Not as Beautiful as the Moon Night

Heartache

Meeting a baby, is happiness for a mother who has given birth to him, separated because of unwanted circumstances at all. Heartache for not being able to have. And for the most part have to cry over the self-torturing situation. I can only hope a miracle will come.

Julia, took Naila to meet the cooperative bank officers, who used to hang out near her house. About Julia was surprised to see Julia, who thought she had run away from responsibility.  But, it turns out that Julia came to have a good etiquette to pay.

Man can only accuse, and despise when one neighbor is in debt. Without knowing what his life needs are. Perhaps they have not felt the so-called lack or urgent need. To them insulting and demeaning others is like a commendable nature.

Mocking, as for the debtors have no feelings. They can only judge without knowing the problem.

Even many of the community are hostile to the debtors. Even though he is not the one being attacked. It could be said that the debtor like garbage is not considered a human who deserves respect.

Human nature is never satisfied, if you look at neighbors or relatives, if the rich are hostile if the poor are insulted.

“Lah, Son. He said he had been returned, because he did not want to pay the debt, when suddenly came?”

“Who said Bu?” Julia asked her forehead.

“Mertua, son Julia,” Reply Neighbor Julia the rice seller.

“Deliver to Mother Anisa, a debt that on my behalf I have repaid. And say it too, no need to bother paying off your debt. Let the power that charges it.” Julia was upset.

Neighbors who happened to sell rice pecel were surprised, with Julia's words.

“What's really Nak? Who is the real story, son.” Ask the shopkeeper.

“Free mom asks who is right, because the truth will definitely make her shy.” Answer Naila.

“My debt has all been paid ma'am. If for example someone says my debt has not been paid, the cashier knows it. Excuse me yes, sorry I have previously made my mother embarrassed, because, the stall is used as a place for debt care, I.”

“It's okay, Jul. I'm sorry for accusing the no-no.”

“It's okay Mom, I'm sorry ya.”

“Iya.”

Julia finally left. Ride into an online taxi that has been on rent since Julia came, to solve the problem.

Because it was noon, Julia went straight to Varo's school, she wanted to deliver a toy that had been brought from Bali. Also the clothes he bought.

“You're fine, aren't you?”

“Iya, Nai, I'm fine. Thanks you want to come along. It feels relieved, my load is done as well.”

“I'm happy. Hopefully what happens to you can be reciprocated with happiness.”

“Amin.”

Soon they arrived at Varo's school. A lot of people have come out of class.

Julia immediately got down and ran to the school gate. His eyes immediately shed tears. He had not expected to meet with Varo.

It turns out that Varo saw Julia's presence as well. Varo ran towards Julia who extended her hand.

“Mama evil, why Mama left Varo.” Varo's cry was full of anger, but there were tears that could not be held back, wetting Varo's cheeks.

Julia was surprised to hear Varo's words. It's like a drama that her son doesn't want. And this time Julia's life is almost the same as that often seen on television. Pain that is very painful, when the child says he is evil. If only he understood the situation, but unfortunately such a small child would never understand.

There is nothing in the mind of parents leaving the baby, regardless of the circumstances. But, we humans are not able to prevent that. Everything has happened, the farewell has been done, the divorce papers are in hand. And the child is already a victim.

Even if you want to scream saying you don't want children to be victims, it feels free.

“Nak, Mama apologizes. Mama goes to work, look at this Mama bought a lot of toys. For your sake Nak.” Julia slowly approached Varo.

“Kata Papa, Mama left because it is not dear to Varo. Why do you do this Ma. Varo tormented without Mama. But Varo doesn't want to see Mama anymore. Because Papa said Mama was guilty of Papa.” Varo said while crying.

Naila, who saw Adeng, joined in questioning. So was the guardian of Varo's own pupils and teachers. Everything that happens is Taqdir. And Julia never expected herself to want that.

Suddenly, Varo's hand was pulled by a woman. She's none other than, Dian, Kevin's future wife.

“Varo let's go home baby,” Invite Dian. Pretending to not understand what happened.

“wait, who are you. He's my son, please don't take him.”

“I Mama, Mas Kevin's Wife. What to do in clear.”

Degs...

Julia's heart beat fast. It was like stopping breathing. Again, Julia had to face the person who hurt her heart. The woman who stood up confessed to Kevin's wife. It hasn't been a year since Julia and Kevin separated. Only walking for 4 months, there are already women who are ready to become mothers continued Varo. It felt like everything was collapsing, like a bolt of lightning.

Naila approached Julia, and held her shoulder.

“We go home, for now free you do an explanation on Varo. Because he was a kid.” Naila Whisper.

Julia looked over and wiped her tears.

“Nak, Mama sincerely you are enemies. But until any moment, Mama is still your mama. If one day you miss Mama asks your Papa. My mom will gladly accept you. Maybe Mama's not perfect like your Papa's life. But what Mama is doing right now, all for your sake.” Julia said, with all her strength she said that. Although he is actually incapable.

Julia gave Dian a bag of toys.

“Please give it to my son. Thank you for being a very connected mother to my son. Hopefully someday you don't feel what it's like to be separated from a child.”

Varo did not turn his head in the slightest, he hugged Dian, as if afraid of Julia. He could not linger in that place, because the longer it would cause pain to Julia.

Naila pulls Julia's hand, takes her back to the taxi. Naila knew what her best friend was feeling, she was trying to calm her mind.

As hard as Julia held him back, she tried to calm down not to doubt anymore. The parents of the students there felt mother. Because they don't know Julia, they just see her.

Julia, walk slowly. Wishing Varo would call her, but Julia's steps were further away, and Varo never called her.

“Jul,” Someone calls Julia, until it makes Julia turn.