Lord, Accept My Repentance

Longs

"Sh Ma! It shouldn't take this much clothes to buy," I protested while carrying a display bag containing a robe in my hand as well Mama helped.

"Haha, not my dear papa. It also contains not only a robe, but there are cuffs, children's veils and socks as well as pentul needles. You'll wear it all, yeah."

I nodded and smiled warmly at Mama, "Sure Ma, Nazwa will definitely wear, really."

"We put this first, yeah, new to the vegetables section." Nodding our heads in agreement, we finally got out of the mall and walked towards the parking lot.

Putting groceries in the car and a glance at the parking lot, accidentally my eyes caught a figure that is not too foreign.

I narrowed my eyes to make it clearer the person I was seeing now, "Honey," called Mama who seemed ready to put the groceries.

"You see what?" keep your mom and look in the direction I see.

'No way Sister Rose was the same other guy, I think I was wrong person,' my mind turned its eyes and shook slowly.

"Why?" ask Mama again for not getting an answer.

"No Ma, Nazwa was like seeing someone Nazwa knew. Maybe it's just the same time, huh?" ask me with a grin.

"Mama kirain there is nothing," said Mama with a sigh.

I just displayed a grin and linked my hand.

"Well, if that's it, we'll go vegetable shopping, yuk!" ask your mom because we haven't had time to shop. I nodded and finally we went back inside the mall.

Choosing the vegetables to be cooked and ordered by Aunty, my mind drifted back to Kak Mawar.

Was it his brother? Because, they looked so close that even the man was embracing the shoulder of Sister Rose.

We finally came home at 12 pm, I immediately took a shower to refresh this body. Before going home, Mama and I had time to buy a tunic and a plisket skirt.

The clothes were washed first while I would wear a tunic and a skirt earlier, said Mama would not wear it for a while.

While waiting for the dry robe that fortunately the sun is so hot, it drops back after feeling refreshed.

I walked towards the dining room, Mama arranged Bibik's cooking with clothes that had also changed.

"Eh, let's eat baby!" take Mama and kuangguki. Actually, not all of your food is arranged.

Because, here has more than one helper. Those who would normally help provide everything.

'Get in Farhan's place, yes, although the house is not big but I am not saturated like this.

Can laugh and joke with them, not yet even though one day I live with Dad and Mama.

I miss the atmosphere of the house there. It is quiet here, my inner self with tears that come uninvited.

I immediately looked up so that my tears would disappear and not fall down to make Mama know.

"Why you, honey?" ask Mama who saw what I was doing.

"Eh, there is no Ma" I explained with a blink of an eye while looking at the Mama in front of me.

"Why? Sepi, yes, here? Not like Farhan's place?" mom smiled by chewing food.

"No, Ma. In the past, Nazwa used to have a gini-like atmosphere. Maybe, Nazwa just not used to it yet," I said a little unpleasant with Mama.

Finally, we ate by telling each other stories. Stories about Mama when young and others that sometimes make me laugh because of her story.

Azan's voice reverberated, I who was putting dirty dishes in the sink was silent for a while.

"Ma, let's pray!" take me to Mama who wipes the dining table.

I just told you about how my life in Farhan's house used to be, usually I and Farhan will share the task.

Or, if he was busy at school that time. My mom and I shared the job. I was doing the dishes and straddling the dirty dishes while Mama wiped the table.

My mom finally did the same. But, of course, I was not given permission to wash dishes by Mama.

"Mmc ... Mama's another PMS, honey. You will, deh," said Mama who I replied with a nod.

"Yaudah, deh Ma. Nazwa pray first, yes, take a nap. If Mama there's nothing immediately wake up Nazwa aja above."

"Yes, you calm down, dear."

Because, each room has been provided its own bathroom that makes it easier for me to pray. Closing the door and entering into the bathroom after removing the hand cuff, socks also veil.

Taking ablution and stretching out the prayer rugs, I carried out my four rakaats until I closed by asking and pleading with Rabb.

Tidied up the prayer equipment and climbed on to a bigger bed than Farhan's house. I prefer the bed there.

I took the phone that I had left, turned on the quota and saw Farhan's number with his 'online' sign.

'Hmm ... Chat or not, huh? But, I was embarrassed again, ' my mind was confused.

I came out of the chat room and saw the group that had become my happiness place is now quiet, yes, there is no way behind bars they can play mobile phones.

I opted out and deleted all the chats in the group, I also deleted and blocked the four of them.

Don't want any memories, that's enough! I closed the story that made my heart wistful and sliced.

[Nazwa,] the incoming message that made me wipe away the tears fell on the cheeks.

[Eh, yes Farhan?]

[You've arrived?]

[Already, really. Did I live on a planet at this hour, not yet at home?]

[Haha.]

[Which mama?]

[To the cake shop.]

[Well, why not take a nap?]

[Hm ... My mom misses you.]

[I'm the same, ] My reply is that I can't lie.

[Hahah, you guys are. I just met this morning, I missed it. Yaudah, tonight if you have time. Call me, let me give it to Mama.]

[Key!]

[Jaudah, continue your nap.]

'Eh! How did he know I was taking a nap?' my mind is silent and sees no more 'online' status in the top corner.

I got up from the bed and looked at the glass, 'Dih, how come I am? Yes, the next time Farhan looked at me, my mind and shook my head back to walk on the bed.

Close my body to my stomach and go into a dream.

Geck!

Geck!

Geck!

Just about to start falling asleep, the sound of knocking made me wake up again.

"Yes, who?" I glanced at the door with my body still lying down.

"Dear Mom."

"Come on Ma!" I shouted for Mama to hear.

Chequek!

I sat down and looked at Mama, "What's the matter?"

"Mmc ... Mama can take a nap with you?"

I nodded quickly and smiled towards Mama, Mama immediately smiled hearing my answer.

This afternoon, I finally slept in my stepmother's arms. Maybe he misses his son so much.

So when I was in this house, he loved me as much as his son could no longer hold.