My Mom Dear My Mom is Poor

Chapter 32's

"Yes, sister, I'll take care of you." Rio replied who nodded back.

"Mother, be well here, don't eat too late, and most importantly, don't get tired too often."

"Dear, yes." Husna nodded again and hugged his eldest daughter who was very dear to him.

"This is your bag again, don't miss it." Husna also gave a bag of clothing to Melati.

Melati also grabbed it and instantly her forehead immediately shriveled while looking at her mother.

"Mother, what is this? why is the bag so heavy?" Ask Melati.

"Mom packed everything you'll definitely need while there." Answer Husna lirih.

"Sorry son, if it makes it heavy." Add Husna again while again stroking Melati's cheek.

"Yes ma'am, it's okay. Thank you for preparing everything for me." Melati also smiled softly.

Husna answered him with a nod.

Now Melati began to turn to glance towards her father.

"Dad, I'm leaving." Flat talk.

"Yes, take care of yourself." Replied Aryo who was no less flat.

Although in fact, in his heart Aryo also wanted to cry and hug his daughter tightly before leaving, but unfortunately he remained true to his ego and chose to stay in place.

Melati finally got on the train and sat in the seat as indicated on the ticket. Husna, who was at the front door of the train, ran straight to the window, where the man sat.

"Dear, baby, take care of yourself. Don't stay up late, and don't eat instant noodles often, son."

Melati nodded and returned to shed her tears.

"If there is anything please send the mother a letter," said Husna again who came back crying.

"Yes ma'am."

Rio also ran to his mother.

"Sister, later if it's successful please take me to the city huh? And prepare plenty of food for me."

"Yes, definitely! But please be good to me."

"Yes, brother, definitely." Rio replied while embracing Husna's shoulder.

Husna finally wept more and more while leaning his head on the shoulder of the child who began to feel solid.

*Teeett*

The second time the sound of a very loud train was heard, accompanied by a plume of smoke coming out of the chimney at the top which this time indicates if the train is ready to go.

Slowly but surely, the train began to move, began to run slowly, making Husna even more sad cry, because this time he really had to let go of Melati and separated for a long time.

"Melati who was still crying back then, started waving her hands towards the window.

"Bye mother, I'm gone, please pray for me always."

Husna waved his hand, and nodded slowly. Now the train has accelerated until the sad face of Melati was no longer visible in the eyes of Husna. But Husna still continued to look at the train that began to move away from him with a blank look, now he really felt lost the figure of a child that he was very proud of.

"Oh my son, my dear, without your asking, mother's prayer will always accompany your every step, son. May you be safe until your destination, always blessed." Husna said from the heart.

Rio went back to his mother, took her shoulder and brought her home.

"Come on, we're home." Bring Rio.

"Your brother Rio" Husna said in a very slow voice.

"Your brother, he's really gone, left us, left mother." He added that at that time he was still daydreaming with his very empty gaze.

"Let your sister learn and succeed, ma'am. Now, let's go home."

Husna finally nodded slowly, and began to turn around, to step back home.

"Mom and Dad are on the bike." Rio.

"I'm just walking."

"You sure you're walking on your own?"

"Yes yeah, let's just say we replace. After all I was young and strong, then it was more appropriate to walk." Rio smiled as he handed the ontel bike to Aryo.

Rio also passed away just like that, leaving Aryo and Husna who were more silent and mused since the departure of Melati.

Not wanting to waste a lot of time, Aryo immediately climbed the bike, then glanced at Husna who was still silent.

"Hey, do you want to daydream all day here?!"

Husna was shocked for a moment,

"Oh no mas, sorry." He said slowly and lowered his head again.

"What are you waiting for then?! Let's go up quickly!" Ketus Aryo's.

Husna nodded slowly and immediately sat down on the puppet behind Aryo. The old bike was started paddled by Aryo with great caution, because it was the first time for Aryo back on the bike since his leg was shot and became a permanent limp.

Along the way, Husna is still a quiet figure, unlike usual, Husna who is known to be quite talkative.

"It is Husna! You're too much, Melati went to study, not to fight! What should you worry about?!" Aryo chirps in the middle of the road.

"Excessively said??! I carry, give birth, and take care of her from baby to adult. It's only natural that I'm sad when he's gone far and long enough. Do you still consider this attitude of mine to be excessive mas??!"

"I was just anxious and afraid that he would not be able to control himself when he was living in the city. The city is so free." Husna replied but with a look that still looks pushy.

"Totally so." Aryo in the heart.

But Aryo did not want to be too distracted by such thoughts, he also convinced himself that his daughter could take good care of herself.

"It's Husna! All this time you have always been proud of Melati, always giving more attention to her than Rio. But why is it that when she leaves you find it hard to trust her, ha??!! Just trust him, trust him! Do not add to the burden of the mind that will make us more stressed."

"Yes, you're right too. How could I have such thoughts and start doubting Melati?! What's wrong with me? Why haven't I even thought badly about her?!!"

"Eeemm good, you're finally conscious!"

After pedaling a bicycle far enough, passing through the fields and fields, now finally they arrived home. Husna entered his house lethargic, sitting on a chair and pouring a glass of water for him to drink.

He returned to daydreaming, the shadow of Melati from small to large again reflected in his mind. In fact, in every corner of the house, in full of a million memories about him and also Melati who often spent time together at home.

Husna stepped slowly into Melati's room which looked neat but looked empty, because some of the items had been taken away. Husna sat on the edge of the bed, grabbed a piece of Melati clothes that he lived in, then finally he returned to crying while hugging the clothes.

"How did you get through the day without seeing you, son?! How can you be strong? No, I can't imagine it." Husna continued to wail in the midst of his cries.

Aryo who saw that from the front door of Melati's room, could only slowly shake her head and chose to go into her room.

After a few minutes, Rio finally arrived with a loud breath and immediately sat berserk on the porch of his house.

"Huh, huh, huh." Rio sat in silence for the sake of rearranging his breath that had been feeling irregular since.

Sayup-sayup heard the sound of a woman's cry from inside her house, making Rio rise again and slowly step slowly to find where the source of the sound is.

Realizing that voice came from Melati's room, Rio immediately rushed into her brother's room, and yes, sure enough, because at that time he could immediately catch the figure of a woman who was so familiar, so he could not help but, which was none other than her own birth mother who at that time seemed to continue crying over her brother's clothes like crazy.

"Geez mom!" Rio went in and approached his mother.

Husna instantly fell silent for a moment and turned her head towards Rio.

"Rio, are you home?"

"Mommy, jesus! Why do you still cry??!" Rio sat down in front of his mother.

"Mom misses your sister." Replied Husna who tried to hold back her cries.

"Oh my goodness, not even my sister has reached her destination, and I told her that I miss her.."

Husna looked down again and occasionally the clear droplets were still seen flowing on his cheeks. Rio let out a long sigh, then grabbed Husna by the shoulder, then slowly leaned her on the shoulder.

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