Not as Beautiful as Angan

Not as Beautiful as Angan
The Cempaka Siuman



"Yes, Mr. Ustadz, I'm very sorry. Because, has severed the good relationship of Cempaka sa'at. Just because of our selfishness. To make his own children to suffer" Sahut pak Jati. He couldn't hold back his tears.


Mr. Teak cried as much as he could on the porch beside his house, in front of Mr. Ustadz.


"After that, we added further suffering, we married his sister secretly, without her knowledge, O Allah's mercy Gusti" Mr. Jati regretted all that had happened to him Cempaka.


"It's been Mr. Jati, everything has happened. We will not be able to repeat it again, just pray that Cempaka neng soon healthy and soon also get a good soul mate" Mr. Ustadz tried to calm his heart Pak Jati.


"Amiin, well Mr. Ustadz, thank you for his prayer" Mr. Jati wiped his tears with the back of his hand.


"I went home first, Assalamualaikum" Mr. Ustadz patted Jati's shoulder, before he left Jati sir who was sitting limp on the porch beside his house.


"Waalaikumsalam" replied Jati lirih.


Mr. Jati sat alone, staring at the back of Mr. Ustadz who passed away leaving him.


For some sa'at pak Jati pensive on the terrace next to his house.


His heart felt not strong looking into my eyes Cempaka.


Pak Jati feels guilty for covering up the secret of her marriage.


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"Son, you're sober, baby"


Bu Sekar stroked Cempaka's head affectionately.


Cempaka was silent.


Slowly there is a clear spot in the corner of her eyelid.


Cempaka was crying in silence.


It's poignant!


Bidithy!


His soul, his feelings, his heart


Cempaka lurks are unceremonious.


Cempaka looked at the ceiling of the house. Her tears fell in every corner of her eyes.


Not a word was said from his mouth.


The sight made Bu Sekar even more worried.


It also makes Carnations feel more guilty.


The more silent Cempaka, Anyelir the more wrong.


"Son, what's wrong with you?" Ma Sekar asked slowly.


"If you could know, why are you? What the hell's been going on? Try to tell me the mother, maybe the mother can help to find a solution" Bu Sekar half persuaded Cempaka to say what happened to him.


Cempaka remained silent, his eyes only glanced briefly at his mother, then his gaze moved towards Carnation for some time.


After that, her crying became.


Cempaka cried with sobbing.


His heart was broken as broken as it was.


Cempaka's cry made the whole family who was there more and more clueless, more questions rolled in their minds.


"Son, drink warm water first dear" Bu Sekar offered a glass of water that was given a do'a by Mr. Ustadz.


Cempaka just shook his head.


Before long, he got up and sat on the bale-bale.


"I want to go to the room" Cempaka got up from his seat.


"So boy, I want to know what really happened to you, until you passed out long enough, why son?" Bu Sekar held Cempaka's hand, trying to block his steps.


Knowing his hand was held by his mother, Cempaka did not continue his steps. He sat back on the bale-bale, next to his mother.


"Speak baby, as you always tell me about whatever you're going through,


why are you silent now like this? Don't leave your mother like this, son!"


Bu Sekar held both shoulders Cempaka. Hoping his son would tell him everything he had before he fell unconscious.


"Mom, ma'af earlier" Cempaka began to open his voice, even though it was just to ask ma'af.


"Why ask for ma'af everything? What did you ask ma'af for?"


Bu Sekar was astonished.


"I wanted to ask you something, you said, I have to tell you about everything I've been through" Cempaka kept silent for a moment, like wanting to know her mother's reaction.


"What mean? What do you want to ask?" Bu Sekar was more astonished and curious.


"Everything I experienced, I have to tell everything to mother, to all family members in this house" continued Cempaka.


"Yes, that's right. We as a family, we should know what is happening to one of the family members" Sahut bu Sekar, reassured.


"Ooh yes ma'am" said Cempaka again.


"Don't you love, then what are you going to ask mom?" Said bu Sekar.


"That means everything that has happened in this house I also need to know, because I am also part of this big family, is not it ma'am?" The words of Cempaka began to lead.


"Of course my son! Why why?" Bu Sekar has not realized where Cempaka's words are going.


"Is it true that you're not hiding anything from me? Is it true that everything that happened in this family, I know it too?" Cempaka's question made the feeling of Carnation.


"What do you mean, son? Try to talk clearly, let me understand" said Bu Sekar, still do not understand where the direction of the conversation Cempaka.


"Mothers do not understand the direction of my conversation, let me clarify mother" said Cempaka.


"Yes, kid! You better explain clearly, let your mother not guess - hell" said Bu Sekar impatiently


"Well then, mother, I want to ask you, for almost two years, has nothing been hidden from me in this house? In this family?" The most feared question, finally came out of his mouth Cempaka.


"Deg!" The question felt plunge into the heart of his heart, Caramelir, he already knew where the direction and purpose of his brother's question.


"Also brother! I'm asking ma'af!"


Carnations lowered their heads while crying.


"Huh? What kind of question is that, son? What have you been hiding from you? Anyway, why are you crying son? You say forgive me and ask ma'af, ask ma'af for what?" Bu Sekar may have forgotten the secret, or maybe Bu Sekar did not understand where the question Cempaka.


"Sister! Forgive me! Uhk! Uhk!" Carnations are getting more and more his cries.


As for Bu Sekar, the more he did not understand the scene that happened before his eyes.


"Mother" There was the voice of Mr. Jati calling him softly.


"Yes sir" Bu Sekar turned to the direction of the voice.


"Sir, can you explain all this?" Bu Sekar looked for answers to her husband, after Pak Jati was nearby.


"Mother, do you remember when Lightning came to this house to propose to Carnations?" Mr. Jati tried to dig up his memory Bu Sekar.


"Yes, mom remembered that. What does this have to do with the question, Cempaka?" Bu Sekar asked back.


"Within that engagement, what really happened? Nah! That's what Cempaka wanted to know, that's what we've been hiding from him for almost two years! We live on one roof. But, we hid all that from Cempaka. Even if he's not told, we keep it a secret, that's mom!" Mr. Jati half-whispered.


"Astagfirullahaladzim, O Allah it turns out to be true, the rottenness will surely be smelled as well, So! So then! Cempaka" Bu Sekar said haltingly.


Her eyes looked at her husband's face with a face that looked panicked and anxious.


"Yes ma'am, our son, Cempaka asked that" Sahut Pak Jati nodded his head.


Mr. Jati tried not to panic, he endured all the feelings in his heart, he tried to pressure him so as not to surface.


"Yes ma'am, I'm also part of the family here, why wasn't I told? Which means, for almost two years now, I've been considered not part of this family anymore. My presence is no longer meaningful in this house, I have been considered not in this family, why mom? What's wrong?" Cempaka expressed what was in his mind. Cempaka also asked about his whereabouts and mistakes.


"Deg!"


Bu Sekar seemed to be hit by a very loud object, hearing his words Cempaka.


"Huh?" Ms. Sekar could not answer her, she was shocked. His eyes glared with a gaping mouth as if he could not believe what he heard.


His knees were limp, with cold sweat pouring from his forehead.


"Mom" whispered Mr. Teak slowly.


"yes sir, what should we do? What should I say as the answer?" Bu Sekar was surprised, he never thought he would get the question from Cempaka.


The secret that was sealed in meetings, is now revealed by accident.


Because of Carnation's own carelessness.


"How's mom? It's true that I haven't been part of this family for nearly two years, have I?" A very unexpected question at all came out of Cempaka's mouth.


"No, no, it's not, son! You have misunderstood" said Mr. Jati, trying to calm Cempaka.


"It's okay ma'am, sir, if that's how it is. I also understand because I am not the same as others, even though I am late like no other child. Let everything be free without having to keep it a secret again, well I will retreat" Cempaka said in a choked voice holding something that forced a crack, surfacing.


"What do you mean?" Mom asked in panic.


"I'm not, not needed anymore in this family, a, I'm not, not considered anymore in this house, my existence only, just make other family members feel ti, ti, no, comfortable, all su, already consider a, I ti, no one in this family, thank you mom, sir because of your services, I became like this. Until whenever the services of mother and father, I will not forget" said Cempaka with a faltering voice.


Cempaka felt he was no longer meaningful in his own family.


She already felt like someone else in her own parents' house.


His heart was already too disappointed with all the treatment he received from his family.


He already felt in the son throttled by his own family.


In fact, her parents have already


not paying attention to him at all.


Cempaka felt he had been dumped by his family.


Like garbage lying in a garbage can, on the side of the road.


Like a no-man's pet.


"What are you talking about?" Ask Bu Sekar to worry.


"Yes son, why are you talking like that?" Said Mr. Jati, it seems that Jati sir does not like the words of Cempaka.


"It doesn't seem like you need to ask me anymore, sir. Because, everything was clear before my eyes"


Answer Cempaka again.


"Sir Cempaka, forgive me!" Carnations scream hysterically.


She hugged her brother very tightly.


Getting such treatment, Cempaka did not budge in the least. He just kept quiet and did not react.


Disappointment has exceeded its limits. It feels hard to get rid of it.


"Sister! Forgive me brother!" He said again, the crying exploded unbearably.


"Thank you all, ma'am. Excuse me first, go to the room" said Cempaka, he let go of her embrace Carnation, then went to his room. Leaving the weeping Carnations wailing.


Cempaka went into his room. Leaving both parents stunned and feeling guilty.


While Lightning and Seruni, looking at each other do not understand.


After entering his room, closed and locked his door from inside his room.


Millions of disappointment, sadness, heartache and various other flavors rolled in his chest that felt tight.


After locking the door of his room, Cempaka rubbed his body violently on his bed.


On the pillow she spilled everything. He wept and lamented, regretting the fate that had befallen him.


"Fate is not fair to me! Uhk! Uhk!" Cempaka wailed in between his sobs.


"Why God? I'm in destiny, right like this? Why am I such a hindrance to my sisters? Wh why? Why?" Cempaka.


"Sir, I'm worried about Cempaka" Bu Sekar was worried about Cempaka's condition, whose emotions were unstable.


"Mr is equally worried, ma'am. But, what else to do? Everything has happened" said Mr. Jati.


"It's all my fault, I'm the culprit, I'm wrong, I'm wrong!" Carnations scream hysterically.


"Sir Cempaka, please open the door!" Carnations gathered in front of the door of his room Cempaka.


"Son, open the door, son! We have to talk until the end, we have to discuss this all until we find the bright spot" Bu Sekar persuaded Cempaka to open the door.


"Yes son, we asked ma'af because it hurt your feelings, it hurt your heart, it all happened out of our control. Please forgive us son" said Mr. Jati anyway.


"Sir Cempaka why won't you open the door?" Seruni whispered to Lightning.


"Sir Cempaka was angry because we were forbidden to talk to him by sister Carnation" replied Lightning.


"Then it means that Sister Carnations are evil!" Seruni.


"Yes, later if brother Cempaka comes out of his room, we talk to brother Cempaka yes! Do not want to be banned by sister Anyelir" said Seruni again. His eyes glanced at the Carnation that was still resting in front of the door of his room Cempaka, crying.


"Nearly two years I was lied to by my own family, I really did not expect the slightest" Cempaka muttered, his eyes far away glaring out through the window of his room.


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