
A few years ago
The morning light showed the light. Light the sky from the darkness. Every single one of the most perfect living beings begins its time. Small barrel with passion to follow the activities of Mala, the mother who is busy mingon the material in the baking pan. The difference that was adopted by Laras was the toy that his mother bought. Mala looked at her daughter with a smile then before long she finished the dough and put it in the oven.
"Clearned!" Call Fajar, the brother.
"Yes, brother." Baras ran to approach the brother.
Fajar gave a gift to his sister. Who is not happy when given a gift. Laras received the gift while thanking his only sister.
"It's a big brother's gift, for a sister who went up in second grade."
"But I can't be a champion, brother."
Dawn smiled as she ruffled her hair. Indeed, he often heard from his school friends if he could not rank his parents did not give gifts. But the gift does not have to be a champion. Can form appreciation of the child in order to learn more vigorously.
"For your brother to be the champion of our hearts, Ras. Brother works so Laras can go to high school. I quit school to help my mom and dad."
Laras hugged tightly to her brother's waist. Because his body is only limited to the waist of the brother. Dawn returned his brother's embrace. Mala saw the sight shed her tears. He was happy that Fajar loved Laras another mother.
"Yes, mom!" The barn where his mother stood.
"This cake is ripe. Gifts for the mother's son who went to class." With a full expression of shade the woman who was then 27 years old invited her daughter to take a cake that had been cut.
"Nake?" Laras nodded happily. A piece of old sponge also entered his mouth. The barrel cuts some of the cake and is stored in a plastic container. Steps ran into a room in front of the front door. The entrance room has a poster of kurt Cobain.
"Sister." call him.
"Yes, Race." Sahut Fajar's.
"This is a cake for my sister. It's delicious, brother." Laras offered the cake he had prepared.
"This will make Laras. Special mom made it because you went to class."
"There are many, brother. Anyway this is for brother let his work spirit." Laras left her brother's room.
Dawn tells Mala and Laras to go to work. While Fauzan has gone to work since dawn to scavenge sustenance. Fauzan the father, working as a motorcycle taxi driver.His hand did not stop wiping his face.
That afternoon, Baras woke up. Because the school is still on holiday Laras chose to beleha-leha with the main barbie giving Dawn. For living standards Barbie doll barrel is an expensive item. In the past, when his mother was able to make a cake project, Laras was invited to the mall to buy clothes. But when he found out the price was expensive, he asked his mother to buy clothes in the market only.
The atmosphere of the house rame, the 8-year-old girl was astonished. What show is at his house. The sound of the mother's crying. Like a heart-wrenching cry. Laras heard his mother keep saying the name of the brother.
"Mom." Sapa Laras
"Clearned!" Mala's hug is still crying.
"What's up, ma'am?"
"Your brother, son, your brother is no more."
"I mean mom, what's wrong with Dawn?"
"Your brother was in an accident while delivering the gas. His car was hit by a train in bintaro. and .. and ...." Mala could not continue her story.
"And it exploded"
"Yahoooo!"
In the present moment
Laras stood staring at his late mother's room. After Mala's funeral, Laras was visited by Raya to be invited to work at her home. But the girl was still hesitant about accepting her superior's offer. He was afraid that the people around him would consider him a matre. Though she had rejected Raya's offer to be Rangga's wife.
"Yes, Va." Baras wiped his face that looked puffy.
"You are patient, yes. Do not leave prayers for your father, Madam Mala and Dawn. For the prayer of the son of God will keep them from the torment of the fire of hell. You also have to look ahead, don't dissolve in sadness."
"Thank you, Va. You are my friend, you are always there when I need you."
Eva chuckled at Laras' praise "But if you need money don't be like me. I want to have money too."
"But you're not taught to make cakes. It could be your capital, lo. You know, Va, if I'm lazy to help mom, she'll say "Liat ya Eva. He can make a good cake." You can do it, Va. Don't think I'm the one who made my customer run away."
Eva just smiled wryly, there was a bad taste because it was used as a comparison tool. But Eva believes Mala's mother's intention is to get Laras motivated to learn.
"Well, is something coming?"Call mom Ida.
Barrel and Eva out of the room. They found guests who came to visit. Looks like some of his fellow OB friends are coming. Laras still greeted them kindly, seeming Maya also joined the group.
Maya just hides behind, she's embarrassed to meet Laras. Since then, Maya has become an OB. Lucky she was not fired by Raya, because said Raya she considered Maya's performance.
Maya chose to sit on the floor because she was still ashamed of her attitude towards Laras. Some OB friends whispered aloud seeing Maya's attitude. Baras came to Maya who was still pensive outside.
"Mad Maya, let's go inside." Bring Laras.
"I'm ashamed, Race. I'm wrong with you a lot."
"Sister, I'm sorry brother. It is precisely the words of my brother yesterday made me realize that I cannot be spoiled. Yeah, maybe it's because of the effect I'm the youngest so it looks spoiled." Answer Laras.
Maya hugs Laras, the incident she did to Laras apparently also befall her daughter. When Maya meets her son's school, she gets word that her son was told to clean the toilet until it was locked from the outside. Wc air that has no pentillation also makes the child difficult to breathe. Lucky someone found out when they wanted to go to WC.
"I'm sorry, Ras. I am envious to see you are new but close to Bu Raya. As for us, just chatting with Bu Raya was disinclined." Adu Maya's.
"Laras" Seemed a graceful-looking man coming with a young woman.
"Mom, Raya." Laras and Maya greet Raya in turn.
"You're working at my house? If so I wait for you to pack." Redevelopment.
"Mom, give me time. I still have a lot to take care of." Please Laras. She was not feeling well when Raya again invited her to work with them.
"I gave you my time, two days ago. You also did not use it to consider my request. And I'm asking you to come with me now. Sorry if I forced. I just want to help you, Ras. Said Rangga you're a close friend of Ina's. It's my son, so you're also my family."
"So you already know about me and Ina." Raya nodded.
Raya remembers all night when the phone call with Rangga. He reported hiring someone in the apartment where Rangga lives now. When Raya informed about the name of ART that will take care of her apartment. Rangga asked the mother to treat Laras well. Because Laras is Ina's dear friend.
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