MENTALLY

SEPI

Almira felt the atmosphere of the house was very quiet, his two younger siblings may have entered their respective rooms, understandably already almost 10 nights. Almira was forced out of the room, as she felt uneasy as she closed her eyes. It had been three months he did not occupy his room, his laughter felt different, let alone the shadow of himself crying at that time. What a war he felt.

Intending to take drinking water in the kitchen turned out, Bik Ratmi was still struggling with kitchen affairs. "Not sleeping, Bi?" almira asked in a soft voice. Maybe it was night and quiet, Bi Ratmi was surprised that there was a voice calling out to him. Moreover, for a long time the son of his employer did not live at home.

"Power Wrestling, Ma'am Al makes it a shock!" said Bik Ratmi while stroking her chest. "Mr Al needs what, here Auntie helps?"

Almira smiled for a while then shook her head, stepped her feet towards the fridge and picked up a bottle of drinking water. "Just want a drink!"

"Ouh kirain can't sleep" Bik Ratmi guessed as he continued his work. Arrange dishes and glasses that have been dry to the closet, and wipe the kitchen set.

"Yes that too, Bi."

Bik Ratmi, who is a single-child widow, feels compassion for her employer's child. Not healed properly will mental disorders faced with the reality of a quiet family without the attention of parents. "Mbak Al, afraid of sleeping alone? Want a Bibik's friend?"

Bi Ratmi realized he was only an ART but did not have the heart of Almira's current state. He did not want to do evil by letting his master's son think for himself.

"Almira can sleep in Bibik's room?"

Bi Ratmi suddenly blinked his eyes, never thought the employer's child would ask to sleep in an ART room. Not because it's small or dirty, no. Mr. Muhtar's family treated ART very well, even the ART room and driver were very decent. But Bi Ratmi just said the employer's son slept in his room, later if Mr. Muhtar suddenly came home afraid of anger.

"Can't you, Bi?" tanya Almira breaks Bik Ratmi's daydream.

"Huh.oh...Bo's..I can, but.later that sir...."

Bik Ratmi is worried that Mr. Muhtar will be angry if his daughter sleeps in the ART room. "Papa doesn't know that Al's coming home, Bik."

Well...Almira had received a message from doctor Ibram that the handsome doctor had sent a message to Mr. Muhtar that Almira came home from the cottage with Radit. The beautiful girl was sure that the father did not read the doctor's message, understand the habit of papa will not read the message, he only received a phone call.

Finally, Bik Ratmi agreed to Almira's request. With awkward feeling, Bik Ratmi let Almira in, he immediately hit the mattress with the lumberjack before Almira climbed into the bed. He treated his employer very special.

"Bibik is okay, right? Sorry if the bed's getting tight?" Almira is not feeling good enough to sleep in Bik Ratmi's room. He realized that if he did not go to sleep immediately, then a lot of negative events appeared repeatedly. Until he was down and scared. His sane mentality did not want to go back to the mental disorder suit anymore. It is painful to have such a disturbance. If only faith were not strong, Almira might have cut the veins.

"Miss can sleep on this bed?" ask Bik Ratmi who will accompany Almira until sound. He saw the pretty girl's pretty eyes, maybe soon to be asleep, thought Bik rammi.

"No pa-pa, Bik. In the cottage Al taught independently with the condition. Even the mattress in the cottage is smaller than this."

Bik Ratmi nodded her head, she saw that her master's son was trying desperately to fall asleep. Once he took a heavy breath, then exhaled slowly with his eyes open, Bik Ratmi saw him. By venturing out Bik Ratmi stroked the top of Mr. Muhtar's daughter's head.

As a mother who had felt the backbone of the family, certainly felt the sadness of Almira. Bik Ratmi's son was bullied because he was poor, so almost every night Bik Ratmi would hug the child to make him calm. Likewise, she will take on the role of Mrs Anggraini and Mr. Muhtar, giving a warm hug to the beautiful girl who is getting louder crying.

While patting the delicate back of Almira, Bik Ratmi continues to rave patiently mbak Al, mbak Al strong, mbak Al should be able to rise. He painstakingly strengthened the heart of Almira, until half an hour Almira was finally able to control her crying.

"Thank you, Bik!" he said while breaking down the embrace. Bik Ratmi just nodded, then thrust a glass of water to Almira. Very attentive, as well as he did not want to pry what Almira felt tonight. He gave Almira a chance to open up, giving her the strength to dare to express what she felt.

Bik Ratmi remembers very well how his son's BK teacher used to provide oral therapy in the form of soul-building motivation to always instill positive thinking, and also some advice one of them, shut up, listen, hug.

Evidently, after the Almira to emphasize drinking water. Almira sat cross-legged facing Bik Ratmi. His eyes were more and more beautiful, actually not the heart but Bik Ratmi allowed Almira to stay awake.

"Houses are always quiet like this, Bik?" her question then, a sobbing still sounded and Bik Ratmi nodded her head.

"Mama and Papa didn't come home?" once again Bik Ratmi replied with a nod.

"Why did they abandon Bima and Radit?"

"Bik Ratmi doesn't know for sure, Non. What are the thoughts and decisions of Mr and Mrs. It's just that..," Bik ratmi paused his speech not to let him slip the relationship of Mr. Muhtar and Madam. He was worried that Almira would go into shock and put him down.

"News, Bik. I want everyone near me to be honest. Help me trust people, Bik. Make me comfortable with people's stories without having to hide important things, let alone my life's interests."

Bik Ratmi stroked Almira's arm, nodding. Maybe Almira also deserves to know this family relationship, but Bik Ratmi only took the footage. "Indeed the Madam is no longer living here. Non...but Bibik does not want after this Non sick again huh?" there was a fear in Bik Ratmi's mind, not her capacity to explain as well.

"Just relax, Bik. I'm strong," Almira's promise reassures. Bik Ratmi also highlighted the condition of this house after Almira stayed in the hospital and cottage, Bima's condition which was often accompanied by the mistress Anggraini and Radit who were increasingly busy with school activities. Make this house quiet and no warmth between his family.

"They are still selfish. Though the real evidence of their selfishness I was almost crazy, but they repeated it. Letting Radit and Bima alone."

"Even I am sure Bima will protest with the attitude of mama and papa, because he had protested when we walked in the mall first. Naturally very reasonable Bima protested, he was going through puberty, looking for identity but no observer. They're selfish, Bik."

Bik Ratmi nodded, "I promise Bik will pay attention to my two younger brothers. From this moment on I don't want to know about mama and papa's business. If they're sane, they'll remember their children's happiness."

Bik Ratmi smiled with satisfaction, giving both thumbs up to Almira who had the determination to make her two younger siblings happy, as the first child of course to pay attention to her two younger siblings is mandatory.

"Good, Non. At least from now on, Non Almira does not need to think about unimportant things, stay focused with Mr. Radit and Mr. Bima."

Almira nodded in agreement.