Let Me Choose

The sorrow of a mother

In the afternoon Alya was relaxing in his bedroom sleeping while looking at his cell phone, considering the meeting with Dr. Prabu that felt strange.

Yes, it is now in a strange sense, not like before when he chased after him immediately the way he did to attract attention, and can get the heart of Dr. Prabu.

Now that only a feeling of guilt filled the space in his heart, now where did that feeling disappear and go? Alya did not know it might be lost by his guilt or also because of the status of Dr Prabu who now has a family and has a wife?

Alya thought many times to love the family, a mistake that was so painful when he loved a Dr. Prabu who did not love him. He loves the wrong person.

Presenting problems and wreaking havoc for him, his family was dragged into the flow of problems, feeling down, embarrassed to be disappointed and all the bad feelings from the consequences of his actions. That was realized rightly the same Alya now.

The shadow of a Rendra in his eye pelukan dancing and spinning on the ceiling of the room into a sketch that clearly illustrated everything that Rendra had been doing all this time on him, he said, from the start on the night bus trip and their togetherness here. Replacing the figure of Dr. Prabu who used to be so adored, to the extent that he wanted to have it in any way.

Rendra why are you so filling up my brain space and my feelings? why can't it disappear? maybe she remembers me too?

Alya did not dare much hope even though his mother Rendra was always so enthusiastic when talking about her son, who now has become the head of a branch of a private bank in the city of Tasikmalaya.

All the statements and chatter of his mother Rendra so reminded Alya of the figure of Rendra who was so soft when talking and so dear to both parents. Alya who initially did not think that Rendra was the Head of a branch of a private bank in Alya Rendra thought that only a lowly employee, maybe another manual worker, maybe, but unexpectedly it turns out Rendra is a leader of a branch office of a famous Bank.

Alya is self-conscious, he does not want to hang hope and leave a sense of taste to a Rendra. Alya is aware that he is only a body and body that may already be meaningless and have meaning again for a man as good as Rendra. Alya realizes who she is, not worthy to be loved because of her own mistakes.

Rendra was a simple man who was the best in his eyes. But at least they have become good friends and it will remain Alya guard until anytime.

Rendra has awakened himself from his mistakes, Rendra has brought change for him to be able to live out of the slump, Rendra has lifted himself up and given a decent and loving place in his home, Rendra had brought herself to maturity when she was entrusted to her parents' house, so much kindness that could not be counted as Alya.

There was a strange and comfortable feeling in Alya's heart as she flocked to the refugee barracks, and also as she was ushered in to control her pregnancy.

Strange feelings can not be explained meaning, only Alya felt there is a sense of peace and calm also comfortable when there is Rendra nearby.

Rendra, the head of a branch of a private bank, was so surprised, Alya still had doubts about what his mother said at that time. I hardly believe it.

Alya fell asleep in her daydream, until someone gave her greetings outside not so heeded between remembering and not Alya back to sleep.

Rendra's mother looked out and answered his greetings. It was unbelievable that Rendra's mother saw her son come home, with a father, and two middle-aged women and fellow Neng Alya one person.

"Oh yeah, your son is home again?"

Rendra's mother welcomed his son's return and looked at all the guests he brought. Not strange indeed since the first school and college days Rendra always brings new people to his home, be it his friend or fellow enthusiasts up the mountain that one hobby with them.

"Mom, Alya Is there?" The first Rendra to ask was Alya.

"Sit down first what, take the guest also to sit." Rendra's mother smiled looking at her son as in anxiety.

"Mom, that's Alya's parent." Rendra spoke like a whisper.

"Alhamdulillah, you can bring them here son."

"Mother, Father is also his friend Alya, before I apologize yesterday after that there was an incident that made us feel shocked and tense, he said, starting from Neng Alya make cakes to be distributed to children in refugee camps. He insisted he wanted to drive his own delivered by the same neighbor child riding a motorcycle with a lot of luggage, he said, maybe due to objections or unbalanced or ugly roads finally Neng alya fell not far from the refugee barracks in the Village office."

"Astaghfirullahaladzim, how are things now Mom is Alya okay?" Sofyan Wijaya's mother could not help but immediately know about her son.

"Mother, I'm calm first, Alya was okay just yesterday that Alya was bleeding probably due to fall, Alya was taken by a volunteer doctor to the hospital, but unfortunately her pregnancy had to miscarry and has been handled. The doctor performed a curettage and Alya was now in her room resting."

"Astagfirullah Sir.hiks...

hyx...Desty, Alya miscarried. O God thou art alone here Son far from our parents, feel alone in the hospital in such circumstances."

"Calm Mom, Alya will be fine." Mr. Sofyan Wijaya hugged his wife while rubbing her back.

Rendra stuck to himself in a separate chair. Desty was just silent in sadness for what was hopeless in his mind.

"Mom please take me to meet Alya, I'm so much wrong to him, too, until he's here maybe it's also our fault as his parents who can't provide the comfort and tranquility to be at home."

"Alya has started to calm down and be healthy again, let me take her to her room." Rendra's mother walked first to a room that Alya occupied.

Rendra's mother walked in followed by Sofyan Wijaya's mother, opening a few doors that were not tight at the close seen Alya was sleeping.

With grief restrained Mother Sofyan Wijaya approached her daughter who was lying down, her tears could not be contained.

His hand rubbed his daughter's head, as Alya woke up and looked very surprised to find her mother on top with tears.

"Mother? Whose mother? when's coming?" Alya got up hugging her mother while crying as well.

"I'm sorry Alya Bu, Alya was wrong a lot."

"Ssssssssst.., Mother, Father, just as Desty has heard everything, everything has happened has passed, we look to the future with good hopes."

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