
the tears of the mother waiting for the only son who had long gone to wander in the capital had been several years passed but who was waiting never to return the newspaper did not approach or telephone it does not ring even if the phone belongs to a neighbor
let alone the television phone is not in his possession only radio butut in his own name Sona mother he has been widowed long enough he chose himself with his only son but since decided to migrate he never again the anxiety in the heart of a mother he wishes his son well
sona's mother worked in the fields of a wealthy merchant after work, boiling hot water to make a pot of fresh tea water and boiling a cassava trunk that had been cut small for a simple dinner maybe but it's so good for Sona's mom
on a quiet night, there was the sound of raindrops and getting busier in the prayers of Sona's mother, hopefully her son will return soon
heard the news that his son is married and already has a son to hear the news that sona's mother is happy and sad
why doesn't his son come home and get married without him knowing if mom's not important to you
sona's mother's tears never stopped in her swab with both hands
the feeling of longing has not been treated even now the sadness is approaching now Sona's mother hot fever he hugs himself with a blanket feel the body temperature is heating up in the state of pain Sona's mother raised clothesline outside then continue cooking hot water
with a glass of warm tea water and boiled cassava, Bu Sona hoped that the fever would subside with all his energy to spend the boiled cassava
then go back to sleep
and in the capital an adult man was enjoying a cup of coffee on the front porch of his house while reading a newspaper
and a boy was playing a bicycle with his mother
he forgot his mother
or he was ashamed of his mother's condition in the village
or indeed he did not want to see his mother again which he would surely later regret it
the situation of Sona's mother is getting worse as if knowing the situation Bu Sona wrote a letter to her son that read
" your mother misses you so much
very much love you
I hope and pray to meet you for a moment"
and a few days later Sona's mother died
a few years later Mr. Imron accidentally crossed paths with his son Bu Sona at a restaurant in Jakarta and said his mother...Sona deliberately didn't say your mother "mother...Sona was dead three years ago and there was a letter to her son who never met him if you saw him and after saying that Imron left
then he fell so ungodly he was
then he went to his mother's house which is now flat without buildings because of Bu Sona's will for children's playgrounds in this village, then Mr. Imron gave a letter to his mother after reading her he could not resist the cry of regret no longer meaningless people who so loved her is gone and he was so selfish just because the treasure and prestige he deliberately forgot his mother yes his mother who gave birth to her and took care of her loving and affectionate and what in return the sentence of his mother who missed him was so poignant in the recesses of his heart