Me, You, And the Journey of Life

Why Not Cry?

Anindi understood from this sentence of Rendra. But the woman did not think.

"She just came, but I've been with you!" Raina was getting annoyed. Rendra sided with Anindi, the woman he did not know. "I never saw him."

"You better get out, before I ask the nurse to kick you out. My head feels like it's about to break!" Rendra massaged his right forehead, it hurts so much.

Anindi was in an uncomfortable position, seeing this debate.

"All right, I'm giving up." Raina's right eye tails glanced at Anindi's cynical. "But next time, definitely not! I still have a lot of work, especially with your brother!" Raina grabbed a small bag on the hospital bed, walked up to Anindi and passed by her. His arrival here was due to the bad news, but Rendra apparently did not like it.

With the position of the door still wide open, Anindi and Rendra remained both.

"So, what should I do? You haven't answered that." Rendra was impatient. His stomach had even sounded, pitifully so.

Anindi was at a loss for words. Suppose he does not need it with the help of Rendra, of course, will protest. But this time, his position was in dire need. "I understand." Anindi gave a rough sigh. Move closer to a small table with small meals. "Where do you want to eat?"

Rendra once again felt victorious. Real easy. "Whichever way, the important thing is that my stomach is filled." The man doesn't care, as long as something goes into the stomach.

In the end Anindi took a snack like a nastar cake. I don't know where this food came from. Could it be the woman who brought it? Ah, let it go. It's not Anindi's business.

Slowly Anindi opened the plastic snack, took one of its contents and pointed at Rendra's mouth and said, "Open your mouth."

Rendra had a small smile, then opened her mouth. It was fortunate that Anindi was careful that there was not the slightest physical interaction.

The cake was pretty good, Rendra was hooked. Six times asking, full. "I think that's enough." Rendra hinted with his right hand to ask for a drink.

Anindi took it, following the man's wishes.

"You came to the hospital on purpose?" Rendra was curious about that. However, his little heart said otherwise, there must be a reason for the existence of the woman here.

This is the right time to tell a story, considering Anindi also intends to meet Rendra. "No. I'm here." Quickly answered.

Rendra was quite surprised. "Are you sick?" The look in the man's eyes exuded an overwhelming worry, strange as well. Rendra noticed Anindi's state, nothing unusual. "What pain?"

Anindi.

Rendra kept asking about Anindi's health, even though the man saw for himself how Anindi was now.

"I'm good, but there is a need here" Anindi replied.

Rendra's forehead creased tightly. "Necessities?" Inquiring back.

Anindi was silent for a moment, weighing first this thing she was going to say. Convince yourself and be careful. "Mother's in the hospital again."

Rendra's two eyeballs are perfectly rounded, the man seems to be jumping from the mattress. "Mother, why?" I want to hear Anindi's answer soon.

Rendra suddenly got out of bed, stood up straight and said, "Come, meet your mother."

Anindi jerks. "If you're like this, you can't."

"Why?" Rendra felt that nothing was wrong. "Your mother asked me to come. It must be important."

Anindi thinks it's better to be put off than to cause new problems. Given the situation of Rendra who is not well will also be an enhancer of the burden of the mind of Bu Lia.

"Tell me which room your mother is in" Rendra said.

Anindi was silent. Standing face to face with Rendra was not something that was imagined, even Anindi was very avoided. But now it happens.

"Anindi, do you want to be quiet when your mother is there waiting?" Rendra's voice turned serious. He didn't know Anindi very well, let alone Miss Lia. The two women of different ages were just people he had accidentally known due to one circumstance. "I'm waiting for your answer."

"I'm tired." Anindi raised her head. The girl first dared to look at Rendra inside. "I'm tired of this drama, but I can't do anything about it."

Highlight the eyes of Anindi who almost wanted to cry it touched the heart of Rendra. Slicing on the man's feelings seemed to pull him in a state of guilt.

Anindi herself tried not to shed tears. It is sad, but this sadness needs to be covered beautifully. "Can you explain it to me?"

Rendra bergeming's.

"I know the answer, obviously I can't. I'm the only one whose son, it's hard. Especially you who are nobody." The breath of the girl was heavy. This drama is like a burden, heavy.

Rendra walked two steps forward, stopping. Not far from Anindi. For the first time the man felt useless as a man, for some reason. He always wins in a struggle. "Would you cry?"

Anindi jerks.

"Your tears may be said to be precious, but if your chest feels tight. Why not cry? There's no harm" Rendra said.

The atmosphere is so quiet. Besides this room is very private, people who come to this floor are mostly nurses and doctors who have been assigned. That's not every time either. Obviously, the situation will be quieter than the other floor. Patient's health can quickly return because of a sense of calm without getting interference from others.

"Why should I cry? Do you think I'm that weak?" Anindi does not like to show sadness or weakness to others, especially the opposite sex.

Rendra smiled thinly first. "I'm not saying you're weak." Here Rendra wants to touch Anindi's heart. From the look of the woman's eyes alone, many wounds and cries were stored. I don't know what the cause is. "But, it is human to feel that we express our feelings by crying. Doesn't everyone deserve that?"

Arguing with Rendra for one topic alone is quite emotionally draining and middle for Anindi. She hopes not to see a guy like Rendra again.

"Next …." Rendra tried to calm Anindi's mind in order to reach her in a good way. "If you feel by crying in front of others it is called weak. How do you tell others how you feel? Because, there are some people who are difficult to be sensitive. That's the point of crying, we can show the intended person that right now our soul is being destroyed."

Anindi. Both eyes of them no one wants to budge, each ego just comes out. After failing in her first marriage, Anindi does not trust men at all. He did not even want to cry in front of the people of Adam, no matter what the pain. Once in the position of hoping in men, but in fact it receives disappointment. That was a valuable lesson in Anindi's life.