One Roof With Maduku

MEMORY

This glass can no longer hold water because it has been filled with milk. Just like science in a person. If it has filled the contents of the human brain, it will not be able to receive new knowledge. In this case, slowly stored in memory storage if you want to receive new data.

Over the course of time, man will forget as a minor of the story of his life journey. Human memory itself is also limited, right? But when we reopen old photographs, we will return and try to recall the events and events that we have been through. That is the work of the human brain. All forms of work and the most perfect creation of God that distinguishes from other creatures is that man has a brain, a sense to think. With that sense, man will sort out and choose what is best in his path. It is with that sense that humans can determine which is good and wrong according to the rules and norms that are in accordance with their respective beliefs and religions.

Life is a story of a momentary human journey. When he died and died, the story was closed.

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In Intan's room with Ms. Hartini, her mother.

" Mama! It was in this room that I and Mas Wardha used to spend a lot of time together. We are reluctant to leave the room when we are alone, spoiled, while watching the latest romantic action film. But right now, I'm sad when I'm in my room." said Intan while lying on his mama's lap.

" Then, tomorrow we change the decor of your room. So that you no longer remember the togetherness when with your ex-husband." said Ms. Hartini.

" Yes ma!" intan.

" Sometimes I miss Mas Wardha, ma!" moo.

" Hadeuh! Why do you miss those who have hurt you, huh!" said Bu Hartini cynically.

" It takes time to erase all traces of him in my heart, ma." said Intan.

" In your old office or school friends, there's nothing cool, either, that likes you, and is prettier than Wardha, huh! Your mind is only Wardha...Just Wardha." said Ms. Hartini sewot.

" Hahaha.mama this loh. Mama's son is not ugly very ugly. Sure is! Moreover, some people already know my status, and began to approach me, ma." Intan's story.

" Nah, there he is. Just don't husband people yeah! Remember that's fine!" said Ms. Hartini.

" No mama, baby!" suhut Intan while allowing her to sit.

" Exit yuk!" take Bu Hartini while getting up from her seat.

" Where's ma?" ask Intan.

" Eat! Mama is hungry." replied Ms. Hartini as she pulled Intan's hand and walked out of the room.

At the dining table, Intan and his mother began to eat the food that had been presented on the table.

" Sarwenda's been eating yet?" ask Bu Hartini to Intan.

" So, I saw you eating." replied Intan.

" Do not let the children of the hungry and thin people dry because they live in our house" said Ms. Hartini while chuckling.

" Haha!" Intan laughed out loud.

" Winda and Surya what are you doing?" ask Bu Hartini while grinning.

" They're having fun, mama! Mas Surya deliberately invited Mbk Winda out of the city, so he could be alone. The second honeymoon, mama. Make the adek Vishnu, ma! Hehe." said Intan while grinning.

" Who's out of town, Tan?" sahut Sarwenda who suddenly appeared and began to join at the dining table.

" Eh Sarwenda! Let's eat!" sahut Bu Hartini while eating his food.

" Yes my mama!" sweet Sarwenda said.

" Oh, suddenly full!" said Intan who stood up from his seat.

" Where, Tan?" ask Ms. Hartini.

Ms. Hartini took a deep breath. Sarwenda remained silent as she began to eat the snacks at the table.

" So, who's out of town, ma?" ask Sarwenda full of probes.

" That's the Winda!" ma Hartini replied briefly.

" With Mas Surya, ma?" ask Sarwenda again.

Ms. Hartini quietly did not answer and was still focused on her food.

"I used to vacation with Mas Surya, in Bali. It was our honeymoon, ma. After we got married, well despite being religiously married." Sarwenda told me proudly.

"Ohuk..uhuk." Ms. Hartini coughed at hearing the story from Sarwenda.

" Why ma! I get you a drink first ma." said Sarwenda while standing and fetching mineral water for his mother-in-law.

" This is ma! Drink first!" sarwenda said with a smile.

" So, when we were in Bali it really enjoyed the beauty of nature both. How happy I was at that moment. Mas Surya was like, pampering me and I was the only woman he cared about in his life." Sarwenda said.

" Uhuk..uhuk..!" Ms. Hartini coughed back.

" Mama! Surely mama was happy well, to cough that cough." said Sarwenda while chuckling.

" Sarvenda! You eat! Mama's eating, you know. The story later, well dear." said Bu Hartini who was actually reluctant to listen to all Sarwenda stories especially when with Surya.

" I'm lazy to eat home cooking, Mama. I'd like to buy you a piece of wine, just like Mr. Mamat" Sarwenda said as he stood up from his chair.

" Yes there!" sahut Bu Hartini's.

" Want to?" ask Sarwenda.

" No need! Mama is full of this." replied Ms. Hartini.

" Crazy! I can choke to death because of the story from Sarwenda." muttered Bu Hartini after Sarwenda passed from the dining table.

" Well, there's a man like Sarwenda?" said Ms. Hartini slowly.

" The truth does exist! Fortunately, it used to not be that matchmaking" said Ms. Hartini like her own monologue.

" Solar Phone, ah!" bu Hartini said as she grabbed her phone and looked for the boy's number.

In this world something that could not possibly happen was to return to the mother's womb. Is it possible when the baby is born or the child is grown to be able to return to the mother's womb? No don't you? Although her mother felt regret when giving birth to her child when her child was naughty, stubborn, evil or disabled and not in accordance with her wishes.

Man is still overwhelmed with his passions and desires. Everything will be controlled by his mind and his mind. His mind as the leader is within him. If the leader of himself is his lust, the man will be ruled by his ambition and evil.

"Surya! What are you doing, baby?" ask Bu Hartini after the phone connection was connected to the number Surya.

" Mama! It's in the studio again, watching a movie." Java Surya.

" Widih, far out of town just watching a movie. Where fun." said Bu Hartini.

" It's another moment, mama! It had been around the city all day and tourist attractions." Surya story with a cheerful voice.

" Ok! Greetings to the Winda! Have fun, baby!" said Ms. Hartini after that turned off her outgoing call.