Nadira (forgotten)

*Papah Debate and Aunt Devi

Never regret the past that has happened,

The only thing to regret is

Time wasted on useless and meaningless things,

Let's reach the dream

While life is still in possession.

Sysy maysaroh

The days passed so quickly, it did not feel today exactly forty daily grandfathers. All this time I was able to pass well thanks to the help of om Bagas and om Satya added by working to meet friends, a little relieve the sadness in my heart of losing grandfather. Until now, I have truly been able to accept all this.

A small study event was held to remember and pray for the late grandfather.

"Daughter, please bring me the fruit plate in the kitchen. Said mbok Siti there is the top of the corner on the right, take her sitinya again bothered in front of her said" pinta one of the neighbors who came to rewang, he said,

"Well ma'am, how many seeds do you want?" I asked to make sure, rather than later back and forth right.

"Five is quite rich, son, because in front there are already five, just because the invitation is a lot so the plate becomes less son"

I answered with a nod and a smile. Thank you God, it turns out that many come to pray for the late grandfather.

Samar I heard, but it looks like papah and Aunt Devi's voice. Rarely do they argue, although the attitude of papah to Aunt Devi is fairly ordinary but they are rare, even almost never involved in a dispute like this.

Out of nowhere, my body approached the room. I looked around, lonely, no one. Actually I'm not the type of person who wants to know other people's business, slang kepo ceunah hehe. But somehow this time it was like there was an urge to get closer and listen clearly to what they were arguing about.

"So what do you want?" The sound of baritone papah was clearly heard as my earlobes clung perfectly to the door leaf.

"I've been patient for you all along, but this time no longer, but the papah is always the reason you've died, even soon will be held forty days" answer aunt Devi

"So you mean?" papah's voice sounded heavy, but firm, like holding back the emotions in it.

"Why do we keep that kid in this house again. We know I don't like that. So better get him out of this house. Or the..

" Or what Dev? uh huh? whahuh? say quickly? " This time papah asked while shouting, it seems like Aunt Devi is deliberately provoking papah emotions. But what did he say? aunt Devi said just kick him out of this house? who is he about? I thought in my heart.

Praaaaang. The sound of things like being thrown by no one.

"That's always been your weapon. All this time I've always had to bow to you Dev, so what else do you want?" now the sound of papah sounds soft, maybe papah who threw objects to make noise inside. The forty-day Grandfather's event was held in the front yard, quite far from this room, plus the noise in front there so that the possibility to sound this commotion was small.

"I want your daughter out of our lives. There are no offers or other options" replied Aunt Devi. There was an answer from Papah, but I am surprised now. Me? I have to get out of their lives? who am I for this family? There was rarely any interaction between me and Aunt Devi, but there was also no debate between me and her. But what with his strength he drove me out of their lives, especially from my own papah life.

God is very sick in there. I hit my chest a few times, hoping the tightness in it lessened, but it didn't. Devi's words are like watering back wounds that have not even dried with salt water. O Allah, what is my fault huhu. I.I want to go with mommy.hiks...