Not the Wrong Destiny

Story of Mama Anya

Between quiet and silent, or serene and peaceful. Mama Anya can't tell the difference between the two things.

I don't know if he felt happy or not after his dream was realized to master the entire wealth of Lukman. Now he was alone in the house, with no one wandering around. All the ART he's fired, don't want to leave people in the past.

This was his dream from a long time ago, spending his old age together with his loved ones, Luis, Bima. Re-knit the happiness that had been lost because of ambition is too high.

Without him knowing if all the children will ever return like before he left the small family. Not only time can change, but a person's heart is vulnerable to change.

Is it possible that Bima who is now growing up can accept the reality if her feet were the one that Bima used to hold so as not to go and leave her?

Is it possible that Bima wants to understand if all he does is for the sake of himself Bima? Mama Anya need not worry about Luis, he is the most loyal man God created for mama Anya, his true love. He never betrays a little. They fought from the lowest point, walked on the embers, stepped on thorns even though they still stepped, until now they are on the verge of victory that has been achieved in the entire history of their lives.

If Lukman hadn't sacked Luis and brought his little mama Anya's family into misery, perhaps this grudge would never have been ingrained in Anya's mama. If only Lukman wanted to be compassionate and believe if not Luis who has brought the money owned by the company, then mama Anya make sure the family owned by Lukman will never fall apart as it is today.

Alone, mama Anya drowns in the past. How Lukman's beginnings destroyed the happy life he lived with his small family.

Mama Anya's POV

He is not a great man, nor a merchant, he is just a cleaning service in a company. However, it does not make our family stricken with nestapa. We are always grateful for how little sustenance God has given our little family. We live a very happy life despite being full of simplicity. The presence of a son among us made our happiness feel perfect.

Until then, it was like a nightmare I had never imagined before. At that time Bima had just turned 5 years old approximately, Luis was fired from his job, making the hope that was hung to him disappear instantly.

"I'm fired." He said at that time while bowing languidly. His pale face confirmed that he was very sad.

"If one road is closed, rest assured the other will be wide open."

But I always convinced him that if everything was going to be okay, he would get a much better job than before. Believing that God must have prepared a much better thing for Luis by being fired from that company.

"The boss accused me of stealing the company's money. I was dishonorably expelled from there." The story is full of silence.

"I swear, no matter how much I need the money, I'll never do such a heinous thing." I know Luis, he's a man who upholds honesty, that's one of the reasons I love him.

Days have changed, Luis is still trying to find a job after being fired from the company. I think it will be easy for him to get a new job, in fact after almost all the companies in this city he went to, no company was willing to accept him, Luis was rejected even for the lowest position.

One month, two months, now Luis is getting tired, he got word that his boss at the company had told all his business partners never to hire Luis in their company, the news went from one company to another.

How broken my heart was when I heard the news, Luis had to bear the consequences of a mistake he never made.

Whatever work Luis did to feed me and Bima. From starting a sweeper at the market, a rice pelvis, even selling crackle bags even though he worked. Really, it ripped my heart when I saw it.

More and more days, the needs of life more and more, while Luis' income does not settle. Sometimes he brought money only 30 thousand, even if many sellers who gave him a job in the market. One day he came home empty-handed. Once he came home with only rotting vegetables, vegetables that had been thrown away by the seller, Luis picked up and he took them home. 'From not bringing anything at all.' His words at that time were still the ingredients of my heartache until this second.

I shed tears when I wake up at night because my stomach is hungry. Hah, I've never thought about my own stomach since Luis worked odd jobs. The important thing Bima can eat, it is more than enough for me, most I eat the former Bima if he does not want to eat anymore. Bima eat it is also not too much, impact on his body that is getting thinner.

Luis? I don't know, he also rarely ate at home, he always said if he had eaten in the market. Either true or lie.

Once upon a time Bima cried, wanted to buy peanut porridge that passed in front of the contract. My heart was completely broken, as a parent, even I could not afford to buy him a bean porridge that cost me nothing. I held her, calmed her down.

"Bima don't cry yes, we follow my father to the market, we ask for the money first." I said at that time, my lips were smiling, but my heart was now being drenched in heavy rain.

I also took Bima to the market to meet Luis, and if Luis gave money, I would buy rice for lunch. Do not ask what side dishes, just sprinkled with salt, warm rice will taste good. I always convince myself. The money Luis gave, it's out of contract. That means I have to be even better at frugality now.

Bima looks cheerful walking from the contract to the market with her sandals that I have fitted the rope because it broke a few days ago, in the hope that will be bought peanut porridge, along the way he concocted many things, he said, want to eat this, want to eat it, like his friends. As for me, with confidence I went to the market using only a shabby negligee, a messy hair in the wind.

Fortunately, Bima is a child who is easily persuaded, most cry for a while afterwards as if nothing happened if he wanted something. Unlike other children who, if they want something, must be followed immediately.

The deg!

The stifling sight I had to see at that moment, my tears spilled over just as I was collecting rice grains scattered on the terrace of the shop.

My God, how much sacrifice Luis made just to feed me and Bima. He was willing to do such a lowly thing, he put aside his own pride.

I hate this feeling, why do I have to look at this scene?

If only I hadn't come to this place now, maybe my heart wouldn't be this broken right now.

"Him!" Luis noticed my presence, he got up and walked up to me.

"I get sustenance, there's only half a kilo." While showing the crackle containing rice from the collection earlier.

My cry broke instantly, I hugged the body tightly.

"Why are you crying?" I felt Luis' big hand touch my hair.

"Mama don't cry." This time Bima's little hand feels like pulling my shabby negligee.

"Why?"

"Don't, just don't!"

Finally, that afternoon the three of us went home to the contract, I carried a crackle containing rice levies, while Luis carried Bima, so quickly he said.

While passing through a shopping mall, Luis stopped his steps.

"Why?" I'm confused.

"That was my boss." His eyes stared at one point, I followed the direction of his gaze.

Two people who I believe to be a husband and wife were walking towards one car. Behind him a driver carrying a lot of their groceries, maybe they have just been shopping for baby clothes because the woman was pregnant. They look very happy, a daughter who was held by her father was seen eating ice cream, her father occasionally teased by eating ice cream that was in the daughter's meal.

Nice dress, lots of money, fancy car. Much different from my family who are already like this beggar.

They could still live very decent lives after destroying one's future. Without thinking about how many stomachs he had starved for his actions.

My hands clenched, that irritated feeling slowly began to stop my heart. I can't accept that if I have to live a life full of misery, at least they have to feel the pain that I feel. Anyhow.

The following days, Bima was sick, anxious, it must have been what I felt, whereas Luis still had no job after stopping coming to the market.

Although I do not have a penny, I betjad take Bima to the nearest hospital. The situation was so alarming, some days Bima did not want to eat at all, in her sleep she often delirious pea porridge. He wanted to eat bean porridge, I bought him because there was little sustenance at that time. But Bima is now not tasteful, he only eats a bite after not wanting anymore.

His face was blue, his thin body was stiff, even the body was now only a layer of bone skin, so rarely once Bima ate properly. I shook him, told him to wake up, but Bima did not respond, my panic is getting worse.

The doctor said, Bima was experiencing hunger pangs, malnutrition, malnutrition whatever it was that reflected his parents were very useless, even to just meet the nutrition of his own child.

Bima is dying, I can't bear to see the infusion needle attached to his small hand and some life support tools. Luis tried to find a loan for Bima's medical expenses, but none of his relatives or neighbors would be merciful to lend us money.

They were so brave, maybe they were afraid we wouldn't be able to pay. I relinquished having to bear a piece of pain in my heart crying over the fate of Bima.

Luis, who is usually patient and calm, this time his face looks hopeless.

"It's all happening because of Lukman." His hands clenched, his eyes radiating anger.

"Because he's our family, we have to get through this."

"Don't worry Luis, I'll make sure they feel the misery we're feeling right now."

Lucky for Bima, maybe God still gave her the opportunity to see the world, there was a doctor who felt sorry to see our condition, the doctor was free all medical expenses Bima during hospitalization. Not only that, he also gave us a penny to furniture Bima vegetables and fruit. So the message of the kind doctor.

We are very grateful to him.

Months passed, I heard the news that the wife of former boss Luis was looking for a nurse to take care of his twin daughters. I don't know why I think this is such a great opportunity to get into that family.

Fortunately I moved quickly, without much requirement and without them suspecting anything, I was accepted there.

I claim to be a childless widow, I had planned this very carefully with Luis, to avenge him. If anyone else could do that to my family, then I could do more harm than they did. I will avenge the pain that Bima suffered while lying in the hospital due to the actions of the rich man.

When I separated from Luis and Bima, I had to stay in that house for an indefinite period. Which means I have to be willing to live far away from the people I love.

My steps were heavy as I left the rented house that was a silent witness to my life journey with Luis. But I have to do this, in addition to his rather promising salary, there is a veiled intention behind it. It's been quite Luis who fought all this time, now it's my turn.

"Mama, mamaa!" The sound of Bima's cry made me hesitate to step up. I turned my head, it looked like Luis was holding Bima so as not to chase after me.

Bima managed to escape from Luis' grip, he just hugged my leg and held it tightly while crying roaring.

"Don't go, I love you, I promise I won't be naughty again, I won't ask to buy you pea porridge again. I promise I won't make my mom cry. But mama don't go ma, I love mama. Put your clothes in the closet!" Bima at the age of almost 6 years seems to have understood if his mother is going away for a long time.

I need to be able to do something for his future. It's been quite a year now that we've been living in misery.

***

"What are you Anya?" That voice roused me from my long daydream.

"Luis!" I was flabbergasted, quite surprised as well because Luis suddenly appeared before me.

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