Mom, Why Am I Different?
Chapter 28
“Assalammualiakum," said I and Luna simultaneously.
"Waalaikumsalam," came the answer from inside the house.
Not long before Roy's door was wide open. Looked Bu Asih who was standing in front of his door. There was still an angry and upset face from her eyes when she looked at me.
“You want what you're here for?" asked Bu Asih in a sharp tone to make Luna look at him with fear.
"I'm sorry if our arrival bothers you, we're here to see Roy" I replied with a bit of hesitation and fear.
"Yes Nek, Luna and I want to look at Om Roy. Can you please, Grandma?" asked Luna while walking a little closer to Bu Asih.
Moments Bu Asih just silently pensively while staring at the innocent face of Luna who was standing before him while hugging a book on her chest. Slowly Bu Asih sat in front of Luna smiling and caressing the long hair of the little girl. This time I did not see the face of ketus and angry from Bu Asih, precisely the affection and pity as he looked at Luna.
“You want to meet with Om Roy, if possible Grandma knows what book you brought?” ask Bu Asih while smiling.
“Luna wants to show Om Roy a painting, Grandma want to see?” luna replied with a sweet smile.
“Mau, then we go in yuk. Grandma will call Om Roy in her room,” said Bu Asih while extending his hand to Luna and holding her.
“Rani, come on in,” her orders to me to my surprise and wake up from my daydream.
“Iya Ma'am, thank you,” I replied with a smile.
“Luna you sit here first yes with Mom, Grandma want to call Om Roy first yes,” said Bu Asih while releasing his hand from Luna's hand.
“Iya Nek,” replied Luna briefly with a smile.
After waiting almost 30 minutes, Roy was seen coming out with the help of his father. Somehow when I saw the state of Roy who was still full of wounds due to the actions of Niko, my tears immediately dripped without being restrained. Slowly Roy sat down beside Luna and hugged the little girl with longing.
“Assalamualaikum Rani, why are you crying?” roy asked when he saw me start to shed tears.
“Oh no, I'm just sorry for what happened to you I'm sorry if all this time I've always made you hurt,” I replied to Roy while wiping my tears.
“This is not because of your fault Ran ...” has not finished Roy spoke Luna directly cut off the speech of the handsome man who was in front of her.
“Om see Luna painting, good no?” asked Luna while showing her picture results while at school.
“Wah very nice painting Miss Beautiful, if you may know who this is?” roy asked while pointing to a male figure in the picture Luna which was located separately from several other people.
“This is Dad, he is looking at us from a distance,” explained Luna while pointing at her painting.
“Why did Luna draw Daddy away from us?" roy asked curiously at Luna's answer.
"So I can't hit Om Roy like yesterday" he replied, wiping a painting he named Om Roy.
Roy and I fell silent and looked at each other when they heard Luna's words. I didn't expect a 7-year-old to think so maturely beyond his age. When we were silent to hear Luna's words suddenly Bu Asih came with a tray containing several drinks.
"Please drink Ran first," said Bu Asih while putting a glass on the table.
"Thank you, ma'am" I replied with a smile to Ms. Asih.
"There is inside watching television, do you want Mother to call Father," Bu Asih bargained to the son.
"Yes, because there is something I want to tell you to Father and Mother" Roy replied to his mother.
"Rani, I just go in first yes," said Bu Asih as he stood up from his seat.
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When I, Luna and Roy were talking in the living room. Bu Asih and Mr. Usman quietly watched us from behind the middle room wall. Not how long Bu Asih directly pulled the hand of the husband to slightly away from us.
"Sir looks like Roy has feelings for Rani, he also asked Mother to call the Father earlier," Asih told the husband.
"What's going on until Roy calls you there?" asked Usman who looked curious about what his wife said.
"Either I don't know Sir, but what if Roy proposed to Rani" Asih replied in surprise at what she thought.
"If you leave everything to Roy, because he is a man and it's time for him to have a companion" Usman replied as he walked towards the living room.
"But sir, Rani is the widow of one child" Asih said as she held her husband's hand quickly.
"What if Rani is a widow, I'm sure she's a good girl. It's not that I know how Rani's wedding journey with her ex-husband used to be," explained Usman as he walked away from Asih who was still silent.
"It is also true what the Father said, after all, no woman wants to be a widow," Asih's mind immediately follows the steps of the husband.
"Sorry yes we were long inside, because you have to be in the bathroom first," said Bu Asih as if looking for an excuse.
"What's Roy saying, I have something you want to tell us?" usman asked his son while sitting next to Roy.
"Actually I wanted to talk about this when I was cured, but by chance Rani is here so I'd better talk about it now," roy replied to make everyone in the place curious.
"What Roy will talk about, and why I'm so stubborn like this, "my mind while looking nervous in front of Roy and his parents.
"Roy wants to propose to Rani to be his wife, do you agree with me?" roy asked his parents.
"What! It turned out that he actually proposed to me, "my inner self while being shocked when he heard Roy say.
"If you leave everything to you, because you are an adult and it is time that you choose and live your life according to your own conscience, " replied Usman while patting the son's shoulder.
"When what about Mom?" Roy asked the mother when he saw Asih just speechless.
"If you think Rani is the best woman for you, God willing, Mother will always be supportive, "Ashih replied while looking into the eyes of the son.
"But Mas, you know I'm just a widow with one child even materially I'm still far from lacking, " said I as I looked down as if embarrassed by what happened in my life.
"Your status and your financial condition are not important to me, I loved you long before you loved your ex-husband. Rani bint Hendra will you accept my proposal, " Roy said, looking me in the eye.
