Love for Zahra (END)

40. Support

After last night both parents asked to move to the mother's hometown, now the long-haired girl was packing her things. He'll be there tomorrow.

"It's all packed, Nduk?" ask the mother who is helping her pack.

"Udah, Bun," Zahra answered by stretching her stiff body.

"Have you told Ega you're moving?" asked the middle-aged woman to look at her daughter.

The girl nodded in response. Make the look of the mother's face change full of questions.

"Let me tell you later, Bun," said Zahra as if she knew what the woman was asking.

"Fastly tell him yes, son," the mother's message was answered with a nod of the head by Zahra.

"Oh yeah, Rio called earlier, said he wanted to come here with his girlfriend. What's that name?"

"Zakia?" zahra asked as if to confirm.

"Ah, yes. Same Zakia. Take care of them. Says Tantemu Si Rio already asked to be considered the child of the person," said the Mother.

"His age doesn't want to, Bun.he's still in college not yet graduated" replied Zahra.

"Just like you. When do you want to be asked for Ega. You know your dad talked to Ega yesterday?" Zahra answered her question with a headband.

"Hem. Mother story yes. Your father said that yesterday Ega asked for your blessing to bed you."

"Mother fabricates this mah. So I'm getting married, right?"

"really. What is Mother making up? Your own father said. Men like Ega are hard to find now, Nduk. Many are grateful you should have a future husband like Ega."

"Mother starts again, right," said Zahra weakly. Feeling unable to comply with the mother's request.

"Sir, there are many out there whose fate is not as lucky as yours. Many women and even children are being abused like you. Compared to you, they're going through worse than you, son. Much gratitude, son. Mother is very sure. You're still holy, son. Explain everything that has happened to you. We take the silver, yes," said the mother gave her spirit to her son.

Zahra silently lowered her head, digesting every word of her mother. Yep. He didn't think about any of that. People whose fate is worse than his.

"Think about it, son, look at the man who is still next to you. He was sent by God to take care of you, so as not to repeat the bad things that happened to you."

The mother left her daughter alone in her room. Letting the girl think of all the words she said. The middle-aged woman hopes that her child can accept and accept the situation.

****

The roar of the car outside the house made the young girl who was sitting in the living room rush to open the door. He saw his cousin's car parked in his yard. From the passenger side came down a beautiful girl carrying her book and sling bag. The girl walked over to Efelin who was standing in front of the door.

"Assalamualaikum," said the girl who is none other than Zakia.

"Waalaikumsalam, I'm getting more beautiful, anyway" praised Efelin after shaking hands with Zakia.

"You too, are getting more beautiful.it's big now," replied Zakia.

"So yuk, brother. Would you like to meet Zahra's sister, right?" efelin's question was answered by a nod of the head by Zahra.

"I call you first. What would you like to drink?"

"Aja. If you don't take the mango juice in front of the alley there yes," said Zakia holding a laugh.

"That's very burdensome. Not being a nawarin me. Hye!" Efelin bellowed and left Zakia and Rio who were sitting on the living room sofa.

"Well, can you help Zahra?" rio asked to make sure.

"I tried yes. You know for yourself that I am still in what semester, there is no experience for people to have trauma as well" replied Zakia.

"It is better to take it to a psychologist who, so it is better to handle it," said Zakia.

"We're afraid he's rejected and even more depressed. Try to pass you first."

Their conversation stopped when Mrs Ratih came to serve drinks for both of them. The two greeted Zahra's mother.

"You just go to Zahra's room, he won't come down" said Mrs Ratih.

"Yes, Auntie," the two answered in unison.

The two of them walked after Mrs Ratih towards Zahra's room.

"So my aunt told me you wanted to come here. Just go up, papa. Aunty wants to go to the kitchen" said Mrs Ratih as they stood in front of the stairs.

Madam Ratih walked towards the kitchen, while Zakia and Rio climbed the stairs towards Zahra's room. In his room, Zahra looked out the window. The unlocked door opens from the outside.

"Sir, Zahra?" greet Zakia.

The girl called by his name turned her head. I saw Zakia standing behind him.

"I'm sorry, Ma'am. I came in, I knocked on the door with no answer" said Zakia, feeling guilty.

"Yes, no papa," replied Zahra smiling modestly.

"Which, I went out first yes, Ega called him again in the workshop," Rio said farewell to Zakia.

After the man left Zakia's room, he sat on the carpet of Zahra's room. Zahra sat next to him.

"Kia," called Zahra but did not look at the interlocutor.

"Yes, Mommy?" ask Zakia.

"I should how? You know what I'm going through, right?" Zakia nodded in response.

"Yes, Mom, I know. Ma'am can tell me the same story, said all that stuck in the heart of Mbak," Zakia smiled and clasped Zahra's hand.

Zahra told me everything. The incident that he experienced, Start Bian who did physical violence to him, slapped him, grabbed his hair until the incident Bian tried to kiss him but he managed to dodge despite getting a slap.

"Know? Ma'am very lucky. Mbak is strong," Zakia clasped Zahra's hand tighter.

"Mbak can still fight that guy. Ma'am can still defend the honour. Mbak should be a lot grateful, yes," said Zakia softly.

"What you have to remember, Mbak Zahra is strong he does not take anything that Mbak has, because Mbak himself who maintains it,"

Zakia repeated her sentence a few times.

"Mothers should be happy. Show the same person Mbak can be happy without the dark shadows he incised," Zakia continued to give positive words for Zahra.

Zahra looked at Zakia who gave a soothing smile for her. Gave her spirit through the eyes and the grip of their hands.

"If you are reluctant to talk to Auntie, or others. I'm ready to hear the story. Or maybe you can write down your heart in the diary. At least don't be damned to anything that makes the mind and heart of Mbak Zahra not calm."

"Thank you a lot, Kia," Zahra felt her burden slightly lifted.

"Don't bother to tell me the same story. Whatever it is, we're brothers, ma'am."

Zahra wiped away the remains of tears that were still wetting her cheeks. There was a smile on her beautiful lips. Make Zakia's heart warm and hope that smile wider radiates happiness on Zahra's face.