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Laila's phone is ringing.
Laila who was trying to kebaya the results of the stitches in her neighbor also turned her head. He glanced at his phone.
“Mother, the phone was picked up, from earlier the sound continued,” Radit said who passed through the mother's room and stood in front of the open door.
“Let's aja.”
“Barin cigarette? Who knows important.” Radit entered the room and approached the mother's smart object lying on the bed.
Radit saw the name on the phone's screen. There is the name Darwis.
“Ciye, from Om darwis nih bu,” he said mocked.
“Biarin. Was diemin. Do not need to be lifted later also die alone,” said Laila so that the son ignored the phone call that is still ringing.
Radit laughed too. “Mother is already a rich child abege aja sih.”
“Lagian you anyway, – thanks mother's phase number to him, time at home Nak Alex yesterday. She tuh so often WA mom, keep frequent phone too.”
Radit was back. “Good dong, his name is also again PDKT.”
“What is PDKT?” ask Laila seirus.
“Approachment, Mother. Om Darwis is again the same approach Mother, because she likes the same Mother.”
“Times anyway?” asked Laila with a tone between it is true not to believe or even fly because it is happy.
“Totally. If the guy again likes the girl is rich then,” replied Radit.
“So you were rich too?” Laila asked back.
“Yes, never was. Radit is also great. Must have loved girls. And yes, rich so want sms in, neleponin. Anyway want to know his daily life aja.”
Laila took a rough breath and sat down beside the son while holding the peach-colored kebaya. kebaya whose material was chosen by Bilqis to attend Radit graduation on Saturday. Bilqis will also wear the same material and color as the mother to make it look compact.
“That's the problem. Mother doesn't want to respond. If he does, he will become. And I am confused if he said something to Mother,” said Laila lirih.
“Which why? You still love honorable Mr Ridho? Oh my goodness, Mom. What anyway? He is an irresponsible man. She just didn't think about Mom let alone still love mom. Stay here mom still thinks she's that?” Arrived – arrived Radit Emotion.
“Loh you're emotional anyway, Dit. Your dad wasn't that bad. He just misunderstood Mom.”
“Yes, he misunderstood you clearly. Then the mother also did not cheat the same AC handyman. after all the mother also did not communicate again with the AC repairman until now. In fact, radit also did not know the AC repairman, ex-girlfriend of the mother who?”
Radit doesn't like it if his mother doesn't want to make him happy. According to Bilqis, people who move on are fools. He was also demikina. Until now, Radit still has no boyfriend after his ex-girlfriend married.
“Mom didn't think of your father. I also love your father. The proof is that I cuddled the money at that time to clear our divorce papers,” rebuttal Laila.
“Terus?” Radit asked his mother. “Bu, After graduation later. Radit will definitely work and either work where, can be out of town or maybe abroad.”
“Loh, didn't Mom say, never get out of town, Dit. Do not take a company outside the city let alone abroad.”
“Mother, Radit boy – boy. Radit's move should be wide and after getting his diploma, Radit does intend to work outside, whether out of town or abroad.”
“You are evil, Dit. You want to leave Mom?”
But if you're holding Radit here, it means you don't want to see radite success. I want to see Radit succeed.”
Instantly, Laila's tears trickled down. It seems, not long ago he cuddled Radit, now the man is an adult. When he took off Bilqis, he also felt like he had just taught the boy the letter R. Now, one by one his children also go, go to find happiness and mind – his own – each.
“Radit also can't leave Mom alone here. Radit talked about this to Mbak Qis. If Radit had worked out of town or abroad, Mba Qis would have taken Mom to her husband's house. But, Radit would rather if later I have a companion.”
Radit held the mother's hand. “Married again, Mom. All this time I never made my mother happy. And now it's time.”
The conversation that was originally just a joking jest, turned into melow. Laila was crying, Radit Pujn was sad. The man Laila taught well was also erasing traces of tears on the cheeks of the mother.
“Udah, Mom. Don't be sad!”
“It feels like just yesterday saw you guys run – run, chase – chase. Now you're all grown up. Even Bilqis is married.” Laila took a rough breath. He also distanced himself from the son and wiped away the remaining tears.
“According to Radit, Om Darwis a good man. Faithful again.”
“Tau where are you from?” ask Laila ketus.
“Yes, the proof is that he has not married again even though his late wife was married for a long time. That means he's loyal, ma'am.”
Laila fell silent pervading the word – words thrown by the son. Then, Laila looked at Radit.
“Indeed you want to work abroad?” tanyakanya.
Radit nodded. “Iya.”
“Where?” ask Laila again.
“Singapore. It just so happens that there is a successful Radit class sister there. Raddit was pretty close to him. So yesterday Radit said that Radit has graduated and wants graduation, he asked Radit CV for me he works there.”
Radit told me enthusiastically. He really wants to explore himself, understand still fresh graduate.
“Continue on receive?” ask Laila.
“Numbered, Mom. Just gave her application via email. But Radit is sure he will be accepted, because there Radit's upperclassman already have the position.”
“At what company?” ask Laila again.
“Hospital.so later, RAdit holds its management management,” Radit replied. “Katany hospital that has Indonesian, so most of its employees are also taken from our people.”
“You so TKI dong later, Dit.”
“Ya gpp, Bu.” Radit smiled at his mother.
Laila also gradually understood the desire of the son. He can not resist the wishes of his – children. The important task now is just praying, praying that his – children will always be on the right and happy path.
“Mother ga what – would it be, if Radit works in Singapore?”
Laila was silent at the son's question.
“Atau, mother must indeed marry Om Darwis. She is domiciled citizenship there, so Mother is taken there and we can often meet.”
Spontaneously, Laila hit her son's arm and smiled. “You yes, suck mom on hold.”