
Mr. Arjuna said that if he was going to take a week off, he wanted to spend time with me. But, I forbade him, I asked him to take a day off on Revi school break so he could walk out of town together. Finally with a heavy heart he returned to work after I asked him to.
"Nice to her husband."
"No, Mas. later if you want to have a holiday all on your honeymoon."
"It's a honeymoon now, honey."
"Later, the night could still be the same."
"Service, yes!" With a naughty look.
"What service? Tv service? Get down there working, Mas!"
"Promise first, don't leave unless you promise!"
"Emm." He was waiting for an answer from me. "Allah ... "
"Yes!" he said while punching into the air. "Yes, go first, yeah! Assalamu'alaikum, my dear." said as he kissed my forehead.
"Waalaikumsalam, Mas." I kissed the back of his hand and it passed.
***
[Sir Gus pick you up, yeah! We're going to Revi's school.] Send.
I sent a message to Mr. Gus. Usually Gilsa picks up, but from today I'll do it. I'm afraid, if one day I have to part, at least there are sweet memories attached to this memory. Not long Mr. Gus replied to the chat, he said he was waiting below.
Soon I'm downstairs. On the road I don't know, my mind is not calm, I already love him. Ever since he was my protege in dance class. Plus now we're one house, living on the same roof. Maybe this is bad thinking! Let it be, I pray that neither grandma nor her father will ever take it from me.
Or if one day Sis Juwita recovers and wants to take Revi back. I won't give it up until he promises never to hurt her again. That's enough, enough all this time he's been hurt. He is just a child, just needs to be loved and cared for. My memory drifted decades ago, when I was 13.
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"Darken! You just play the job. Wash your sister's clothes until they're clean. Look at the bag, it's so dirty with melted candy. If tomorrow when he goes to school it still looks dirty you're in charge!"
I dare not argue, just duck and walk to take the clothes that had been thrown since earlier to the floor, then soak it.
"Mom, don't be so hard on Melati. I can wash it myself."
"Just hold on to the boy, sir! The bigger the head he's got. He's an old boy! Must be his sister's role model."
Finally, he relented, whenever you want to protect me and defend, the ends will fight with the mother at home.
"Now you choose your mother or her! If you choose him out of this house and don't go back!"
"Mom, don't give me such a choice. You both mean make, Father."
I listened to their quarrels behind the bedroom door. Hugging a shabby doll given by the Father and can only look down while sobbing.
'Am I too spoiled, why does mom hate me so much?' I thought at the time.
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"Mrs, are you okay?" ask Mr. Gus. He saw me crying from the top of the car's dashboard.
"It's okay, sir. It's just a glint." I said.
Arriving at school I immediately went down and asked Mr. Gus to come home. All the kids were playing outside the classroom. Revi was sitting on a large black stone surrounded by his friends. But why he looked different, he just looked down while the other friend laughed.
"Basic, son of a madman. Haha."
"No parents! Just pantes every time there's a stage no parents come." The roar of ridicule and laughter of the children was clearly heard in my ears.
I circulated the view of finding a teacher who might be able to defend him, who could give understanding to other students so as not to behave like that, but I did not find. I instead saw some teachers casually eating meatballs regardless of the children playing outside.
This does seem ordinary, but if left unchecked it can cause a sense of inferiority in children affected by bullyan. Maybe one day he no longer wants to go to school, or even comfortable alone than having friends. I approached, looking at the boy's face one by one until they fell silent.
"Who said Revi doesn't have parents? I'm his mother, his parents." I smiled at Revi. Seeing my arrival her eyes sparkled.
"Mama Jasmine!" said.
"You know, your attitude is not commendable. God up there will be angry if you see you hurting or making fun of a friend like this." Revi jumped up from his seat and immediately burst into my arms.
"Mama Melati who picked up Revi today?" I'm nodding.
"Likes?" I asked while allowing her hair pigtails.
"Revi is very happy." He kissed my cheek. While the other friend stared cynically then left.
I took his hand and went to the teachers. I told you about the incident and they're sorry.
"I think it's an ordinary mess, Ma'am. So I didn't pay much attention."
"Maybe next time you can pay more attention to Teacher. I ask for help, this Revi I've considered like my own child. I don't want her to be traumatized and so reluctant to go to school."
We shook hands and forgave each other. I accompanied Revi to buy bread, eat ice cream and play slide at school while waiting for the break.
"Mama Melati, Revi want to be with Aunt Gilsa, yes later. Wanna see Mama." she asked while we were sitting on the swing together.
"You want to see Mama?"
"Yes." Yeah."
"Yes, we've come home from school, we're headed straight to the hospital where Mom is being treated, yes." The sweet boy agreed.
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"Master Teacher! look at this photo, Master!! This girl took Arjuna from me. Do you know Miss Teacher, if it wasn't for this woman Arjuna would still be mine. huhuhu .. "creepy Brother Juwita in there crying.
Honestly I pity, I occasionally wipe the tears that fall to the cheek. He hit my picture in his hand, occasionally bitten by the photo paper and then trampled by it. That's my wedding photo and Arjuna's. Brother Gilsa said, if the photo was taken he would rampage more than this. Even the entire hospital was overwhelmed by it.
"Mama Melati, that's a picture of who's Mama holding? Is it because the aunt in the photo is a headache?"
'That's a photo of aunty, dear .. ' I just dare to say in my heart.
"You don't know, honey." I lie.
"Mama, why did Mama Revi have a headache for so long. When will Mama recover, huh? Didn't you miss Revi?"
"Kangen, he must be the same miss Revi. only for now Revi has not been able to see him.we'll see from here, yes!" I tried to calm her down. I carried her to see Sister Juwita in there.
"Arjuna, you should know, she's just a country girl! Just an ordinary girl. You should be like me Arjuna!!" she screamed hysterically, she went back to stomping on my and Arjuna's photos in annoyance.
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"No cake" asked Mr. Arjuna that night.
Revi's asleep and I'm not eating.
"Mas."
"Emm."
"Sister Juwita, pity, yes!"
"Yes." Yeah."
"No, that's the answer."
"So what do you want to answer?"
I fell silent, poured the water in a glass and drank it. Finish drinking I put the glass to the table. Unexpectedly, Mr. Arjuna picked it up, turning the glass was like looking for something.
"Why, Mas?" many confused.
"You're looking for your lips, you're going to have a drink too." Automatic my laughter spewed out. I laughed, I felt funny about what he was doing.
"This is one of the examples of the Prophet. Drinking on his wife's lips. Why emang?"
"It's okay." I'm still holding back the laughter.
"Why?" it's a little pushy. "Funny?"
I nodded while continuing to laugh.
"It's not the funny Nabi example, if it's a good example, Mas. but I want to be in the past. I never said I was a germ, a virus, and a bacteria that should be avoided. Now his ex is still being sought out."
Master suddenly shut up, maybe he feels bad.
"Mas!" I put my chin on his shoulder.
He's still quiet.
"Sorry, yes!"
"Make?"
"It used to do that the same way you did."
Now I am silent. Looked at his face carefully.
"If there wasn't that day, there might not be today. If there wasn't a sad story, there wouldn't be a story this sweet." He turned, we sat down, glued our two eyebrows together and closed.
"I Love You .." he said.
"Love you too, Mas." I said.