Reaping

Reaping
Rosie [2] - New Life



 


 


It was forty-five minutes of our car


the ride should be jammed with traffic. Actually the time it takes


to get to the public cemetery approximately twenty minutes, just


because there was an accident on the highway made the car we were riding forced


go slower.


The car my husband was driving started to enter


parking lot located in the area of public cemetery. Slowly us


family got out of the car. Before heading to the grave of the mother-in-law, we were especially


long ago walked into a stall selling sow flowers. I decided to


buy a basket of sow flowers and a bottle of rose water.


"Good, please bring me this basket, please" I said


while handing over the item I just bought.


"Why should I take him?" good question


with a complaining face.


"Because you're a boy. Time must be me or the mother


take it," chirps Indah so happy to mock her twin brother.


"Hmmm... I was amazed by the women. All this time


often echoing what is called the emancipation of women, any ladies


first," said Bagus while carrying the basket with an expression


face as forced. "But it's a little difficult turn


to the men."


"Haha... Good, you want to know why?"


beautiful Sahut.


"Why? I know the answer must be because of women


a weak creature" said Good.


"No. Because women are always right beings.


Haha..." Beautiful bergitu happy to mock her twin brother.


"Review you yes," said Nice as he ran towards


Is beautiful.


My twins are chasing each other on the sidelines


cemetery road. Actually I wanted to reprimand them, but it felt unethical


if we have to scream in a public place, we are now in the


funerals.


"Children today are like people


adults only," said Erik who is now pushing a wheelchair


occupied by father-in-law.


"Yes, that's their style of speech. Term that


I've heard that they claim to be children of the present age" I said


smiling at the behavior of my twins.


I saw the expression on my father-in-law's face look cheerful.


His eyes revealed that he was feeling happy. Since the first time


I met my father-in-law, and I saw his eyes so dull.


I have since childhood seen a wide variety of male characters ********


who's always been my mom's date. None of them are


have a friendly gaze that makes anyone feel comfortable being in


nearby. They all had arrogant attitudes and disgusting gazes, as if


they are possessed by the lust of Satan.


Spending childhood in the stall area


dimly. Subconsciously made me have the assumption that all


the man was******** and there was not a single man who treated the woman


politely. But my assumption all along turned out to be wrong the first time I


know Erik's family. Neither Erik nor their father-in-law had any traits


the opposite of the man I've been seeing all along in the area


the place where I was born. Ever since I knew Erik's family I


it's like having a new life. Life in childhood is slow


I threw it away, I decided I wanted to be a good human being and I


I don't want to inherit my mother's nature. I don't want to be one


the naughty woman that every man has counts the strip.


***


I had just finished my education at that level


elementary school. I was so excited to say something to my mom.


I want to continue my education in junior high school.


"Mothers. Can I talk to Mom?" much


at the mother with fear and a voice that sounded trembling.


Mother who was sitting on the porch of the house while cutting


toenails his toes, for a moment he stopped his activity. Instantaneously


his view is now towards me. His gaze was so sharp. I was scared when


I saw his face so scary.


"Don't you feel disturbed by


my presence?" I murmured in my heart.


It may sound strange to know that


just talking and looking at my mother I should feel scared and trembling


made. I rarely talk to my mother. It's too


he was busy with his own world and I was too afraid to interfere


timed. So that the level of emotional connection between mother and child between us


just slightly. That's what makes me always feel sad and scared when


dealing with my own mother.


 "Rosie, what do you want to talk to mom about?" ask


mother with her firm voice and the look on her face seemed to be striking.


"Hmmm..." I lost the courage to


say something to mom.


"Quick, what do you want to say?Don't waste your mother's time.


Today I am very busy, later in the afternoon I have to prepare to serve


guests again."


"That, Mom. Aaa... Me," I said nervously.


I don't know why the more mom looked at me and talked


with a high voice, my fear of him grew even greater. Until I'm getting more


it's hard to talk to him.


"What do you want to talk to Mom about? Quick


answer that! I don't want my time wasted just to deal with a weak child


like you," mother chapped with mounting anger.


Hearing the mother's voice getting higher and explosive plus


I saw his face so scary. Makes me try harder


gather strength to express what I want to tell her.


half a month from now, the registration to enter SMP will begin."


"Rosie, just wanted to say that you just had to


a wave like that. So the woman should be strong, don't be weak like that.


I don't want to have a weak and whiny child."


"I want to ask you if you're planning


will I register with SMP or not?"


"Of course, I'll enroll you in Junior High. Why are you


thinking like that? Do you think I'll just send you to SD


just."


"I thought mom wouldn't finance me to continue


school to Junior High."


"Rosie listen to your mother's words. You must


high school as possible. Even if you need to sell yourself to a million


men so you can be a scholar. I don't want you to be a stupid woman


even being a bad woman like mom. Rela sells self-esteem on a lot


men are just for the sake of a mouthful of rice."


Hearing mother's words just now, suddenly stirred


my liver.


"Mother..."


"Rosie, what's up?! Than you ask a lot of questions


it's better you go in the room! Fill your brain with lots of reading


textbooks or anything that is in the form of reading books. Watch it later when in


your Junior High School is a stupid child and often truant. I killed you!"


 For a moment I stared while permeating every new speech


just tell my mom. Actually I'd love to say one thing to


mothering. But I don't know why it feels like this mouth is twisted to express my heart.


"Why are you so dumb now?"


Before I set foot into the bedroom. I


decide to dare to say something that has not been done so far


I dare to say it.


"Mothers. Like whatever your mother's treatment was to me all this time.


I still love mom."


Instantly, the warm water droplets fell on both fertilizers


my eyes without the power to say the things that I have wanted for so long


tell my own real mother.


Moments after she heard my words, the look on her face


what has been so scary is slowly starting to change. He pulled his lips


and her cheeks lifted. Not long after that his face started to look like it was


be revived.


"Rosie, the mother's son should not be whiny. Quick in


the room!"


***


My wish is to be able to enroll into becoming a student


first high school I had to bury myself deeply. After a few days


after my conversation with my mother happened, there was a rumor that the warung area


the place where I was born will soon be evicted. Exactly about a month


then the most dreaded day of all the inhabitants of that cursed place was


happen. Within a day the area that has been the gathering place


the adult humans who were possessed by demonic lust had razed to the ground.


Mother chose to move to another area that has a standard of living


lower than the city I was born in. Until one moment mother


decided to become a housekeeper at the family residence


Ramah. I was treated like a child by my family, even me


he was educated at the same place as the son of Rama; Erik. Actually I


it's too late to go to school. Teaching and learning activities are already underway


almost two weeks. But Mr. Rama who has a friendship with


the owner of the foundation is trying to negotiate. In the end I too


you are allowed to enroll to go to school there. Until the end


I can feel the blue white uniform.


The happiness that I have always wanted is not


lasted long. Right on the first semester break in the first grade of Junior High. My mother


doing an act that makes a commotion between Mother Wanda and Mr. Rama. I


forced to be dragged into adult problems. I was the key witness to


breaking up the commotion that occurred between the husband and wife.


At that moment, I was in a dilemma. Do I have to


telling the truth would automatically make my mother feel betrayed


by his own son because I'm not on his side. Or should I


lying and covering up my mother's mistakes, but on the other hand it's just the same


it will hurt the family who treated me like their real son


by oneself.


In the end I chose to tell the truth, which


made me decide to leave forever. Even my mother


it could make the family life of Mr. Rama almost destroyed. That day was


last time I saw my real mother. Until now even I didn't


I know if my mom is alive or not. On that day it was the last time


I saw my real mother. Until now I don't even know if my mother


alive or not.


Look at my attitude that chooses to be honest. Make Mr. Rama stay


treating me like my own child, even though Wanda's mother is no longer


let me stay at his house.


The beginning of the second semester in the first grade of Junior High, officially already I have


change schools and become a student at a new religion-based school. At


I live in a dormitory and have to live life together


new people.


At first my life to go to school there was fine.


But that changed when one of my roommates accidentally met me


looking at my birth certificate, it says that there is no name on the page


a father.


I used to talk about ridiculing students at


elementary school. Just because of the identity that is inherent in me. And for


umpteenth of you I'm getting back the skewed views of those who


I just got to know. I get questions from people around me,


the question that every time I hear it hurts my heart.


"Rosie, so it turns out you're an illegitimate child?"


***