Mom, Let Me Be Happy

CHAPTERS 16. The House of Santana

The day begins in the afternoon when Shaka's two friends say good-bye to go home, escorted by Denny. Shaka manipulates his sadness with the makeup of the smile he develops on his lips.His little heart is agitated, wondering about what Ali and Reyhan told him.

"Shaka, isn't Shaka happy to be visited by friends?" ask Mariam who understands that her son is not okay. "Shaka is happy, Mom. Even more than just feeling happy," then Shaka again forced a smile on his lips.

Of course, Mariam was not that easy to believe. A mother's instincts are always able to understand her child more than herself, as well as Mariam. He was able to see the sadness that Shaka hid from the look in his eyes.

"here, baby! believe me, there's nothing else for Shaka to worry about" Mariam said, bringing Shaka up on her lap. "Mom, is it true that you sold our house?" ask Shaka. " Why did Shaka say that?" Mariam asked back.

"Ali, and Reyhan told Shaka, he said Dicky and his mother now live in our house, Mom," Shaka said. " What is it that makes Shaka sad?" ask Mariam while smiling. Shaka nodded his head.

"Lantas, what can keep Shaka entertained, son? I'll do it!" persuade Mariam. "Let's look over there, ma'am. Shaka wants to know" Shaka sulks.

"All right, but not now, yeah!" mariam. " Shaka wants it now, Mom. Shaka please just now."

Mariam dilemma, between obeying it or not. However, if he does not do so it means he reneges on his own promise. Finally Mariam told her about it to Denny's mother, to get the best advice.

"If according to Mother, there's no harm in you going there to make sure. Remember, never show your sorrow in front of them, yes!" advice from Denny's mother. "Calm down, I'll ask Denny to drive you.

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The sky is reddened like a rose petal. Slowly fade the sign of twilight no longer stay. Only the color of the night ornate lights illuminate the houses.

Denny escorts Mariam, and Shaka to his old house at Mom's request. "Mariam, what are you going to do, and Shaka is doing there?" Denny asked with a bit of worry. "Nothing, Mom! Shaka just wanted to make sure," Mariam replied briefly.

Now they arrived in the courtyard of Santana's house, the house they had just left a few days ago. A sense rippled across the space of Mariam's heart. When the house full of memories was plastered in front of him.

Denny looked at the face of the woman he loved. I want Denny to say, to never again set foot in the house that bears witness to the suffering of Mariam, and Shaka all this time. However, his lips were faint and mute a thousand languages.

With trembling hands, Mariam knocked on her door. It was the memory of him who opened the door for guests. But now the situation is different.

The door was opened after Mariam knocked on it several times. "Who, Asih?" yelled santana betanya from inside. Asih had not yet answered, Santana was already there.

"Mariam, what are you here for?" stuttering Santana. "It's not me, Mas but, Shaka," replied Mariam flatly. Santana's gaze immediately turned toward Shaka.

"I told you, don't see me again!" Santana toilet. While Asih who heard the words Santana grinned evilly. " Look at your son's eyes, Mas .. tell him yourself!" mariam firmly.

"Don't worry, Dad. Shaka just wanted to make sure, who made Dad forget us!" sahut Shaka's. Everyone was astonished to hear Shaka's words at that time.

"Listen to this, Dad. Dad doesn't even deserve to be my mother's husband, even though Dad is my real father," Shaka's words again make Santana stop her hankering. Asih rounded his eyes to hear the words coming out from the mouth of a boy of Shaka's age, which he never thought.

"Look, Dad. Shaka even lived and grew up without Dad by our side. Shaka can survive without a thousand dads like you but, Shaka wouldn't be able to live even a minute without a mother."

Mariam's tears began to tear through her defenses. The corners of the eyes began to drain the clear circles that moisten the cheeks until they fall to the ground. Santana lowered her face as if embarrassed at the words spoken from Shaka's mouth.

"Basic, don't know yourself! Such is the treatment of children educated by women like you, Mariam," Asih lontar. Instead of feeling defended, Santana just men*mpar Asih mouth in front of Mariam, Denny, and Shaka. "Aww, Ma!" Grimacing in pain.

"Get in!!!" snapped Santana on Asih. Santana is again waiting for what Shaka will say. In her little heart, Santana really understood Shaka's attitude.

"Alright, Dad. Mom, and Shaka won't interfere with your life anymore. Shaka was happy to see Dad's face even though I didn't want it. Shaka wouldn't have done the same thing as Dad, if I wanted to see Shaka someday."

"Shaka doesn't hate Dad and Dicky's mom, either" Shaka added. "Enough, Son. Let's go back," concluded Mariam.

Santana could only shut up. Like a mouse in a trap, he is helpless against Shaka's true words. Self-esteem as a father is now told not to be swept by himself.

"If I had known all this from the beginning, I would never have let you marry Mariam," Denny stepped away from Santana's house, following Mariam, and also Shaka who has rushed first to Denny's motorcycle.

On the way back to Denny's house, everything was silent like a silent night. Everyone who rides the motorcycle is busy with their own feelings. Until the moment the cry of mariam was heard by Denny, and Shaka....

"No, Mother, there are no more tears for Dad who wasted us" said Shaka. "Yes, Mariam. Everything is real now, don't cry for a bi*dab guy like Santana" Denny said.

The innocent Shaka suddenly looks more mature than his age. From now on, the words thrown from Shaka's mouth like the words of someone who is not the same age as him. Although all of that was the speech of a boy, however, it could not be denied the truth.

They're at Denny's and Mom's house. Mariam, and Shaka went straight in there. While Denny returns to stay at Umar and Lita's house.

"How, Mariam?" I greeted them with questions. Just wanting to open her mouth to answer Mom, Shaka had already cut off the conversation. "There's nothing there, Grandma," said Shaka smiling.

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