
Mas Surya was just stunned to hear my words that I had never expressed before. Maybe now Mas Surya feels guilty because I have known the rot.
" Don't compare me to Mas Fatir. Because Me and Mas Fatir are clearly different Via! Ok. I admit I was wrong for betraying you. And now you know everything. If you want to get away from my side then, go. I will never forbid or detain you" Mas Surya said without guilt. And indirectly has been able to drive me away subtly.
" Okay, if that's what I want. Via will soon be on foot from here. Via will take our Third Child away. And Via hope that Mas will never find us. May the life of Mas always be happy" said I went to leave Mas Surya into the room.
I looked at my Third Son who was fast asleep. It doesn't feel like I have to wake them up these nights. Where I'm going to go looking for shade again. Bringing my Three Children at night is risky and dangerous. The air outside tonight is cold. I'm still thinking about getting out of here. At least I have to wait until morning comes.
" Father, you doubtful woman! The son-in-law doesn't know himself! How dare you leave this house. I'm sure if you still want to go. You're gonna be a badass out there. I'm sorry I won't admit you if I meet you, you'll be a beggar on the street" My mom said, insulting me and reviling me.
My butterflies were hot hearing her very sharp chatter. I was lured with Mother's words that pierced all the way to the recesses of my heart. Selfishly I began to go into the room and put all my Third Child's clothes in the suitcase. Slowly I woke up Zafran and Zaki.
" What's wrong, Mom?" My son rubbed his sleepy eyes.
" Kid, come with Mom. We are on vacation to Mother Village, right? You guys, want a vacation there" said softly.
" This night, ma'am, gone?" Typal Zul wonder.
" Come on, wash your face first" I said to take My Two Sons to the bathroom to wash their faces so that They do not get sleepy.
With the money of Five Million Rupiah given from Mysterious People. I'm determined to go home tonight with my three sons. After packing I started to step out of Mom's house. I saw Mas Surya and Mother sitting opposite in the living room.
" Mum, Via pamit" I said staring at Mas Surya sad. The face of Mas Surya who was an emotion is now looking at me with pity. Still silent without a word. Though I really hope that Mas Surya prevents my departure from this house. But it didn't do. Now I realize that all this time I have meant nothing in the life of Mas Surya.
" Mom, please forgive Via if Via has been burdening and inconveniencing you all along. Via saying goodbye" I began to step foot towards the exit. Mugkin's mom is very happy if I leave her house. His face looks ordinary without any implied pity and pity in the slightest.
" Let's go, son, let's go" I said with the hands of my Two Sons. Zaki who was in my arms was still sound asleep. While Kiriku's hand was dragging the Suitcase with Clothes.
" Mom, aren't you coming with us?" Zafran said, My son is still looking back at his father who is still sitting dumbstruck.
" Daddy's busy, son, Daddy's gonna catch up with us" I said.
I took my Son on the City Bemo to the Bus Stop. The atmosphere on the Street looks quiet because now Time has shown at 12 pm. My two Sons finally could not resist the drowsiness and They both fell asleep on the bench of the Bus Stop. Their tiny bodies curled up in the cold. Seeing My Two Sons feel the suffering of his Mother. My defense is starting to collapse to not cry anymore. I took a breath without a sound so that the sound of my crying could not be heard by my Two Sons. Only God is with me now. My best place to lean and hope.
Suddenly a Golden Yellow Car stopped in front of the Stop. The owner of the car pulled his head out of the windshield of his car.
" Where are you going, ma'am?" Speaks kindly.
" I'm waiting for the Bus to Bima Pak City" I said.
I refused and reasoned My husband would arrive soon and would pick us up. However, the reason I was not heard by that guy and instead got off his car to get to me.
" I'll take you and your son to the destination, as long as we play first in the Car for a while" said the man pulled my hand.
" let go! Toloooong!" Shouted as loud as possible. My two sons woke up and immediately embraced me in great fear. The smell of the mouth of the person is very stinging due to the influence of alcoholic beverages. Lucky Little Zaki did not come by surprise when I shouted.
I saw a Man running from across the street to Us. The man who was dressed shabby and apprehensive came to help me.
" ye! don't bother the woman." Said the shabby man pointing at the yellow Car Owner.
" Haha, a gem like you is going to fight me. There go! It's none of your business!" Said the Evil Man arrogantly.
BUGH BUGH BUGH
No matter how many times the raw bogem landed on the cheek of the Evil Man. The Shabby man beat him mercilessly. Finally the man begged and cupped Both hands ran towards his car and then drove his car fast.
" Thank you" I said.
" Let's come with Me, if you're going to stay here with your Third Child in a quiet state, it's very dangerous and risky. Said the Shabby Man offering.
" But we have to wait for the Bus to go to Bima City to Pulang Kampung" said My father refused.
" Don't be selfish, think of your Three Sons" said the man turning his back to leave. Before the Man goes far I as quickly as possible stop his steps.
" Wait! I'm coming with you" I had to say. I have no other choice.
The man helped drag my suitcase. While I hold my Son's hands tightly. This time I really did.
" Get in" said the Shabby Man telling Us to enter a house made of cardboard on the side of the road.
" Rest, fear not and worry I will sleep outside. Rest with your three Sons." Said the Shabby Man sincerely.
Although only the Cardboard House is at least safe to lay Our Body. The number of mosquitoes that roam makes me stay awake and always flick the cloth so that mosquitoes do not stay on the skin of my Third Son.
Seeing I was busy flicking the cloth, the Shabby Man sprayed around the Cardboard House with Anti Mosquito Drug Spray. Suddenly the noise of the noisy mosquito in the ear no longer wanders. My eyes began to sleep, and I fell asleep with my Three Sons. The sound of the morning prayer rang out in the ears. I got up and found a place to worship. When I came out, I saw the Shabby Man curled up to sleep on the grass. The thin sheath made his body round because of the cold. I feel so sorry to see him sleep nothing. I can imagine the cold of the night piercing into his bones. I was so full and so sorry.