I'm taking you off, Mas!

Staying With My Honey

"Do you want to bring the mangosteen, Ra? It just so happens to bear a lot of fruit," said Bu Lidya as he looked up at the tree.

"Well, there's a lot of it, ma'am! Can Yara take him?" Ask Yara.

"Why not? This tree is planting me. Mother often sells them on middlemen."

"No one likes kids, Mom?"

"Like, it's just that most of them are bored. After separating for the children and sharing with the neighbors, the rest of the new mothers sell. It's good to make extra kitchen money" said Ms. Lydia.

Yara was sad to hear that. Because he felt he could not help back at Miss Lydia.

"I'm sorry, Yara, I can't help ease the need to make this home, Mom!" Yara said lethargic.

"Seeing you and your family can just get together again has made me feel good, Ra. You don't have to think about us. Just pray that everything is made easy and given a windfall for the future." Miss Lydia patted Yara's shoulder gently.

"Thank you for understanding me, Mom!"

The conversation between Ms. Lydia and Yara continued. Much has been said by Ms. Lydia about her past with Mama Mira. But not much is known about the problems that befell his biological mother. Kira just reveals a misunderstanding. And during that time Mama Mira no longer discuss the family she left behind. Because every year he always went to the city to meet someone without inviting Yara who was a child at that time. Mira had to leave Yara when she was 7. Mama Mira died in a train accident on the Jakarta-Mojokerto line.

Long enough Yara and Dhiya were in the orphanage. Dhiya looks so happy to be able to play with the orphanage children.

After telling me everything that Miss Lydia knows. He gave only one advice to Yara.

"Be a strong woman and never give up. If you want to know the truth, find your mother's best friend, in Jakarta. Her name and address are in your mom's diary" Ms. Lydia said.

"Didn't you read the whole book?" Ask Yara. And get the headband from Miss Lydia.

"No, Son! You're more entitled to it all." Then Yara keeps her late mama's diary in a bag, she plans to read it later.

Yara and Miss Lydia joined the others in the hall. After that there was much more that Yara did there. Go around the courtyard and explore some of the places that became his memories with the mother who had died.

Yara was in an orphanage for a long time. Until late in the afternoon Yara and Dhiya had just paid a farewell to Miss Lydia and the others.

"We say goodbye, I don't feel good about my mother-in-law, Mom!" Yara said as she shook Lady Lydia's hand.

"Old or not, your mother-in-law has never been nice to me, Ra! When will he change his attitude. Your mother-in-law is not aware that she has a daughter, how she feels if her daughter is not treated Abik by her husband's family," said Mother Lydia.

"Hus ... Mom, that was prayer. I don't want that to happen to my sister-in-law, Mom." Yara protested.

"Your mother-in-law sometimes can't think that way."

"Just pray that he can change.And pray that Yara can be successful with Yara's own work. So you can be proud that mom and dad can make my in-laws a little proud of me, ma'am."

"Aamiin, I'll pray for you always."

"One more," interrupted Yara.

"What, Ra, you have so many prayers for my mother."

"Because the prayers of the mother and the children of the home will be answered by the Creator. Yara asks to pray that Mas Afkar will get well soon and remember his past."

"Amijin ... I will always pray for that too. Remember, Ra. You must be strong to fight. But ... If your mind is getting tired, don't push yourself. Giving up does not mean you lose. But you're the real winner because you have a more airy heart in the mengikhlaskan." Said Miss Lydia while stroking Yara's shoulder slowly.

"Wish you all the best for Yara, Mom!"

Ms. Lydia nodded slowly then turned to Dhiya who from earlier was just silent while occasionally yawning.

The little girl was sleepy from playing all day. The hand of Miss Lydia became their farewell.

Just before the azan maghrib reverberated in the village. Yara and Dhiya arrive at Bu Nuri's house. Dhiya sleeps in Yara's arms.

Greetings from Yara also made everyone in the living room immediately turn to him.

Yara did not expect that there would be a guest in the house. Mira's husband has just returned from his duty off the island. Yara immediately approached the living room.

"Mas, I'm sorry about the afternoon. Dhiya sulked still want to play, just now!" Yara first approached Afkar and then regretted it.

"It's best to lay Dhiya in the room, pity her." Afkar.

Yara nodded slowly then followed her husband's orders.

"How are you, Gung?" Sapa Yara to Agung, Mira's husband.

"Okay, Mba," he answered briefly.

"From earlier?" Ask Yara.

"Well, from 2 o'clock!" abugn.

"Mas, want worshipers in the mosque in front of the house what would you like at home?" Tanya Mira who had just come from the kitchen. For azan magrib has been heard reverberating.

"We worship at the mosque only, Dek," replied Agung and glanced at Afkar to invite him.

Afkar who got the glance understood the meaning of Agung. He nodded slowly to agree.

They separated to serve their duties as a Muslim who obeyed their religion.

Yara approached Mr. Setyo who waved to her.

"Sir, I'm sorry Yara just got home." Greet Yara to the middle-aged man sitting in the wheelchair.

"Father come with Yara and the others, yes, pray," Yara asked. Mr. Setyo just nodded slowly.

 

After all, they came home from the mosque. They re-assembled, again the plan to discuss the return to Jakarta is still continuing. Yara was a little confused as not knowing it from the beginning.

"I'm sorry that I decided to come to Jakarta with Mas Afkar and Mba Syafa. There are many good hospitals to heal the father, Mba Syafa will also bring the father to a good therapy place there," said Mira gave an explanation to Yara who looks confused.

"To Jakarta?" Ask Yara wonder.

"Yes, to Jakarta! Why are we surprised and surprised to go there? Aren't you happy to see you healthy again." serobot Bu Nuri.

"No, Mom, I'm glad you're healthy again. Then whose house is this occupying?" Ask Yara.

"There is Bi Darmi with Uncle Yono, Mba" said Mira.

"Yara can only pray for a healthy father again!" Yara.

"Prayer alone is not enough for the recovery of the father, there must be money that involves all that," Bu Nuri wrote to Yara.

"I can only help with prayer, ma'am" Yara said.

"Well, what the hell can you do for this family!" Again the words of Bu Nuri made Yara more cornered.

"Already, Mom," said Mira. "Mba Yara wants to come to Jakarta, right, stay with Mas Afkar?" Ask Mira.

Yara was a little confused by Mira's question.

"Sorry, we discussed the future plan without you. My mom and dad will stay with me at home. So that you can take a road there. You can also stay with me and Mas Afkar. Isn't that right, Mas?"

Afkar nodded his head. "Yes, we'll live together under one roof first. Later after I have income. I'll find another house for you. If you don't want one roof with Syafa."

Yara was silent to hear all the words. They did not ask Yara first.

"You don't mind, do you, Ra?" Ask Afkar.

Yara shook her head slowly. He couldn't refuse at the moment either. Yara has decided to always be with Afkar to help him recall his past memories. Because there is a Dhiya currently accompanying him. Yara seemed to have the strength to survive on Afkar's side despite having to live with his honey.

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