GOOD MORNING MY ANGEL

GOOD MORNING MY ANGEL

EPISODE 42

Purely very surprised, he turned his head towards the little boy who called out to him.

“Trimo ?”

“Kok mom is here?”

“I ... hungry,” he said a little confused to answer it, but the answer ‘lap’ is appropriate, because he had just finished eating.

“Where are you going?” ask Trimo who doesn't know what the name of the person who helped him is.

Purely could not answer, confused to say what.

“My house is close from here. Want to stop by?” trimo continued because Pure did not immediately answer his question.

Purely smiling, he was happy because he did not know where he should go.

“Good.”

“I take the fried money I deposited here first, it looks exhausted,” said Trimo who then headed towards the back of the shop.

The Trimo pulled the suitcase that Pure had brought.

“I do not know the name of Mother,” said Trimo.

“Call me bu Pure.”

“Oh, Pure Ma'am? I just found out. When I returned the bushel, I could not call the name Pure Bu, just say that the one who gave me food was a pregnant woman.”

Pure had already heard from Wulan about the arrival of the Trimo, and that was why he had run away. She did not dare to face her mother who somehow felt after knowing the events that happened to her, so she became pregnant.

“Later to introduce with my mother,” said Trimo again.

“Your mother is healed?”

“Already. I am happy, now I can sell fried foods, then I put them in stalls.”

“Oh yes? Many sells?”

“Always sold out Mom, I can save, tomorrow can register for school. Thank you very much Bu.”

“Happy to hear it.”

“Mother is very grateful because bu Murni helped us. Now you don't have to wait for people to ask you to clean the house, or wash in a neighbor's house. Mother makes fried food every day. There's bananas, there's bakwan, there's sausages. Anyway a lot, every day I go around to the stalls. If the morning delivers the merchandise, afternoon or afternoon take the money, or if there are leftovers that are not sold. But rarely the rest,” Trimo chirp, make Pure happy, what he does is not in vain.

Purely wiped away the sweat on his forehead, as the trip a little far away made him tired and sweaty.

“That's my home Bu, small,” Trimo said as he pointed towards a modest house a few meters ahead of him.

The Trimo withdrew Pure's hand when they were already in front of the house.

“Mother ... mother ... no bu Pure !” shouted Trimo while inviting Pure directly in.

A woman of her lifetime walks out of the house. Her half-whitened hair, in a small loop. Her face was black, but it used to be a sweet and beautiful girl.

He arranged for a pregnant woman who was taken by Trimo.

“This ,,, “

“This is the name Pure bu, who gives food and money to us Bu.”

Purely stretched out her hand, greeted warmly by her Trimo mother.

“This? Who gives food and money?”

Purely smiled.

“Iya Bu, Trimo meets when Pure Bu is eating,” said Trimo.

“Oh, please sit .. sorry, this is an old chair, sorry,” his mother said.

Purely sitting while smiling. Feeling relieved because of fatigue was treated by being able to sit in the chair, even though only the old chair was dull.

“I Trisni, her mother Trimo,” said as she sat down.

“Sorry, I interrupted.”

“No, no .. absolutely not. Trimo ... make a drink to bu Murni yes,” cried bu Trisni later, to Trimo who was already in the back direction.

“Ya Ma'am. Money from the Trimo stall put it in Mom's room,” cried Trimo.

Miss Trisni just smiled.

“Where are you going? It looks like you want to travel far,” said Ms Trisni as she stared at the suitcase Trimo placed near the door.

Trimo came out with a glass of tea, placed on the table.

“Trimo is still small, but smart yes,” praise Pure.

“We from a small life all short of life, Trimo learned a lot to be able to do everything himself, even he can also cook rice, and just make a side dish. Which is easy anyway, for example frying, making instant noodles,” said bu Trisni with a small laugh.

“Great once.”

“Bu, earlier Trimo has not bought rice, want to buy now yes,” said Trimo after laying the geas.

“Oh, yes, same just buy some eggs, and soy sauce,” order bu Trisni.

The Trimo nodded, then rushed out.

“This is how we Mom, forced Trimo has not been able to enter school because of circumstances. But thanks to Pure Bu, Trimo was already able to save. Said he wanted to go to school next year.”

“Thank God Mom, glad I heard it.”

“If only Trimo had a father ...” Mumbled Trisni as to herself.

“Where's his father?”

“Have no father,” said bu Trisni slowly.

Purely looking into the eyes of Trisni ma'am, looks a puddle of tears there.”

“I am pregnant because of a forbidden association. My boyfriend and I were tempted by the temptations of the devil, and then everything happened. I got pregnant afterwards, but she then ran away, not taking responsibility. I was devastated, then ran away from home, and lived here, until Trimo was born, and I raised him alone.”

Purely did not comment, it suddenly felt like there was a sliver slicing through his heart. He also experienced it, although it is not the same. Slowly she stroked her protruding stomach.

“I work hard, and life is in short supply. Fortunately Murni ma'am then helped us,” said Ms Trisni while wiping her tears.

Purely grabbed his drinking glass, then gulped it down a mouthful.

“Sorry, why am I such a story, isn't that a disgrace? Sorry ma'am,” said Ms. Trisni, while trying to smile.

“It's okay Mom, I can understand. Hopefully later Trisni and Trimo will find a better life.”

“Aamiin, thank you Bu.”

Pure gulp again the drink.”

“But Pure Bu had not answered, where exactly are you going? How can, happened to pass by in this village, so that I can meet a helper of my life.”

“I am only an intermediary. The one who helps is Allah, the Most Merciful and Merciful, Ma'am

“Iya right, I also always thank every bow I.”

“Verily I do not know where to go,” finally said Pure.

“Pure Bu escaped from husband?”

“No, our fate is almost the same. I ran away out of fear of the elderly, for being pregnant without her knowing it,” Murni said softly.

“Oh, Pure Bu is not married?”

Purely shook his head.

“Paper bu Pure blurred too?”

Pure came back to shake her head, making Trini's mom astonished.

“I am a rape victim,” then Pure tears shed.

“Yes God,” bu Trisni shut her mouth, surprised.

“I left because I did not dare to face my mother. I'm confused not knowing where to go,” clear.

“The rapist should be looking for, hold him responsible. If you don't want to, report to the police, Mom,” is furious Ms. Trisni.

Purely stunned. The rapist did not want to be irresponsible, he was the one who did not want to look at his face at all.

“Look at me Mom. Our fate is almost the same, but do not let the child whose birth mother has no father. I was sad every time Trimo asked who his father was. Anyway he deserves to know, but I don't know where his father is,” Trisni said.

Purely stunned, re-stabbing his stomach.

***

Tomorrow again yes.