Kanya's Story

You have to trust Mom!

The woman saw Mama Zahra's hand, "Well, it turns out she's a rich man. I'll take advantage of this situation". The woman said in her heart after seeing Mama Zahra's hand held in a gold bracelet.

"I want your number" said the woman.

Then Mama Zahra gave the woman her phone number. Mama Zahra did not ask what the woman was asking for her number, because Mama Zahra was not thinking strangely. So did Zaen, she just hugged her Mama back.

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"Ma, Mama's in my car. Let Mama's car be with Mang Udin", said Zaen when parked heading home. Mama Zahra just nodded her head.

While traveling, Mama Zahra just remembered that now she should be celebrating her friend's birthday party.

"Duh, Mama forgot" Mama Zara said as she patted her eel.

"Forgot what, Ma?"

"It was supposed to be Mama's birthday party",

"Say the same mommy if Mama now can not come, when Mama came to the party kucel that? Not ashamed of it? Where Mama's make up faded again", said Zaen while massaging her temple because of dizziness with the behavior of her mother.

"Yes, yes, you said too. Then Mama should give a reason what dong to Temen Mama?", asked Mama Zahra.

"Mama says abis nabrak people",

"That!! How the hell are you?! Rich Mama just pull the words Mama earlier, not really you this!", said Mama Zahra while hitting Zaen's arm and turning her eyes to the highway with a frown.

"Mom, gini-rich conditions are still thinking of a party". Mama Zahra did not answer her son's words and chose to keep staring at the highway.

When she got home, Mama Zahra got out of the car and ignored her son at all because he was still upset.

Zaen was just dumbfounded at his mother's behavior. "Ah, this Mama" said Zaen as he got out of the car.

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"Mother why, Mom? Mother why cry?", asked Kanya in confusion, Her mother came to the house with her puffy eyes and cried again while hugging her.

"Father died, Kanya". The woman's cry became more and more so. While Kanya can only quietly squeeze her brain to understand the mother's words.

"Father got hit" said the woman again.

"Mother lied! I just went to work, Mom!". Kanya took off the mother's embrace violently and the mother could see there was already a puddle of water ready to be dripped from her son's eyes.

"Yes, on that trip, you hit me, Kanya! You have to believe in Mother!", said the woman convincingly by cupping her son's face using both palms.

At the sight of the mother's eyes, Kanya's tears finally melted because they could not resist the crying. He was crying in his mother's arms.

"My fake crying was not in vain, but I was pleased with her death" the woman said in her heart as she rubbed her daughter's head.

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After the father of Kanya was bathed, sholated, and buried, there remained a Kanya and her mother who were still in the man's grave.

Kanya stared at the tombstone that read "Rahman ibn Akbar" and was included with her date of birth and date of death. "Bapa why leave Kanya with Mom? Kanya has not loved the Father of the car, Kanya has not been happyin the Father, Kanya also has not seen the Father carrying the grandson of the Father later. Why did you leave?", said the word with tears that continued to pour.

Kanya turned her head to see the mother who was standing next to her with a mediocre face. "Mother, who hit you?"

"Mom doesn't know either, son. You are patient, yes. Mother is also actually sad, only mother does not show mother's sadness. Yes you are, don't cry anymore. Let your father calm down there. We better go home, you haven't eaten since this morning" said the mother as she shed her false tears.

According to what his mother said, he took a taxi home. When you get home, "When, eat first", tell the woman. "It's not a laper, ma'am. Kanya has no appetite", Kanya refuses to eat, she chooses to look at a photo of herself with her father.