PEARL & CRYSTAL

MOVE ROOM

Mother, a name that Muti waited his whole life to come see him. A person who gives birth and is owned by everyone except Pearls.

She wanted to know the face of the woman who gave birth to her, how beautiful her mother was and what was her name? muti wanted to see and hear Meksipun only once in his life.

Seeing Crystal's eyes, Muti did not force his sister to explain if it was uncomfortable and inappropriate for them to discuss.

Muti understood very well the feeling of Crystal actually having the same difficulties as himself, only that they were on different levels.

"What's it like to live without your mom and dad?" Kris looked at the Pearl who was surprised by his question.

Muti smiled, life without parents is honestly very difficult for Pearls. He felt different from others, when children of the same age had the support of parents, in contrast to Muti who could only lower his head.

He wants to have a mother, a father. Eat together, go for a walk and tell a lot of stories.

"It's too late, Chris, I'm a big boy now. Someone I wanted to call mom was never there." Muti smiled, asking Crystal to forget the question.

Muti exited the bathroom, continuing his sleep while waiting for Kris to change clothes.

Kristal sat at the dresser, drying her hair while looking at Muti from behind the glass.

"Sister."

Muti raised his head, looking at the sleeping crystal beside him. Pulling the blanket sighed her many times.

Kristal doesn't have much memory of her birth mother, they were only together until the age of seven.

Suddenly, his mother dropped Kris off at school and told him never to remember, and also to look for her whereabouts.

That day was the last time Crystal saw her mother, Kris cried when she knew her mother had left her.

Every day he kept waiting, but his mother never came until finally his Daddy brought a new wife.

Kris follows her mother's desire to forget, as she has no reason to remember. Maybe she has a new family, and is happy.

Muti sees Kris taking a picture frame, showing a photo of their biological mother.

"Whatever the reason Mama left shouldn't have left." Kris stared sadly for never leaving the house, hoping that one day his mother would come.

"Beautiful mom looks like us." Muti smiled, asking Crystal not to hate, sometimes adults have a reason so they have to make a choice.

"I can't forgive him, because of him I live with kuntilanak." Kris asked Muti to stop talking about their mother.

There was no point in discussing the person who had already decided to leave, despite having a reason.

Crystal decided to go to sleep, while Pearl was still staring at her Mama's photo. The most beautiful dream Muti can see the figure of Mama, even though only behind the photo.

"Mama, why did you throw Muti away? wrong Muti what's Ma?" Pearls came out of his room sitting in the living room.

Pearl tears trickled down, putting down a photo of her Mama while talking to herself. Muti did not expect if his life was cruel full of question marks.

"Ma, grandma's dead. Muti thought this would be a good time to start a new world." The pearl was inexhaustible thought of the new world he entered, something he was hard to accept.

Since childhood Muti always asked about his mother's father, now everything is answered if his Daddy is married again, while his mother has gone does not know where he is going.

Today Muti lives in his sister's name, they share a place, difficulties and happiness.

Pearl had one more question that she did not know who she wanted to ask, why was she isolated away from her family life? what was the reason he was considered dead?

The sound of Muti's cry was heard by Han who turned out to be unable to sleep, Han saw in the living room his wife was crying looking at a picture frame.

"You're still looking for your Mama's whereabouts?" Han saw the photo Muti had closed.

"No, I just miss Mama." Muti saw Han's leg, he had promised to treat the leg, because he had borrowed a wheelchair.

The pearl took Han's leg, Alhan's hand held Muti which could make him even more paralyzed.

"A few days still often sick no?" Muti smiled lightly, himself an expert in massage.

Alhan occasionally held Muti's hand, long enjoying and sleeping on the sofa. Muti still scolded Han just as he took care of his grandmother before turning a blind eye.

Until the sun rises, Alhan and Mutiara are still sleeping on the sofa. Maid who saw did not dare to approach, because it would make Alhan angry.

Kristal also tangent not to see her brother, Kris also tangent what she should do, follow Han to the office or sleep at home.

A clashing sound rang out, Kris instantly opened the door looking around. Alhan who was sleeping also woke up, Pearl also woke up to see Tirta coming to the house.

"Sister, please Tirta."

Alhan rubbed his still sleepy face, and saw Tirta was drunk.

When he saw Muti, Tirta immediately hugged him. The startled pearls flung a powerful kick towards the stomach making Tirta bounce, while rolling around.

Han who saw held back a laugh, Tirta immediately cried. The pearl ran to the kitchen to fetch a bucket of water and flush Tirta's head.

"Aware of Tirta." Muti's legs were hugged by Tirta, directly hit using a bucket until he fainted.

Alhan who saw instantly shocked and afraid of seeing the cruel Crystal, Han did not make a sound just sitting down while bowed.

"Tirta why? it should have been watered using conscious water because he was dreaming." Muti was confused to approach Han.

"He's drunk, not sleeping." Han asks Muti to keep his distance, and throws away the bucket that could make a concussion.

Maid tried to resuscitate Tirta, his head was also bumped because he was hit by Muti.

"Sister Han, Tirta's head hurts."

"It hurts, and it needs medicine." Muti asked the maid to take headache medicine.

Alhan held Muti's hand, asking him to stop joking. Tirta was drunk, not sick. At the moment he is not aware of what he is doing.

"Call the guards to drive him to his house." Han looked at Tirta who was crying while rubbing her head.

Tirta's clothes are wet, her head is bumpy. When conscious must be very funny because of coming home drunk in a state of embarrassment.

"Why is he drunk?" Muti looked at Han's agitated face.

"He's just like you, always running to drinks." Han looked at Muti annoyed.

"Run to the streets, not to drink." The pearls mended Alhan's speech which he thought was inappropriate.

Han asked Muti to take a shower and come with him to the office, letting Tirta sleep in the guest room, and not to be concerned.

Muti wanted to walk to his room, but Han pulled into his room moving into his room.

"Wait, why do I have to go there?"

"Because I'm your husband." Han stared intently, asking Muti to move rooms.

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