Real Dad's
Consequences
"Don't you choose to marry and go with her, you've already thought of this?" The middle-aged woman in shabby clothes thrust a warm cup of tea at Hana, who was still in a sobbing.
"I think, with me with him he'll fix his past, Mom," Hana complained to the middle-aged woman she called mother.
"Someone who is in the dark long enough, slowly he will not recognize the darkness itself," said the mother trying to calm the heart of the princess who is still worried.
"What should I do, Mom?" Confused, how to move on with her life.
"Don't you decide to leave, you've thought of everything?" search the woman.
Hana shook her head, accompanied by sobs that had not stopped since the incident this morning.
"Bas with this boy!" cursing the mother, "why when you make a decision do not think about the consequences," he continued, exhaling harshly.
***
The memory of it still flashed clearly in the mind of the middle-aged woman who was currently looking at a little girl before him. The girl helped him tie the vegetables from the yard. As usual, vegetables that have been tied will be peddled around by the woman, just to buy daily necessities to both fill a hungry stomach.
"Eunsu, Nek Imah, did you guys harvest carrots today?" a customer shouted from a distance.
"We have not harvested, but some can be harvested if needed" said Imah, while inching to approach the carrot plants he mentioned.
"It just so happens that" said the customer.
"Yes, Neng Naya, let's be chosen and harvest it yourself if you want," hail Imah.
The woman of Hana's age who is familiarly called Naya, approached Imah while choosing the carrot plant she wanted. Naya's eye bead catches Eunsu's back, which still binds kale. Naya, sighed lamenting Eunsu's fate.
"Teh Hana hasn't heard yet, Grandma?" ask Naya, trying to figure it out.
Imagah just shook his head, signifying his despair. His heart rippled violently, if you remember the princess only wayangnya. In fact, without control his eyes condense, when one mentions his name.
"Eunsu's love" muttered Naya, still addressing Eunsu.
"This carrot is ready," said imah after finishing wrapping the fresh carrot, without heeding Naya's words.
Imah is just trying to live life as she should, although she is aware that the age that is not young makes it a little difficult to take care of Eunsu and provide for her needs.
Neng gasped as he thrust out a piece of blue-colored money, making Imah widen her eyes.
"It's mostly, I haven't been around. So there is no money yet," said Imah reluctantly accept the money Naya gave.
"There is no need to return, there is nothing" said Naya as she left Imah.
"Don't, Neng Naya. This is too often, later we will be happy and be beggars," continued Imah.
"Who said? Nek Imah sales, not begging, this I got the carrot," said Neng while brandishing the package of carrots, then passed without concern for Imah again.
Imah was forced to accept the money, then she returned to Eunsu and continued to tie and pack other vegetables.
"The hoe's done, Grandma," said the little girl in pink.
"Yes, Nek, Eunsu wants to watch," Eunsu said as he edged from sitting and left Imah alone.
Imah nodded, instantly her eyes dewy, considering how unfortunate the fate of the granddaughter was. Growing up without both parents, Lam who never once came to them made Imah growled and repeatedly cursed Lam with harsh words. While Hana who was alone to work abroad now has no news.
Imah's age is not young anymore, sometimes his mind is disturbed if one day he dies, what about the fate of the six-year-old girl Eunsu. Who's gonna take care of it, feed it, or whatever.
Thinking about it made Imah unable to hold tightness in the chest, his eyes increasingly heated up until the warm circles from the corner of the eye decomposed rapidly, despite having tried to hold it.
The life that Imah and Eunsu went through was not very good, simple life with the intake of food. Armed with the use of vacant land in the yard of the house, Imah planted vegetables and vegetables that he harvested and sold himself to neighbors around the house.
At a young age is all he can do to support himself and the grandson who is now his responsibility.
A simple house in the style of ancient Dutch ornaments, which became a shelter and the only property of Ema. Still lucky both can sleep comfortably and do not stray on the streets. Hana, who had no news, frustrated Ameh, she did not know where to look.
In fact, Imah does not know the trace of Hana's whereabouts, which Imah knows Hana went abroad to make money on the pretext of making Eunsu happy. Therefore, after Eunsu stopped drinking Asi, Hana left her with her grandmother.
Unbeknownst to Hana's true existence, Imah only hopes that Hana can return as soon as possible, and take good care of Eunsu. The old face was now wet with tears. His heart felt torn to shreds lamenting the fate that had not been on his side.
***
The crane! The crane!
The ringing of the device made Lam gasp from her daydream, reach into her pocket and take out the rectangular flat object. It quickly scrolled the green mark on the object's screen.
"Yes, Boss!" he said while attaching the object to his right ear.
"I'll assign you to go to City C, grab an item, make sure it's safe!" said someone behind the phone call, who he often called the boss.
"Good Boss!" lam answered obediently.
The ending tone of the call was heard, with Lam roughly putting the device on the glass table right in front of her.
"What else is this, David?" gerutu Lam massaged his forehead.
Lam's flat, expressionless face, added to the masculine impression of the mid-thirties man. She's quite mature and charming. A lot of women want it, but she doesn't want failure anymore. Because his attachment to the snares of the black world was quite difficult to break.
The man with the scar on the cheek, shuffled from sitting. The black shirt from yesterday has not been replaced. Feeling that something big enough was waiting for her, Lam went to clean up and change her clothes.
Lam was bare-chested with only a towel that coiled around her waist to cover her knees. Seen the muscles in Lam's body are perfectly formed, he opened the door of the white closet, to take a change of clothes. Nahas, in the closet there is only one more shirt left and that was in black like the shirt he was wearing at the time.
Lam exhaled a rough breath, then glanced at the pile of dirty clothes with matching colors that were in the corner of the room in a basket.
"Will the world let me continue like this?" muttered Lam while inching towards the dirty clothes.
His face was still expressionless, putting the dirty clothes into a machine, then starting the machine and leaving it. While waiting for the laundry to be done, Lam continued her preparations for departure to City C.
"City C, why go there?" Lam monologues.
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