
"Hows it? You likey?" Sumi asked as Ayumi started to enjoy her breakfast.
"Like. The porridge is good, ... continue to taste the vegetables there are achems that is?" Ayumi said with her mouth constantly chewing.
Sumi nodded.
"This is famous. Even so different from other Porridge, this 'Raden' Porridge is the most salable!" Sumi explained.
"Mama's right, .. I really like it!"
The woman smiled, while again enjoying a portion of her Chicken Porridge with such enthusiasm.
"Geez, drink it until you forget." Sumi patted her forehead, she stood up and directly walked towards the kitchen.
Sumi immediately brought two plastic cups, grabbed a yellow teapot and after that, Sumi immediately returned to the middle room where Ayumi was. He placed it on the table, then filled the glass with the warm tea water he had made some time ago.
"Take the Porridge, after that you take medicine!" Sumi reminded.
He almost grabbed a spoon to eat his breakfast, but he stopped when he remembered something.
"What medicine did you bring?" Chick Sumi toned.
Ayumi nodded.
"Medicine, purse, money I brought .. only hape I live in." Ayumi said as she rubbed both corners of her lips.
Sumi smile.
"Next time don't be like this! What if people at home are worried? Or something bad happened, who do you want to call?"
"I ... just don't want my brother to meet me! I want to be angry for a long time."
"Could it be? No miss?"
"Kangen. I'm just sprains! Brother, Om Al, Mother, Father, ... Everyone knows, but me? I was left blind with all the truth."
Sumi gave a smile, she shifted to sit closer again, then touched the back of Ayumi's hand.
"Because you're explaining you don't want to know where you're from. And Mr. Al obeyed your will, until the road for Mama approached that was a little open because you know not the biological children of Mr. Ali and Bu Tutih, back closed … and Mama can only accept that time."
Ayumi shifted the styrofoam that still left a little porridge, brought a plastic cup in front of her, then drank slowly after blowing it first.
"Is the book a true story? Or is it just a fiction that Mama combined with Mama's own story, and how did we split up?" Ayumi hesitated a bit to ask, but she did not hold back because her curiosity was so high.
Sumi shifted her breakfast first, drank her warm tea water, then straightened her body, making a position facing each other with her daughter.
"That's our story. It's just that Mama disguises every character's name."
"Writer's Mama too?"
However, Sumi immediately shook her head.
"Mama just told a friend. She wrote it to Mama, she asked Mama to tell her the story at that time, .. originally she just wanted to share a story so that the burden is not too heavy. However, not long after that she gave Mama the book after it came out."
Ayumi was silent, looking at her real mother's face fixedly. The feeling this time was really free, his heart warmed when he saw the look on Sumi's face which also turned not as bad as when Ayumi first met him.
"Can I ask? I mean …"
"Ask me. That's good because we don't know each other yet, Mama did have you for nine months. Loving you so much even if we haven't met, even fate separates us for 20 years."
Ayumi's heart trembled.
"Who's Alex?"
"He's Valter. His name is Valter, you have his good looks in the female version." Sumi smile.
Ayumi's manic moved, diving into her mother's eyes filled with so deep sadness. Just imagine, in the life of the lover of hearts without a news, and after he gave up and opened his heart to others the man immediately returned, and without much to say he immediately married his own brother, his brother, after that it was forcibly impregnated, and left her alone after separating her Baby with the tough woman.
Ayumi approached, immediately hugging Sumi and crying.
"It has. The important thing is that we're together, you can meet your mom here, Mama's not going anywhere. Whenever you can stop by Randy, but if you can't stay, the house is still too small!" Sumi chuckles.
While Ayumi.
The woman continued to sob, until Sumi could feel her clothes getting wet.
"Don't cry, your eyes are swollen!"
"Why are they bad?"
"Because they feel ashamed. They were ashamed of her daughter getting pregnant out of wedlock, and the most embarrassing thing was her own sister-in-law impregnating 'Laras'."
Sumi tried to explain so calmly, although her heart was broken when she remembered that, but she tried to be strong in front of Ayumi who was currently looking so weak.
"But why was it thrown away? What's my fault?" His voice sounded disjointed.
"Not wrong. It was Mama's fault! They were ashamed when Mama gave birth to you, they ate every neighbor's talk. His mind is already bad, so they think you're the real proof of a bad thing that Mama did."
Ayumi's cry was getting louder.
"Easy." Sumi patted Ayumi on the back.
"I want to be angry, but I don't know who!"
"Get angry with Mama, because Mama can't take care of you as she should."
Ayumi unraveled her embrace, then shook her head.
"If they come. I don't want to forgive them, I don't let Mama do good to them!"
Sumi chimed in with her head, scooped up Ayumi's face, rubbed every drop of tear with her thumb, and looked at her deeply.
"They are wrong. They are also too outrageous to have separated us, ..but our lives will not be calm if anger and resentment continue to linger in the heart. You Ayumi Kirana, the girl with all the tenderness that Mama knows, must not change just because of a dark story in the past. Ye know? Mama is proud of both your parents, they take care of you with great love, teach you to be such a good child, your heart is soft, … never change just because they wrong us. We don't know God has already returned anything to Valter and Mom's Dad, Ka Susi, so let it go."
Hearing that Ayumi came back crying. Her heart felt so crumpled so tightly, even after what the family had done, Sumi could still say so.
"You should know! Maybe if Mama doesn't find you. So it's been a long time Mama won't be in this world, Mama must have given up, but there's Mr. Al, she asked Mama to wait until you grow up, Mama survives only to see you grow up to be a very pretty girl."
"Mama wrong. Mom and Dad did raise me lovingly, but the gentleness of my heart, it came from Mama."
***
"Ayumi went to see Sumi?" Tutih reacts.
The woman looked a little scared. Afraid that Ayumi's point of view will be different, especially now that Ayumi has really found her biological mother.
"He's fine. Mom and Dad don't worry!" Randy said casually.
Some of the people who had just finished their lunch fell silent, nodding their heads.
"This afternoon we should really go home, can we ask for help to keep an eye on Ayumi? Maybe right now he's very disappointed in me, and his mother." Pinta Ali to his son-in-law also made it.
The two people who were meant to nod, agreeing to Ali's request, which this time looked more worried.
"Wouldn't we just follow her to Bu Sumi's house?" Tutih.
"We'd better let it go, maybe Ayumi really wants to spend time together with her real mother." Maria chimed.
But the remark made Tutih more anxious, he was not ready if Ayumi would leave him with the blink of an eye just because he had found the figure of the woman who gave birth to him.
"Will Ayumi still consider us her Mother and Father?" Tutih expressed his unease.
"That's for sure." Randy answered.
"But now that she was dodging, Ayumi was disappointed, and Mother was afraid that her disappointment would drag on."
"No, believe me!" Randy's convinced.
The tutih finally fell silent. While Randy grabbed his phone that vibrated several times, indicating there were several messages.
"See, .. Ayumi is asleep! He just finished eating the passion fruit, and the cure."
Randy immediately shows a photo of Ayumi lying on her back, which Sumi sent to her.
"Fruit passion fruit?" Maria parroted.
Randy nodded.
"The acid?" Maria looked at her son's face, who was now watching the photo of Ayumi sleeping.
One night Randy didn't sleep with the girl. It felt so empty, and he missed her so much.
"Say she wears salt, .. she's a freak!" Randy chuckles.
"Markis? As far as Father he likes Marquessa which tastes sweet, if sour …"
"Maybe he's dizzy, eating him sour." Tutih Sergei.
"Look."
Randy shows the previous picture Sumi sent.
It looks Ayumi who sits on the front porch, holding a clear glass, containing passion fruit with a striking yellow color.
"Yes. Ayumi likes Marissa indeed, but the white color and sweet taste, not the yellow passion fruit like this."
"Maybe you want to." Maria smiled at Ayumi's parents.
"Yes, despite her dislike, Ayumi is typical of people who like to try, sir. So don't worry too much." Tutih.
"Father was afraid this incident made her a different Ayumi."
"So far nothing strange. So nothing serious."
Randy stood up, then put his cell phone in his pants pocket.
"Let's go home I'll drop off. Just go get Ayumi." Said.
"Mother come home too!" Maria reacted.
Randy, who started walking towards the door, turned his head and nodded.
***
And the afternoon came. Ali, Tutih, and Maria who were about to go home were ready, all the luggage Randy had put in the trunk of his car.
"Let's go in, we're leaving now." Randy's word, and immediately got a nod from his parents.
Tutih and Ali sat in the back seat, while Maria sat in the seat beside the steering wheel.
After making sure no one was left behind, Randy finally walked up to his car door, got in immediately, sat in the back then and fitted his seatbelt as usual.
He started to turn the key, making the roar of the car engine sound so loud.
"All right, let's go." Randy turned the wheel of his car, propelling the four-wheeled engine slowly away from his mansion.
"You want to see Ayumi tonight?" Maria looked at Randy who was focusing on looking ahead.
"I don't know, I'm also afraid Ayumi refused and instead asked me to come home soon." Randy said without taking a look.
"Do you spend the night in our house, Mom?" The Tutih to Maria.
The woman in question immediately turned her head, looking at the Tutih who was currently sitting right behind her chair.
"Maybe I visited when Ayumi just came home. If now I have to prepare everything, the pastry shop has long since closed, the staff."
"Is that so?"
"They're so scared if the store doesn't open again!" Maria laughs.
"Maybe they're hanging up their daily income from the cake shop that Miss Maria has."
"That's it, Mom. Who works the average parent all, who is looking for extras other than her husband's salary money."
Tutih nodded. And the trip that afternoon was accompanied by casual chats, such as discussing some cake recipes and much more.
While the two men were just silent, listening and listening to every utterance of the women sitting on the side chairs respectively.