My Haluku is my Destiny
OLD WOUND
"good afternoon my beautiful mother" said Mita to open the door of her house.
The atmosphere of the house of silence there is no affirmation from the beloved mother.
"Mother?yuhuu mita came home" said mita opening her mother's room door and no one at all.
Mita thought about contacting her mother later and walking towards her room to change clothes.
"Hungry" said Mita giving her body to the top of the mattress.
Mita took a regular mobile phone that she had, only able to call and text unlike other mobile phones. For him to call and notify was enough for him.
The phone is connected but the mother does not answer the call.
"Maybe mother has business"in mita.
Mita walks out of her room casually while looking for a TV remote and brings it to life.
Mita sat silently staring at the flaming television there was a great sense of emptiness she felt. "Do I still have a family?"mita asked.
Mita was pensive to think of the events that passed so late that she lived the story she remembered to treat the longing.
"The miss" said mya glazed over.
Since the age of 10 years mita began to remember he had a twin brother who was with his parents at that time, but whether his brother is still alive or has not remained a mystery to him.
Kruuyyykkk
"Hunger eat ah" said mita girang back and eat the food at the table.
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"Wake up why sleep in a chair?"ask mom to build a mita who fell asleep in front of the tv.
"Who's going home, Bun?"ask Mita while collecting her life.
"Half nak mama ride the online ojek earlier" said the mother told.
"Building there continues to help the mother cook" said the mother and was taken by the mita who walked towards the room.
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"His first day of school how's son?"ask me while enjoying the meal.
"We have their friends weird but exciting, there's alia,ola and early dad" I said introducing them.
Dad nodded his head at Mita's story."so what class are you in, baby?ask mom to glance mita with interest.
"11 ipa 2 bundes" said mita.
"Like the school? or mita doesn't like it?"ask dad again.
"It's good that you like son" said the mother stroked my head dear.
"Let's hurry the food and rest" said the father.
Mita said goodbye to her parents and went into the room.
"Huhhh tiring day" said Mita slowly and laid her body.
Mita looked up at the sky above the ceiling feeling as white and longing as it was present simultaneously.
"Ahh base you mita cengeng" said mita removing her tears that slowly flowed without her consent.
"Don't go. huhuhu..SORRY. huhuhu" said mita squeezed her chest with tears.
The longing that was held back for years made Mita feel an incredible tightness.
"Lord Mita is tired, we miss, God help mita" said mita closed her eyes and prayed this was all she could do.
Mita fell down while squeezing her chest the longing was peaking making her not brush her hold.
"NOKK...NAKK"tanggis mita is becoming.
"We want to realize dear" said the mother hugged Mita strengthen her.
Rio who is none other than the father of the mita silent motionless his heart was again broken.Himself had been very long he did not see this kind of situation.
"Dear son, have you been deceiving us with your laughter and joy"Rio looked at the wife with the child.
"We love to be aware" said the mother patting slowly cheek mita.
"God why should mita?!why!!!huaaaaa mama papa your brother is evil!!huhuhu" said mita uncontrollably in the arms of the mother.
"Well, shall we take Mita again?"said mother with tears.
Rio's speechless."dad!! listen mom no!"mother's shout resuscitated rio from his daydream.
"Mita is strong darling, she's a tough kid" said the father walking and picked up the mita and lifted her up and put her on the mattress while praying on the mita's ear.
Long enough mita finally fell asleep with sebam eyes, nose reddened even swollen face.
"Yes mother is afraid" said mother hugging father holding back her crying.
"Let's get our bund to sleep let the mita rest" said the father embracing and out of the mita's room.
Rio was pensive to remember the incident 11 years ago when he first found Mita in a state of full wounds alone under the rain so heavy.11 Years ago, he saw his struggle against the trauma he felt. 11 years ago, all the unforgettable events for him and his wife.
...i’m sad, i’m hurt, i’m not okay...
...-mit...
