LOVED MY STEPFATHER

BEWAILED

I started learning from the rain. He repeatedly fell and dropped his water many times with his provisions.

I started learning from candles. He can burn himself to light up his surroundings.

I'm starting to learn from you. When you can wait for me until I can pick up at your place.

I learned with your loyalty. When you can set your heart with only me. And around you there is more perfect than me.

The sound that stirs. Spirit is stirred by encouragement. Steps begin to firmly swing the goal. Nothing to be proud of without you I guess.

The dwarf soul like flying dust. If it had reminded His Greatness. Start walking - the road is hollow.

You are my spirit.

And will continue to be my strength in achieving the purpose of life. Real hope with you will come true with you.

Even though it is still with your shadow that is always united in my body.

Even with that dream coming to smile at me. You and I must win against time.

But now you're leaving me to fight alone.

Can I walk on one leg?

Can I fly with one wing?

It's all over.

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Mukid looks chaotic sitting on the balcony outside her room. He was currently completely on his own when waking up from his sleep no longer found the figure of Maimunah beside him. No one prepared his clothes when he left for the office. No one hugs her when the weather is cold at dawn. No one gave comfort and tranquility to his heart when worried, restless reached him. His world heaven had first left him. Now leaves a deep sorrow.

A few cups of coffee were gone in his drink. On this balcony table is full of cigarette butts in the ashtray. Her hair is ruffled. Even Mukid these few days did not regularly eat it. His sturdy body is now hollow as his life spirit fades. All because of losing his soul mate.

The sight was far away staring blankly at the end of the road. The cigarette was smoked and thrown violently. It felt like he could not believe that his wife was leaving so soon. Though just yesterday he told a story, joking, chatting, spoiled and complaining with him. Imagine her household will be more complete with the presence of the little baby. But destiny says something else. The message is written very clearly. His wife and baby had to leave him. The tears no longer fell in the corner of her eyes. His chest was tight and his heart was so heartbroken reminiscing about all that.

Suddenly the door of Mukid's room opened after the sound of knocking on the door of the room several times was not heeded by Mukid. Sinta came in with food and drink for herself. His stepfather needed attention and strength to live his life. Not only Mukid, but Sinta also greatly lost the figure of her biological mother. For a year, she no longer lived with her mother. But it was her mother who gave birth to her.

Sinta approached Mukid who was still staring away at the highway from the balcony. Now his gaze turned towards Sinta whose face was like a duplicate of his wife. Mukids embraced the tiny body without any intention to harass. Sinta pecked without being able to pull over Mukid's embrace. Both back sniffled. After a while Sinta sat her stepfather in her chair. The tears that were still falling broke. Sinta just realized, that Mukid really loves her mother sincerely.

"Eat first, om!" said Sinta while thrusting a spoon into Mukid's mouth. Mukid opened her mouth, blankly uninspired. Sinta just keeps stuffing the food she carries into Mukid's mouth.

"Om Mukid should eat a lot! We both lost mama. But let us not drag on in this sadness. If it's time, we'll get his turn. God loves my mom more" said Sinta. Mukid's mouth opened wide as Sinta gave a bribe from her spoon. Sinta breathed a sigh of relief, her stepfather was already willing to eat.

"Where's Radit, Sinta?" ask Mukid.

"Bang Radit, again out to buy me soto betawi, Om." said Sinta.

"Your taste with Maimunah is still the same. And your faces are not much different either. You are both beautiful." said Mukid while looking far ahead. His mind was still glaring at the thought of the face of his wife, Maimunah.

Silently silent, Sinta began to leave Mukid there who was still lamenting her fate. In that silence, Sinta again wiped her tears. She had actually lost her mother. Now leaves a good memory when he was with his mother.

"Mama, mama calm down there yeah! Here I will always pray for my mother" Sinta muttered in her heart.