Lord, Accept My Repentance

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My study time has come, Mama accompanied me to study here now. In fact, that should only be one hour instead so three hours because Mama wants to know how to learn with methods like this.

Whether I really will be smart and recognized by the state that graduated High School or not and so forth.

"Why don't you go to school somewhere else, anyway? Mama is worried that you remain in school with the kayak gini method," complained Mama who looks worried from the look on her face.

Miss came home half an hour ago after Mama gave her food and drinks while continuing her unfinished story.

"Worry why Ma?" ask me to raise one eyebrow.

"Yes, you don't socialize with your friends."

"No papa Ma, I'm happy even at school like this. I don't meet a lot of people."

Mama sighed resignedly and just nodded, I chuckled a little at Mama's words.

"Bik, where are you going?" asked Mama when she saw Bibik carrying a shopping crackle.

"You're shopping Nyah."

"Let me, please" Mama cut and stood up quickly to ask for a crackle as well as a note of necessity, "do you want to come?" I nodded and tidied up the books on my desk.

"Just a minute, yes, Ma," I said running into the room to store books.

We ended up walking out of the alley in search of public transport, "What are we riding?" I stared at Mama with my hand held tightly.

"Neither angkot, you're not mabok, are you?" mama asked looking at me.

I've never ridden an angkot before, hearing my friend's words that in angkot smelly and all macem.

Makes me more interested in taking a gojek or taxi, even though the cost of freight is much cheaper.

"Mm .. not like Ma," I said, confused as well. How can I say mabok while I never ride it.

Mama dismissed the angkot which happened to have only one passenger in it, we got to the market safely without any mabok scene from me.

Following Mama like a child, somehow there is a feeling of pain and sadness when doing this.

Me and Mom used to do this, I would follow Mom from behind and hold her shirt so she wouldn't disappear.

But that was before. Long before the ego attacks them and the word 'enough' is never again in the household.

Bang Gilang did go to college, so he decided to stop in the middle of the road once he knew Mom was starting to go back to work.

He deliberately stopped so that Mother would return to being a wife and mother without working. But, it's too late.

Want Bang Gilang to stop even once in college, Mother continued to work even until they finally divorced.

"Would you like to try, honey?" mama asked suddenly who made me blink, "tried with her brother." Mama gave the peeled oranges.

I nodded and tried Mama's orange.

"Who's Buk?" ask the orange seller. Mama turned her eyes away with a smile that remained glued to the citrus man.

"Yes, Bang."

"Haha, funny, yeah, Buk. What class is Buk? Still Junior High, huh?"

"Not Bang, it's High School" replied Mama who made me stunned. Mama recognized me as her son to the fruit merchant.

"Where? Tastier? You likey?" ask Mama after I finish chewing her orange.

"Enak Ma, like," I replied smiling as I nodded.

"Sir, 1 kilo, yes," Mama's message and immediately embraced by the seller with passion.

It's okay, as long as I feel confident and like. I'll keep wearing it till tonight. The sun was getting hotter, Mama invited me to go home because Zuhur prayer time would arrive.

Kutelan saliva saw the contents of the person in the angkot, full. Mama saw me first, "Why? Or ... Do we go up to the next angkot?" asked Mama who saw my face was pale of course.

"No need Ma, we're going up. After all, our house is not far away," I replied with a cry.

As soon as I sat on the bench for my buttocks, there was no gap to move even if only to the right or to the left.

Angkot began to walk and fateful, angkot glass can not be opened. Want to not want the smell was directly mixed inside.

I wanted to close my nose but felt bad, 15 minutes had passed. I got out of the lot quickly without caring about Mama.

I took out my breakfast this morning because of the angkot ride, I was sitting limp on the side of the road. Mama came to me after paying the freight.

"Dear, what's wrong with you? Still strong standing, isn't it?" ask Mama with a squat.

I nodded my head and brought the crackle that had been held, "Had, Mama took it," cut Mama and took the crackle in my hand earlier.

My body was limp for a moment when food was no longer in the body, I was on my papah Mama to get into the house.

I sat my body on the couch, and I rushed to the kitchen, "What's wrong?" asked Farhan who had just returned from school. He still seems to be wearing a school uniform.

"Mom don't know he can't ride an angkot," cut Mama who is already in the living room while giving warm water to me.

"Drink first, honey," Mama said and helped me drink, "Farhan, please get me some eucalyptus oil in Mama's room!"

Farhan nodded and left the room, "Sorry Mama, yes, next time you tell Mama if you can't go up or eat something," said Mama who seemed to feel guilty.

Out of nowhere, I hugged Mama because I felt sad for the woman beside me now.

"Mama is not wrong, Nazwa did not know that he would vomit and also ride in angkot. Kan, never been on an angkot before," I said and stroked Mama's back.

I let go and smiled looking at Mama, before long Farhan came back. Mama applied eucalyptus oil to the nape, hands and told me to apply myself to the stomach.

"You just sleep, yes, later in time to pray Dzuhur Mama wake up for prayer and lunch."

"Where are you going?"

"You're cooking."

"I'm coming, deh."

"Don't, you take a break."

"The boss in Ma's room, I saw Mama."

"Yaudah, look at it. You'll be tired of helping."

I nodded, we walked together backwards. Bibik has been seen packing the groceries we bought earlier.

"Bi, wash oranges and love Nazwa, yes," said Mama, and she was called Bibik.

"Your phone is sounding" said Farhan who I saw immediately.

I got up and intended to pick up the phone, just a few steps and right in front of Farhan.

My body went back limp and my eyes instantly looked dark. Luckily, my body was quickly captured by Farhan.

Our gaze met for a few seconds until Mama finally came and Farhan straightened my body.

"Darling, you seem to need a break. There, you are a goddamn it. Come on, Mama deliver," said Mama and swept my body into the room.

With a glance back, Farhan was seen looking at us until Mama and I were almost in my room.