Stay in the guard of Mbak Nanas but Papa directly drives the car, not Mr. Tardi!"

***

"How come, Papa suddenly came without the slightest message and impression before?" Ayesha asked while holding back the inflammation in her heart. "I swear, I was shocked!" 

Ocha listened carefully despite finishing home work for tomorrow morning. So did Sachi. He was cursed because of it.

"Yes, indeed, Jakarta Jogja is not as far as the earth to the moon but is it …?" The gentle-hearted girl continued her curses. Mumpung has finished dinner, has been free from supervision Mbak Nanas and Eyang Putri also has not returned from the boutique. "What do you think, Girls?" Ayesha brings her lips closer to the smartphone. 

"So you haven't spoken to your father yet?" Ocha precedes channeling empathy. 

"Not yet." 

"Keep, how are you?" Timpal Sachi was curious as well as stifling. He personally had never clashed with his parents until like this. Pol's at best until school's home. It was mostly him who started to melt first. It's not good to let the problem drag on. "Daughter's Ey?"

Ayesha bit her lower lip firmly, holding back the tears that were almost rolling down. It still hurts too much. That quickly Papa changed. 

"Yes, Papa, I'm sorry, please." Ayesha's tears fell as well, forming a dense drizzle. "I'm sorry Papa but I still don't want to go near, Girls."

Ayesha then tells the real problem, making Ocha and Sachi both gaped at their respective homes. Papa, Om Vino who all this time they are amazed and proud turned out not to be a loyal person. Wow, Ocha to shudder in horror because of it. The sad story of his best friend is completely unexpected. Out of reason. 

"Sha!" Call Sachi dear after wiping dry the tears on her chubby cheeks. "You're strong, huh, Sha? I believe you can get through this."

"Really, Girl. You must be strong!" Imbuh Ocha with a choked voice. In this case he was the most shocked.

"I don't know, girl, I don't know! It was so sad, so ruined. Poor Mama …!"

"Sha, Aunt Ayumi is calm in nature. Already happy. He will not be jealous or even hurt like Om Vino. Same Aunt Mika too. Isn't Aunt Ayumi already in Heaven?"

"Anyway, Girl …!" Ocha who had been silent for a while finally reopened her voice. "Daughter already knows about this? Ih, still can't believe what it's like, Girl, if it turns out Aunt Mika is that cheap!"

***

Ma'am Nanas facing Eyang Putri on the back porch this afternoon, after dropping off Ayesha les dancing. There are a few things he has to report about Ayesha's changes lately. As a personal assistant, Madam Nanas is afraid that something unwanted will happen with the girl. 

"Where is Nas, what's wrong?" Eyang Putri did not take his eyes off a piece of parangkusumo batik cloth on his lap. Tracing its pattern from end to end with the index finger, fascinated. A sincere smile continued to expand on her beautiful old face.

"Sorry, Ndoro Putri, it looks like Ndoro Alit has a big problem with Menir Vino."

The Princess gasped in shock but was silent. Not a second to take his eyes off the Parangkusumo. The only thing he can't deny is sadness. Worried, afraid that Ayesha would not stay at home. Especially after yesterday there was a problem with Mas Lintang when visiting his house. 

"Sorry, Ndoro Putri .. Maybe I am too presumptuous. Maybe what I concluded about Ndoro Alit is not true. Again I'm sorry."