
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?"
***