Changing Destiny: The Goddess

Chapters 13. Requesting Permission

From behind the door, Ambarwati looked at the body of the Goddess who was currently decaying on the floor as she rested on the lip of the bed. His eyes rolled in any direction with a glaring look. Silent, silent from morning to evening.

These are the days of the Goddess. For the past week, Dewi has always locked himself in a room and seemed to dissolve in his own world. Letting himself be dragged by the waves of grief and drowning them into the troughs of hearts. The destruction is still recorded clearly in the memory. Somehow he could get out of the vortex of life like this.

The life he felt was so hard for him to live. A life that never once allowed him to taste what happiness is in the heart. And the life that makes his bones feel crushed at the same time and leaves only small fragments that feel piercing the heart.

Her tears had dried up yet to her heart wound. The wound was still gaping wide and it would definitely be difficult to find an antidote. Tubs of salt are sown on the wound, the pain is increasingly felt. It is true what many people say, that the wound in the heart will be much longer the healing process.

Ambarwati wiped the clear fur that began to fall soaked the cheeks. Although his heart was also sore to see the state of the Goddess, but as much as possible he hid behind the smile that he had. Right now, the child is just in need of an ear to hear all the restlessness in the heart. And it requires the shoulder to lean from the burden of self. And it takes a helping hand to bring it out of the deep wound.

"Dew, eat first. I've made your favorite marrow porridge. Eat up, son?"

Ambarwati also sat on the floor holding a bowl containing the congee of the favorite marrow of the Goddess. During this one week, Dewi did not want to eat anything other than Ambarwati's artificial marrow porridge. And every morning and evening, this middle-aged woman was busy in the kitchen making marrow porridge for her eldest daughter.

The goddess nodded faintly. Little did he open his mouth and began to enjoy the mouthfuls of his beloved mother.

"Bu ...," the voice of the Goddess began to be heard in the ears.

The voice of the Goddess had gradually recovered although it still sounded hoarse and not as silent as before.

"Yes, what's wrong? Do you need anything? Let me get it for you."

The goddess shook her head. Currently, he needed nothing but the figure of Ambarwati and Seruni which became the most valuable treasure he had.

"The goddess wants to go to Jakarta!"

The short, dense and clear answer from the lips of the Goddess made Ambarwati shocked to death. The reason, the Goddess he knew always wanted to be near him and did not want to part away from him suddenly wanted to go to the capital. I don't know what this daughter is thinking.

"Son, what need do you suddenly want to go to Jakarta? Would you like to visit one of your acquaintances who lives there?"

The goddess shook her head. "No Ma'am. The Goddess only wants to find a place that can accept the existence of the Goddess."

Ambarwati's forehead frowned slightly. "Is this not a place to accept your existence, son?"

"The existence of the Goddess here is just like a used tin that was kicked to and fro, Mom. When the Goddess is in this place just stay waiting for the time when the Goddess must arrive in the trash and be burned."

The goddess gave a pause of her speech, while wiping away the tears that had soaked the cheeks. He scooped up the air deeply to fill his chest cavity with oxygen.

"Before the body of the Goddess was destroyed burning like garbage, Dewi wanted to change the destiny of Dewi's life in Jakarta, Bu. Perhaps, in the capital city the existence of the Goddess could be acknowledged."

"But son, living in Jakarta is not as easy as you might think. Jakarta is hard. It's a lot different from where you live today."

There was a bit of unwillingness in Ambarwati's heart to fulfill the Goddess' request. Because long ago, even though he never lived far away from the princess. And now, he wants to get away from his life? What a hard thing for him to fill.

"Goddess please, allow Dewi to go to Jakarta, Mom. There, Dewi wants to start to realize the dreams and wishful thinking that the Goddess has always wanted. Dewi please, give Mother's blessing so that Dewi can go to Jakarta calmly."

Ambarwati's lips twitched a little. The words of his eldest son really only made his heart filled with novelty. Ambarwati seemed to be weighing what the Goddess requested, and in the end the middle-aged woman nodded her head while carrying the body of the Goddess into the deck.

"Mom allowed and gave your blessing, son. I realize that maybe this place is not a place that can support your success. Perhaps, it will be in the capital that will be a field of sustenance for you."

A determination and intention that for the past week he thought was mature, now has gained a bright spot. It was the blessing of the mother that she believed could make her footsteps feel lighter and calmer. Which will always be a supply of spirit in striving to realize dreams and also wishful thinking.

"Thank you, ma'am, thank you. The goddess promised to try hard to change the destiny of our lives."

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A blue dongker clothing bag is lying on top of the bed with the zipper position open. With great care, the Goddess began to put the clothes she had into the bag. He neatly arranged all his clothes and he closed the zipper again when everything he wanted to bring had gone in there. Not to forget, a small picture frame in which there are photos of him, mother, father and also the sister also he brought.

"Sir Dewi really wants to go to Jakarta? Did sister Goddess already think about it maturely?"

As if it was hard to let the brother wander to the capital, Seruni repeatedly uttered a question that he took with an intention that the brother undo his intentions. For Seruni himself, parting from his brother is a hard thing to accept because only the Goddess is the only sister he has. He is always there to accompany his days.

The goddess only smiled sweetly in front of Seruni. He put his ass down to sit on the edge of his bed.

"Come Run!" tell the Goddess while patting the side where she sits.

Seruni said, he who previously stood near the door of the room of the brother, began swinging his legs to be able to get closer to the Goddess. And he sat down at the place that his brother had appointed.

The goddess smiled meaningfully. He grabbed Seruni's fingers and he held them tightly as if he did not want to let go again.

"Son't been thinking about this much, Run. And I decided to go to Jakarta. As long as Brother is overseas, Big Brother Tipped Mom, Run. Please take good care of Mom. Keep his mood and take care of his health."

The windows of Seruni's heart began to dew. But as much as possible he could bear so that the dew did not drip. "Then, how long will Brother be migrating to the capital?"

The goddess shook her head faintly while shrugging both of her shoulders. "So I don't know how long it will be to go to Jakarta. However, if later all the dreams and wishes of Big Brother have become real, Big Brother will go home."

It felt stronger the feeling of tightness in Runi's chest. With the answer given by the Goddess, it is not certain when he will meet again with this mere puppet sister. Already unable to withstand all the turmoil in the chest, Runi also shed his body into the arms of the Goddess.

"I promise to take good care of my mother. My prayers will never stop for the Goddess. Good brother in Jakarta, yes. If Jakarta is not as friendly as you think, go home. The door of this house will always be open for Brother."

Suddenly, this room belonging to the Goddess was filled with an atmosphere of novelty that was so fierce. The brothers hugged each other tightly and felt like they always wanted to be close. Do not want to be separated by space and distance that will make the longing petals in the chest grow great.

Meanwhile, the middle-aged woman who was in front of the Goddess room, could only cry in silence. As a mother who gave birth to the Goddess, she herself also felt heavy to leave behind. But back again, this is all for the sake of dreams and wishful thinking that the Goddess proclaimed.

May after the terrible storms of life ravage the soul and make your life gloomy, you find a rainbow that will be the color of your life, my son! Mother's prayer, too, will not stop flowing for you.