My Mom Dear My Mom is Poor

Chapter 33

"Oh yes ma'am, let brother continue his school quietly! No need to cry because he's not gone forever, he's going home mom." Refer Rio.

Husna finally began to wipe back his tears, then looked at the face of his youngest son so closely.

"I'm sorry, son. Because all this time I've been focusing too much on your sister. It can happen because...."

"Because what's mom?" Rio asked who was curious.

Husna was silent for a moment, again the terrible shadow of how she had a miscarriage was again clearly drawn in her memory to make her start sweating.

"Ah no, no. Forget it!" The answer was then who immediately got up from his seat.

At that time Rio looked still confused by his mother's strange attitude.

"You haven't eaten yet, have you?"

Rio shook his head.

"Well, wait a minute, I'll cook you and Dad lunch." Said Husna who then immediately went to the kitchen.

"Yes ma'am." Replied Rio who got up and came out of Melati's room to switch towards her room.

Husna let out a long sigh while wiping away the rest of her tears,

"It's good, I can't keep crying." He muttered alone.

The other side of the train...

The train that Melati was riding on, continued to accelerate further and further away from the village, where Melati was born and raised. At that time Melati continued to be pensive, her eyes staring blankly at the window, although at that time, the view from outside the window was very beautiful to enjoy.

Before long, Melati suddenly remembered the bag beside her. He glanced at her and began to put the bag on her lap.

"What does it really contain? Why is it so heavy?" Melati asked in a curious heart.

Melati also immediately opened the zipper on the bag, instantly the feeling of blue haru suddenly came to envelop his soul when he saw the contents of the bag. In it were many kinds of items that he had never expected before, there were canned fruits such as longan and rambutan, medicines, all sorts of snacks, all sorts of snacks, there is even a new phone that is still in the box, to make the eyes of Melati suddenly opened.

"Huh?! A cellphone?! Is this really mom buying me a cell phone? But when do you buy it?" Melati who was quite surprised continued to be made to wonder in her heart. Not only that, in it there is also a fold of money rolled using a rubber band, along with a letter that turned out to be written by Husna himself.

Melati rushed to open the letter and read it carefully.

"My son Jasmine, there are actually so many things you want to tell you, but, somehow you don't know how to start. I'm sorry I couldn't take good care of you, but trust me I'm so proud of you, son. You have decided to study in the city, to be honest, I am very worried.There are many questions that arise in the mind of the mother when imagining you when living in the city alone, do you eat regularly? Are you gonna be okay? But even so, I really believe in you, so I'm letting you go now. And in this bag, it might not be much, but this is the money from your savings that is for you. I'm sorry I couldn't give you more, and there's also a phone that I bought for you, I honestly bought it by credit, because I know there you need it. Oh my son, mother is sad because daughter mother has to go, sorry, forgive mother, forgive mother because mother is sad for your departure."

Melati, back to tears when she finished reading a letter from her mother that was so touching to the heart. He really did not expect, if his mother really thought so much about it to such a detail. He was sad and sorry in the past, he was even embarrassed to show his mother in front of his school friends just because his mother was always dressed shabby.

"I'm sorry mom, I'm really sorry." Melati Mumbled while continuing to cry.

Time continues to move non-stop, do not feel the clock is now showing at 11:30 noon, it is approaching the time for lunch.

For an hour struggling in the kitchen, Husna has now managed to serve omelet which he mixed with leeks and onions, along with fried rice sauce as a complement.

Husna woke up Aryo who had fallen asleep in her room, then called Rio who was in his room at the time.

"Let's eat." Said Husna who was busy preparing dishes on the dining table made by Aryo.

Rio sat down with spirit, then followed up with Aryo who also just came out of the room.

"Please chill the rice for me." Aryo said as he sat down.

"Yes, it's me doing it too." Husna replied as she continued to pour rice into the dish.

"This is for you, sir." Husna with a faint smile, placed the plate before Aryo.

Then quickly poured the rice back into the dish.

"This is for you, Rio." Say again.

"Thank you ma'am," said Rio who immediately began to widen his smile.

"And this, for Melati." Said Husna smilingly as she placed the plate that had been filled with rice onto the side of the empty table.

That made Aryo and Rio instantly speechless and exchanged glances with each other,

"Oh yeah, Melati, where's Melati? Why hasn't he come out of his room yet?" Husna asked alone while continuing to glance at the door of Melati's room which was closed.

"Buuu," called Rio slowly.

"Eemm, what else is Rio?" Husna asked but with her gaze still fixed towards Melati's room.

"Mom, aren't you not in this house anymore? She's been gone since this morning, did you forget?" Rio asked with a little hesitation.

Husna was dumbfounded looking at Rio face with a strange look.

"What the fuck are you? Are you hallucinating?" Aryo asked a little.

"Gosh, why am I? How could I forget that Melati my daughter is gone? How can I assume he's still in this house?" Husna is slow.

"I told you, let him go to school quietly, and you, please live your days as usual, don't be too sad!" Aryo again.

Husna looked at her husband's face, then slowly began to lower her head and nodded slowly.

"Yes, I'm sorry." Said slowly.

"You better sit down and eat! So that your mind can be a little more normal."

"Yes, um." Husna began to sit in the doldrums.

Although her appetite has been lost, but in the presence of her husband and children, she, inevitably Husna forced himself to eat with them to avoid a commotion with Aryo who had always seemed so unhappy to see his attitude that seemed to have lost the spirit of life.

...Seriate......