GOOD MORNING MY ANGEL

GOOD MORNING MY ANGEL

EPISODE 47

Purely pensive in his room. He tried to relieve the anger that always appeared, every time he remembered the creepy night. When he imagined Restu's looking face, suddenly fangs appeared in his mouth, and his face turned into a wolf, which grimaced viciously and was ready to tear his body apart. Purely covered his face with both hands, then shook his head to dazzle the shadow.

“Pure Bu, isn't it time we ate?” ask the Trimo who appeared at the door.

Purely opened his hand, looking at Trimo who was looking at him with pity. He knew Pure was uncomfortable, even though he didn't know what was going on.

“Feel the Pure bu smells delicious,” Trimo said as he continued to stand in the middle of the door.

Purely get up and try to smile.

“Have you tata Mo?”

“Already from earlier Mom, mother has also been waiting tuh.”

“Oh, sorry,” said Pure while getting up and walking out of the room.

“Come to Pure, Ouch, this is pure cook good. Not tired Ma'am?” ask Trisni, who is sitting there waiting.

Purely sat in front of him, side by side with the Trimo.

“Wah, the rice can Trimo spend nih,” cried Trimo while waiting for his mother and Pure scooped rice into their plates.

Miss Trisni smiled.

“Take Mo, rice cook rice again, I bought rice again,” said Murni.

“Basic Trimo, indeed he ate a lot kok Bu,” said his mother.

Trimo grinned while taking the rice, then plucked a piece of fried fish.

“It's okay yes Mo, let's be healthy. Kan Trimo also worked hard to help mother,” said Pure again.

Lunch went well. Neither Trisni nor Murni had anything to say about what they had discussed earlier, given the small Trimo, and could not understand what had happened to Murni.

But when the afternoon, when Trimo went to take the money selling fried food he left, Trisni again encouraged Pure to think about her parents who were waiting.

“Not that I do not like if bu Murni is in my house, but I also come to think, how sad a mother when she can not contact her child, let alone not clear where her child is.”

Purely bowed his head. Her mother was in the village, with the man she hated.

“Pure Bu don't think about yourself, think of Pure Bu's parents, and the baby that the birth mother is. I'm sorry Mom, I'm presumptuous, while I'm a nobody. It's just that because Ms. Murni is a woman who has been kind to my life and Trimo, then I ventured to talk, for the good of Ms. Murni as well.”

“Alright, I will update my symbock, and say that I am fine,” Pure said as she reached for her phone.”

Ms. Trisni nodded, letting Pure write a message on her phone.

In my heart Trini felt pity, considering that Pure experienced something similar like her, only the difference, Trisni did the forbidden thing with full awareness, but Pure was raped. The result is the same, pregnant without a father for the baby. But no, there was still hope for Pure to have a husband, for the sake of the baby she contained. Luckily, the man was responsible. Just waiting for Pure to lose her sense of trauma over the incident.

Pure put down his phone, after turning it off.

“Pure Bu turns off that phone?”

“So the symb don't call me.”

“Why?”

“I can not answer yet, am I willing to go home or not.”

Miss Trisni sighed.

“Why ... sorry .. Bu Pure stubborn? The experience I gained should be a lesson for Pure Ma'am in order to determine the best move. Always remember the baby in your womb, do not just think about yourself. For the sake of the child, any mother would be willing to sacrifice.”

Pure gasp. Any mother would be willing to sacrifice for the child. While her? Right, he only thought of himself. Then suddenly Pure reactivated his phone.

***

On top of the halls in front of the house, Yu Sarni and Restu were sitting together. Yu Sarni had already read the message from Pure regarding his existence in a village, in a state of fine. But Murni did not say when he would return home. Yu Sarni sedah called him immediately, but Pure's phone died.

“She doesn't want to talk the same symboknya,” complained yu Sarni.

“Sabar Yu, at least he has said that he is fine.”

“I will try it back,” said yu Sarni while grabbing his phone.

“Delevated,” screeches to gyrations.

“Simbok ..” says Pure from across.

“Nduk, Pure, where are you?”

“And I told you the same symbol, I'm okay?”

“But where are you?”

“At the home of a friend.”

“Come home, what makes you run away from the symbols? Simbok has said, that the symbok will not be angry?”

“Pardon Pure Yes Mbok,” sounds Pure sobs.

“Don't cry, go home, symbok wait for you in the village.”

“But .. “

“What are you afraid of? Mr. Restu is willing to take responsibility, you don't have to worry. Don't you feel sorry for your son?”

Purely speechless. Eliminating the shadow of the fanged wolf that crossed his mind.

“You have to go home, the symbols wait,” said yu Sarni then turn off his phone.

“How's Yu?” ask Restu.

“Hopefully he will listen to my words. He seems to think about it.

“I can understand, surely he is afraid to meet me.”

“Slow down, if you see the sincerity of Mr. Restu, he will definitely be able to receive it.”

“Hopefully Yes Yu.”

“Yes already, it's already late afternoon, Mr. Restu has not eaten. Now eat yes Mas, I just bring it here rice?”

“No Yu, let's just go inside, it's not good to eat outside, seen people pass.”

Yu Sarni and Restu walked into the house, eating a cold lunch, as there was a glimmer of hope after successfully talking to Pure.

***

That morning Pure still helped Trisni fry the wares, and styled them like yesterday. Although it has only been two days, it feels like Pure has become Trisni's family. Ms. Trisni was very kind, and gave her a lot of good advice. It felt very heavy, when then Pure decided to leave the family.

“Bu, even if only together at home in two days, but Bu Murni like it has become my family. So if Murni is far away, I will always remember, and of course pray for the happiness of Murni.”

Purely rubbed his tears, while continuing to arrange the merchandise that the Trimo would carry. After that Trimo set off to deliver to some nearby stalls that are usually traded, then went home while carrying three packs of rice for breakfast.

Pure has rearranged the clothes he will carry into the suitcase. After saying goodbye to each other, Pure left Trisni's house with Trimo delivered while carrying the next merchandise.

Ms. Trisni was moved, Pure left some money, which she said was for an additional fee if Trimo wanted to go to school.

“Not how Bu, hopefully there is a benefit.”

Before parting ways, Pure gave Trimo some more money.

“Buy the phone, which is cheap with this money, so that if I miss being able to contact you. Record my number,” said Murni while giving a piece of paper he had prepared, bearing his contact number.

Pure left the Trimo waving his hands while shedding tears, when he saw Pure riding on the freight that would take him home.

***

Purely stepped slowly. The old abandoned house looks not far ahead. He wiped his sweat because the hot air made him sultry.

The door to his house is open. He didn't tell me the symbol if he wanted to go home that day. Suddenly someone appeared. A handsome man who was also surprised to see her coming. Pure thumping. The man was not fanged like he had always been in his shadow.

***

Tomorrow again yes.