MENTALLY

UNDECIDED

After ending the video call with Aqil. Almira spilled herself while staring at the sky of her room. Advice from Aqil will be considered. It is true, it is time he made peace with his mother.

His role to form his personality can not be forgotten, if only the mother did not press him excessively maybe Almira is not this strong, being a kind and charming woman.

"Should I try?" lama weighed Almira was finally asleep with heavy thoughts.

It is not easy, eliminating a trauma let alone the trauma created by the closest person. Sometimes, to promote self-happiness is necessary, so that someone is not easily oppressed.

Almira's mental illness is quite strange, when she is healed and learning to be herself, she has to sacrifice her relationship with her mother. Like it or not, Almira must make peace with her mother. The relationship between children and parents will not be interrupted, if you want to be selfish, forget the figure of the mother in Almira's life, there must be a void in his life later.

Morning's....

After the morning service, Almira rushed to help Bik Ratmi prepare breakfast. He will do the habits that are done in the cottage. Remember very well what Budhe said first, successful people wake up before the sun rises.

"By, Bik!" greet Almira kindly, with her sweet smile. He approached Bik Ratmi who was cooking fried rice for breakfast this morning.

"Non, how are you awake? Already let's bibik alone," forbid when Almira began to take the cobek. Bik Ratmi's habit since long ago will not want to use blender in concocting fried rice seasoning, will definitely use cobek. He said let the typical smell of the onion duo feel.

"No pa-pa, Bik. In the Almira cottage also help prepare breakfast really, even more members."

Bik Ratmi nodded, staring at the young master who had changed in a matter of months. Honestly, Bik Ratmi likes Almira now rather than the first one that only focuses on books.

"Well, old man, bik if you're out of town?" almira deliberately talked about the papa who until now there is no news. Even the doctor Ibram still sent chat checking the state of Almira, while the papa seemed to not want to know the state of his son.

"I.yeah, Non!" Bik Ratmi nervously got such a question. Fear of further interrogation, wrong talk led to the recurrence of Almira even more fatal.

"If mama? Don't live here anymore? Is it because I'm not here, mommy won't come?"

"Big?" call Almira again, even to the point of turning towards Bik Ratmi. As much as possible pretend not to listen, even get reprimanded.

"Hmmm...Madame...Madam!" believe me, the more people answer stuttering, the more it shows a great suspicion, including Almira. The appearance of Bik Ratmi was so intense, that it made ART helpless. Afraid of rumah, how about the rampage, so inner Bik Ratmi who thinks Almira like a crazy person in general. Rampage when not according to his wishes.

"Anu... Anu!" Bik Ratmi was still stuttering. Concentration to stain the vaporized seasoning already.

"Sir, come on tell me about my mom and dad!" remengek Almira spoiled on this family ART. Curiosity is no longer spared. He must know the real situation, even though he and his two younger siblings had agreed to live together, love each other even though their parents seemed to be out of hand. It should not be that happy families should stay away from each other because of Almira's mental problems.

"I should be supported to heal. Mom and Dad blamed each other. I don't need a wrong or right confession, I just need the support of Madam Al let's heal mama and papa loves you, you can ask anything from us. But it's impossible Bik" Almira monologue with a sad tone. He wants to tell a story, be responded to thankfully not responded to nor does it matter. Almira just needs to be heard because for him the solution is on himself.

"Non," Bik Ratmi was heartless. The sad face of Almira indicates that the beautiful girl is still living under pressure.

"Sometimes I think, what's life for, Bik. Everyone was competing to show their prowess. Treasures, cleverness, social strata, actually all that for what. Though happy people are different, I wonder."

"That's how humans are, non. He wants to be the best, until sometimes he forgets how to be grateful. Don't think about it, Non Almira's parents must be fine." This time Bik Ratmi impressed more relaxed voice, he seemed to have been able to control his emotions.

"Maybe they're pretending to be good, but their hearts aren't doing well!" sahut Almira fast. "Aunty, do I need to start communicating with my mom again?"

Bik Ratmi, who was able to calm down a little, was riled up by Almira's question, he was afraid that Almira was close to the mother would get sick again, although Bik Ratmi believed the mistress had changed.

"Bik" Almira said.

Bik Ratmi gasped then nodded.