Mother to My Son

mega rescue 2

Reza arrived in Jakarta at four o'clock in the afternoon, the closest flight was at two o'clock from Surabaya, after baggage management and others he was only able to get out to the arrival area thirty minutes later. He immediately rushed to the International departure, in his heart still harboring hope that he knew it was impossible.

Seeing the flight hours to Japan starting from eight o'clock at night it was impossible Hasna departing from the morning just to leave at night. Reza was sitting limply on why this had happened, why he had forgotten that Hasna was going to Japan when their dispute had not been resolved, why Hasna did not remind him again that she was going to leave, why he had to go to Surabaya when his wife left.

 Reza felt dejavu, four years ago, he also ran around the airport because Mitha had entered the hospital to give birth to Maura, and he had never met Mitha in a conscious state. Now he is also running around the airport because Hasna went to Japan when they had a big fight, whether he will not be reunited with his wife. Reza rubbed his face in frustration. Why he never had any good luck when it came to women.

“Mr...” Mr. Agus' voice breaks Reza's daydream, he was looking down and massaging his head that felt buzzing. While on the plane he barely ate any lunch, only bread and coffee.

“Pak Agus..tadi drove Hasna to the Airport?” Reza immediately stood up and approached the middle-aged man. Agus nodded and looked confused.

“Only I was confused earlier Bu Hasna, along the road rich cry that sad even though only a week yaa”

“Pas down to my side, then say drop the children anterin to school, accompany Miss Maura to class, then if you pick up don't be late worry she played out of school… it was repeated continuously” Pak Agus rubbed his head. Actually, he was worried about Hasna because last night she delivered him also crying when accompanied by Aswin.

“What time does it get to Airport?” Reza can't wait to hear the story of Mr. Agus

“Jam eight thirty, Bu Hasna has been awaited by his friends, many of his friends who follow it, which women who immediately welcome him” Reza estimates that his best friend Hasna named Ammera who accompanies him.

“He said what time is the plane?” Reza saw the clock in his hand is now almost five hours with a time difference of two hours with Indonesia means that in Japan it is 7 pm.

“Tadi Bu Hasna said the plane was at 11.30. using Garu*” Reza sighed, if it had reached such specifics it means he had already left. He sat down and looked down, feeling hopeless to meet Hasna. Pak Agus could only stand by. Almost ten minutes of standing made him start to feel confused about what to do.

“Do you want to find information first about Bu Hasna or how?” Reza lifted his head and looked at Agus. A tired, tangled face was seen emanating from Reza.

“We go home, later I will try to call hopefully can be contacted” Reza moved and followed Mr. Agus to the parking lot. In the car as soon as Pa Agus turned on the car suddenly heard a Korean song playing. Reza immediately frowned, who kept the Korean song in his car.

“Turn off Sir .. why listen to Korean songs now” Reza feels more dizzy

“Ohh this was Bu Hasna playing the song from his phone but after Bu Hasna down the song just kept spinning” Reza frowned Hasna connecting with a bluetooth device why it still rotates means the tool is still there in this car.

“Bu Hasna heard this song while crying Mr... I was surprised to know what it means to” Reza then listen, when Pak Agus will turn it off he stopped him. “Do not turn off Sir I want to hear”

The song he did not understand the Korean language that he understood from the song was only the words If you repeated.if you. Hasna always relativized her feelings with the song BingBang, she remembered when the time in Singapore was when, they became a real married couple.

Reza looked for the song and its meaning, as soon as he frowned what was this? Why is he thinking of leaving. Reza continued to read the lyrics and grew increasingly wrinkled as she read the contents.

“If you, If it's not too late, Can't we go back together?

If you are, If you struggle like me, Can we make something a little easier?, I should be treated better when I am yours”....

Reza looked down he felt that Hasna seemed to be devastated by their last showdown, it was difficult for them to return to normal after the quarrel. The song continued to spin, realising Reza that Hasna left a device connected to bluetooth in the car. Looking for him on the passenger seat there was nothing, the front bench pocket was torn, Reza frowned, Hasna's phone was in the back pocket of the driver's seat. Did he forget or intentionally leave his phone? Reza remembers this is his wife's phone, he always checks the contents of the message on this phone.

“Pak Agus, Mom accidentally left her phone?” finally Reza gave up Hasna's phone. Agus immediately wrinkled. “Kok can be left behind sir, before descending Bu Hasna had contact-rebellion with his friend asked their position at the airport. Fall maybe sir while down” is unlikely to fall thought Reza, must have been deliberately kept in the back pocket of the driver's seat.

Reza immediately opened the phone, he saw the messages there. The unopened messages were from Mama Isna, Mama Merin, Emran, Angga, Father and Angga apparently everyone in the house sent him a message. There are also last messages that have been opened in the top position. Ammera is a female friend.

“Na... We have arrived, just relax.. Do not rush still a lot of our time in terminal 3 yah” and there are many messages below, most of them about the coordination of the position where and when to meet, apartment information and lecture assignments.

Reza immediately sought a message from Arkhan, this activity involves son songong he thought he must have a special conversation, he said, but it turns out that the last message that Hasna did was just about coordinating the presentation that she had read before, whether she deleted the messages from him.

Reza's confusion culminated when, seeing Hasna's unread message, Hasna sent a message that she would follow yesterday's comparative study to her family. All messages are the same to all members of his family.

“Dad, Mama, Kaka n Ade.. Teteh want to go to study comparative to Japan, sorry not to tell from yesterday. #worried si ade asked by2 because. The comparative study is only a week but yesterday they got info they have a winter class slot, so maybe it can be extended. Hp teteh not bring so can not call2an #biar ade not asked by2. But I'll tell you via email. Pray for success to gain useful knowledge. A hug for everything.

“What does this mean winter class” Reza frowned, she read the answer from Mama Merin.

“Teteh leaves at what time? Call Mama before leaving” if you see the message clock Hasna has not seen this message because it was sent at 8.30.

Then Reza saw the other messages from Father, Angga and Emran all expressing surprise because Hasna was considered gone all of a sudden. It means that all this time Hasna never told anything about her activities, there was a feeling of relief in Reza's heart. He was worried that the Bandung family knew of the quarrel between the two of them.

Arriving at home the clock has shown six over fifteen minutes. The atmosphere of the house feels lonely, where do the children think Reza. As he entered in the central room, it appeared Mbak Jumi was waiting for his arrival.

“Master, the children stay at the house of Ibu Isna, because they are worried that here later Maura looking for Neng Hasna eh ..Ms. Hasna. Bu Isna can not leave the house because it has a pet that must be treated he” Mbak Jumi looks sad.

“So Mbak see Bu Hasna pas go” asked Reza short. Jumi looked down and took a breath.

“Iyaaa.. I am so sad this boredom is rich to be left behind for a long time, Ms Hasna to cry cursing me...apologize everything..... indeed want to go long? Kasian children abandoned.loh kok tegaa ninggalin Non Maura and Non Rain. Already married yo kok can leave the old child..what does school want to be? Piye already has a husband sugih ya ndak need to think about school for work” Mbak Jumi so look hit and do not understand why Hasna left home not for school reasons.

“Non Maura kaya ndak know that Bu Hasna went far, just after school with her mother nanyain continued when Buna came home, when Buna came home.continue to do so nanyainnya” he looks confused and sad.

“I rest first Mbak” Reza immediately cut, his mind increasingly confused. What Hasna had planned, she chose yesterday to withdraw since Hasna was angry because she forced her to make physical contact. He should have spoken well before trying to make physical contact with her, but upon hearing Hasna borrow money on Angga and seeing him in her bedroom her mind becomes unfocused and prefers to take shortcuts.

In the atmosphere of the quiet room and night made him feel more alone, after changing clothes. He threw himself in bed and saw Hasna, there were many messages he had not read but most of Ammera's new friends, he said, apparently they often go together lately because from his message they promised to meet to several places together. His head felt dizzy, he had not eaten dinner but absolutely no desire to eat and felt hungry. Hasna's phone was placed on the bedside table, accidentally dropping the folded paper on it. Whatisthis?

The letter! From Hasna. Reza immediately woke up, a glimpse of this letter was not visible because it was the same color as the table. He immediately sat down, apparently his wife still had the awareness to communicate with her husband.

Assalamualaikum Wr's. Wb.

Mas Reza's

Thank you for all the kindness and blessings that have been given to me. I'm sorry I can't speak directly because I can't meet Mas Reza anymore.

I'm not the Cup. I'm just a woman who doesn't know how to behave with other people after marriage, never had a boyfriend before, so all my friends are considered men or women. People always say that I am insensitive but is it because I do not realize the feelings of men then become a mistake? Maybe that's my stupidity like Mas always said. BUT I'M NOT A ROLLING CUP.. Because it turns out that in the end I was never anyone's trophy even for my own husband. 

It turned out to be very difficult to put myself in this position, all this time I thought that I would be able to pass a marriage only to be a mother of two children like Mas said, as he used to say, I thought about trying to fight in this marriage, but in the end I thought about whether it was worth the struggle. 

In this marriage I feel alone, I look at Mas Reza and Mas Reza keep looking at Mitha. Indeed there has never been our word in this marriage, only them. I got married because of the children and Mas Reza married because of the children… So it's only natural that Mas Reza never thought of me as a woman because in the heart of Mas Reza said “kita” is with Mbak Mitha.

It turns out like this it feels heartbroken, rejected by the people we love and we think love us but it turns out we are nobody. Maybe this is the price I have to pay for indifference to the man who used to say I like. I have to apologize to them. It turns out that not caring about the person's feelings is very painful. 

Forgive me if I go.. give me time to organize myself .. too crowded for me to be able to continue in this house, I can no longer breathe… feeling worthless and valued is something new, I fear being locked away forever in this feeling. 

I want to restore my confidence and personal feeling as before, like I knew Mas Reza where I felt confident and able to deal with all the problems well.  Please don't tell Mama, Dad, Angga or Emran.. I'm afraid they will be sad, later let me tell you myself, people say one way to be an adult is to lose the place to complain and swallow all the problems yourself...being an adult is not good. 

I am pregnant. Don't worry that I will take good care of it, because it becomes part of my body, the fruit of the love of my feelings for a man that I consider good. The day we had a fight was when I found out that I was pregnant and wanted to surprise Mas Reza but it turned out to be for me. 

After Japan if I'm not ready to go home don't try to find me.. Give me a chance to rest until all these wounds are healed and I can meet my head held high. Turn off all the flavor so there will be no more pain when you see Mas Reza.

Please accompany Maura during my stay, she is the heaviest thing and a burden on my mind, but I also have to think about her sister who is now growing in my stomach. I have prepared stories and videos for Maura, later Brother Rain who will help. 

Thank you and forgive me for not being able to fulfill the promise of being a beautiful woman who guards the honor of her husband, it turns out my religious knowledge is still not how much. God willing I will be a better woman if I meet Mas Reza, accepting all fates with sincerity to be the mother of your children. 

Wassalam 

Hasna

Reza's hands shook as he read the letter, his tears flowing, his face hardened instantly all the walls of the barrier that had been covering all the turmoil and his heart's anxiety was shattered.

“HASNAAAAAAAA.