I'm Home, Mom!

part 2

A pair of eyes stared at the nanar outwards from the large open window.

The spacious white paint room with a bed made of iron decorated with colored mosquito nets in line with wall paint does not necessarily make the young woman sad-eyed it feels at home in that place.

The drops of water continued to fall slumped from both ends of his eyes. I can't imagine the pain he's feeling now.

Not only because he thought about his fate that was unclear after the kidnapping incident that he had just experienced, but .. the fate of his daughter who he just stayed.

*********** harden. Pain and pain, a sign that the tiny baby longs to be breastfed.

Rumiyati-name the woman. A beautiful white woman with pliable eyelashes. His lips were now polished red, his body was fragrant.

The Dutch mannequin that took her had dressed her up in such a way. The long, blackish hair was left unraveled and the long, European-style white dress she had been wearing. Do not forget to slip a white rose in his ear and pearl earrings as a sweetener.

At first glance, Rumiyati is very classy. Unlike the other village virgins who are mostly dark skinned, there are also white but do not have a beautiful face as Rumiyati. The parasite was similar to the noble people of his time. Costly.

"Erg mooi, you guys look really pretty, ne,"

Rumiyati flinched, her heart racing faster as a female voice suddenly tightened her.

Rumiyati's face reflected from the makeup mirror in the corner of the room made a middle-aged woman who just walked into her room amazed.

The woman with one child turned her head and immediately got up. He lowered his head for a moment, saluting the black-clad woman who was unceasingly smiling.

"Te-thank you, Madam," Rumi replied stammered. He raised his head slowly and looked fearfully at the woman who was now stepping towards him.

"Not to be afraid, ne. As long as you people can satisfy Captain Emmanuel, you people can live a decent, good meal. You people have never eaten bread, here you will eat it," woo the woman while patting Rumi's right shoulder.

Rumi bit her lip. How can you think of bread? he just wants his son! don't want to eat anything! no food will taste good if you have to lose the people you love.

"But .. I just want to see my son. My son must be hungry because I didn't come home. Let me go home, madam. My son needs milk,"

Rumi looked at him sadly. Mengiba asked for a little kindness from the Dutch woman.

The woman looked shocked at Rumi's words. Then he shook slowly.

"Sorry, Ik can't help you. Ik is just the wife of a Menir. You people accept it, the important thing is you people can live quietly," said the woman gently.

Rumiyati was only able to duck. He knew the cruelty of the Dutch to his people. How they did not hesitate to kill and throw the corpse into the river. Unnatural but taught. What are the power of the people who are in the colony.

Her husband, who was just a lackey in one of the Dutch houses, often told her how cruel they were. Human life is no more precious than pets.

A reality that he is currently facing alone in the house of Menir who kidnapped him earlier. Rumi did not want to die, not because she feared death, but she wanted to live for her son and husband. It will come off, however. He won't let his son starve, that's his determination.

***

"Cipto ..," said the grizzled old woman who was holding her granddaughter.

His old legs immediately forced him to step closer to the young man with a sharp nose who had just entered through the back door.

"Miii? why, Mbok?" the man's face was immediately pias when he saw the sad look of his mother-in-law who was holding her daughter at the time.

"August ... To ... Rumi-Rumi ...,"

Cipto just grabbed his son. So agile as she realized her in-laws body was trembling.

"What's up, Mbok? explain slowly. Drink water first to calm down," said Cipto. He pointed towards the teapot. Marinten.

"Rumi .. was brought by Antony's Minister,"

"Antonius Van De Bert?" Cipto. The woman nodded. Who does not know this fifty-year-old man? He was the seeker of Nyai who served the company's higher-ups.

Nyai is a gratifier when the companies are away from their wives in the Netherlands. During the time of duty in Indonesia, lonely Dutch men and indigenous women became the impingement of his lust.

"That means ... Rumi being a concubine?"

"They say Nyai, Nyai Captain Emmanuel," said Marinten.

"Gundik and Nyai are the same, Mbok. Equally company savings. How did Rumi get caught? isn't Cipto willing to always be at home?" hatch Cipto panic.

If you have been caught. Is there still a chance for him to let go of Rumi? impossible. Especially for me, it was like a dream!

The tan-skinned man's knees weakened. His body was shed on the cement floor which some places perforated.

His heart ached thinking about the fate of his wife-Rumi. How can he let go of that woman of his heart?

"Tadi ... when Mbok was about to take water, Mbok heard the sound of footsteps, when Mbok turned around. Mbok doesn't understand, from where they can know about Rumi,"

"Mbok was trying to lie, but Rumi suddenly came out from behind a tree, and they took Rumi away," she said in a tear.

Cipto can only be subdued. His cry broke when he saw the face of Sasmita - her daughters who were sound asleep in her arms.

"Right ... I'll bring you back, I promise!"

***

Cipto rubbed his eyes when he heard the sound of chicks outside his house. As he remembered, there were no small chickens.

Cipto looked at his son who started to move, the little eyes blinked, and soon cried.

"Well, yes, son," said Cipto when holding the tiny baby. He rubbed slowly so that the crying subsided, but the crying even more trepidation.

"Father make sugar water first, yes, son," always as his feet track on the floor.

Cipto then took a quick step towards the kitchen. Hot water and sugar. He started stirring the two things in a glass.

The 25-year-old man rushed back into the room, but his steps stopped when he saw wet footprints right in front of his bedroom door.

The baby's crying voice subsided, changing the sound of the lash.

Cipto woke up and then again swung a step. His eyes were round when he saw someone breastfeeding his child.

"Report ... ,"

"I'm home, Mom!"

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