Neighbors Don't Know Themselves

Part 6's

After the quarrel, I woke up with a dizzy head as if there was a propeller constantly spinning there. With my elbows resting, I forced this body to sit down. Still felt the rest of the anger in the chest whose existence was like a flame that escaped extinguished. Just wait for time until the embers grow and burn the owner because of it. Waiting for time, I whispered in my heart.

To calm my heart, I immediately got up and stepped into the bathroom even by holding onto the wall to take ablution. After that, I don't know why I suddenly feel refreshed even though my head is still dizzy and my throat feels dry. The clock is still showing at half eleven noon, let me just pray two rakaat circumcision this time so that my heart is airy.

On the prayer mat I wept, complaining to my Lord. In HIS hands all the business I give up, let Allah repay him who dzolim to me. I wanted to pray for the good, but I wasn't that good. My status is still an ordinary human being, not an angel, it feels natural that I ask for the appropriate vengeance for this pain in my heart.

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"Teh.. Citra Tea..?"

Outside, it sounded like someone was calling my name. With a still smell I rushed out to open the door. I saw my mother there.

"Let's go in, ma'am.." Take me

"That's Tea, right here" the mother gently refused, then approached me "So she said Mira Tea is angry here huh?" Ask while whispering.

I bit the lower lip, suppressing the pain in the heart that suddenly just burst out. Apparently the mother did not need an explanation, just looking at my expression maybe she already understood.

"Udah, Teteh mah who is patient yes." the mother rubbed my back to calm down. "So also Teh Mira was angry with Mother at the stall. Shy mother tea Cit, where else a lot of shopping. He said that since Teh Citra knows her mother, Teh Citra has changed. At a time, the new mother ngalamin appointed-pointer same snot in front of many people. Didn't you know that tea still has a lot of debt to mother?" Said the mother again in a furious tone.

If I don't remember that ghibah was a sin, I've told you all about the behavior of Mira Tea that also harmed me. Fortunately, I can still hold this tongue. Only the tears did not stop flowing, which represented my current feelings.

"Don't know where the guy is now? It went with Diki the Diva naek ojek. Mah inget mother with Tea Citra, kasian bisi can not volunteer. Later mah do not be too innocent well, must be brave so that the Mira does not visit again."

The mother even though sometimes annoying, although sometimes if you talk do not know the time, but actually the person is good. Just have to hold the ears, because if you like to talk about ceplas-ceplos never thought of people who hear hurt or not.

When the mother was comforting me, Kiran who was still wearing school uniform came to us both.

"Ateu, the Mamah is here, isn't it?" Ask.

"Nothing, mamah you were going with Diki the Diva ride ojek." Answer the mother with a sniff.

"Euuhh how about yah..." Kiran looked confused.

"Why is that Kir?" I asked, actually want to ketus too, but pity Kiran does not know anything about my problems and his mother. More than all his family, Kiran is the one I think is the most polite.

Our conversation was cut short because the mother was called to her grandson, he said someone bought it at the stall. Before leaving, the mother whispered - which actually still sounds obvious - to me; "awas Cit, if you ask for anything not to be loved again, tuman.!" He said as he glanced towards the confused Kiran. I just smiled awkwardly without saying yes.

"Why Kir?" Ask again.

Kiran did not answer, but bit her lower lip. His eyes were glazed as if holding back a cry.

"Will you come in?" I am afraid because I feel sorry. Kiran only gave a nod in response.

After sitting down, I asked him again. But now even cry as much as with a loud voice. I waited patiently for him to open his voice.

"So Kiran went to the father's jongko." he said after crying subsided "But his father was angry, even though Kiran kangen was very much the same father.." The water melted back down the cheeks.

"Father thought Kiran wanted to ask for money, but Kiran just wanted to meet. Never mind giving money, every look Kiran, Father kayak see dirt, disgust. Said Mr. Bang Aril, Kiran, just as Tita was not his son anymore. We are in the eyes of the father just a disgrace, make the family embarrassed. huhuhu..."

"The father of Iwan used to be good, but the more here it became more indifferent to Kiran, the same Tita. Just Diki with the beloved Diva. Mamah was the same, every time there was anything Kiran was wronged. What's wrong with Kiran?"

"Kiran actually likes pity if you see mama, the same time you were tortured, now the same father Iwan dicuekin. But Mamah did not realize, Kiran was ashamed to have such a rich mom. But how else, then also mamahnya Kiran mama.." this time he put his face on the table. It turned out that what his mother had done, left a gaping wound in Kiran's heart. Maybe crying could make her more relieved.

I can only listen without saying anything. Maybe his father Kiran already hated the same Mira Tea who could stab him from behind, but if you say Kiran and his brother are not his children, it feels outrageous as well. Is not the blood thicker than water? Kiran is now a big boy, of course a little bit already understand what is happening with her family.

"Udah, you're patient Kiran. Kiran do'ain so that the father is guided to love Kiran again. Do'ain mamah too, Father Iwan too.." finally that's all I can say. When I saw Kiran crying, somehow my anger at Mira Tea just evaporated. Kiran and her sisters knew nothing, nor was anything wrong.

I can't wait for nightfall to tell my husband what happened today. It feels crowded too if I have to be alone.

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"Ascalamateuran.." Kang Doni opened the door with a sweet smile. He was carrying a white crackle containing two boxes. Maybe this is the food I ordered because I didn't cook today.

"Waalaykumsalam" I replied, who approached him and kissed the back of his hand in reverence.

"Neng, prepare the food first. Akang wants to pray magrib first. Neng is praying?" He asked while keeping a bag of crackles on the floor and opening the jacket.

"Uda.."

He looked in search of my swollen eyes. He gently rubbed my cheek.

"Why is it, sick?" His tone looks worried.

"Engga.." I answered short, "The prayer first, the final hunt. I've eaten, Neng will tell the story, panjaaaaaangggg really.." Continue again.

"Yes, I pray first.."

I just replied with a nod.

While moving food onto the plate, Kang Doni's device, which he kept on the tv table, rang many times. But because it could not be lifted, the sound finally stopped itself. After the meal was on the table, I hurried to pick up the device to check the incoming call, who knows the important phone.

His jaw rang once more, but in a different tone. Then the screen changed brightly and a number that was not known by the message that contained it;

[Assalamualaikum A doni, this is Mira ]

Just when I took it.

The mira?

Is it Mira tea?

Know where no. WA husband?

Most importantly, what do you want?!