
Pov: Sandy
I heard Om Gata speak the name Om Rania very clearly. Name's Tompi. Most likely my brother knew about that man. I have to find out about this. Don't let me miss a step.
"Well, Gandi main to Mbah uti. Mumpung Najwa is still here, later if you have returned to Bogor can not play." I took out my bike and pedaled it to Mbah uti's house.
It turns out that there are a lot of people. I touched each one of them. Approach Om Gata slowly and try to dig up the information. Information about Mama and Rania.
"Om, do you know Rania?" I began to tell the past story.
Om Gata seems to know my purpose and purpose in coming here. His eyes seemed to be talking, what do you want to know about them? What is the reason you want to know the facts of your mother and om Tompi?
That's the kind of picture I can capture from the look in his eyes. I waited for a sentence to come out of Om Gata's mouth.
"Om just to know. They were friends, very close. Just ask mbah uti or akung. They must know who the vest is. Unfortunately, fate does not outline a soul mate between your mother and also Rania's omnya. That's all Om can give you." Om Gata patted me on the shoulder.
"Don't hate your mama, Gan. Don't you know how he lived you alone? When you just entered Junior High, you pretended to wear a motorcycle, fell, until your hand broke a bone. Your mom's here and there looking for additional costs for you to operate. And if you knew the real reason for your parents' divorce, you would surely bow down apologetically to your mother. Om just said, if you meet the right people later, please give them a way."
Why is Om Gata saying in one go? Looks like I need to figure out the secret behind my parents' divorce. But sorry Om, for the last message it looks like I will be the obstacle. Okay, I'll make a plan first.
First, I want my father and mother to be reunited. Can't all mistakes be forgiven? I have to meet with my father to discuss this.
Second, do not let Om Tompi enter the mamah life again. Because if that happens then my first plan will fail.
I decided to play with Najwa for a while. Om Gata's third child is six years old. I love that I tease that girl.
I brought her home because she was kangen with her bangs. Her brothers went all in. Many of our homes. If only my family was still intact, surely I could ask mamah and father gave me a sister.
I honestly feel lonely. It's a good thing my cousins come home looking for me. I feel needed by them.
"Mas Gandi, get me that, buy this, play this yuk," said the bocil eagerly invite me to play.
Well, later if my plan works I'll ask them for it soon. Hi-hi-hi's chat. Send a message to your father.
I : Father, Mumpung Gandi vacation, and father is still in Java, indeed you do not want to take Gandi sightseeing?
I have long been waiting for my father's reply. Every five minutes I look at my phone screen. Not the reply of the father that I received even the chatty Sulawesi girl again.
Rania: My legs are stiff.
I just read it. Let's see what's going on after this. Sure enough, not a minute has changed, I have been terrorized. Begging for mercy!
Mama and the bitches came into my room. They started to tear my room apart. I told Mama that I wanted to go for a walk with my father.
"Come, did you say father?" ask Mamah.
I nodded, "But there was no reply."
"Try on the phone, Nang."
I follow the advice of mamah, thank God appointed by the father. In spirit I express my desire. Yup! I agree with my idea. You see for yourself, my father loves me very much.
It's just that mom and her family always misjudged it. I can't wait for tomorrow.
I picked up my dad at home. Mamah as always, always put on a flat expression when you visit me.
"Well, can you not look warm with the Father even though you have separated? Gandhi didn't ask for much, Mah. Just a sincere smile and warmth" I asked Mamah.
Although it is simple, I enjoy it. My heart is very happy now.
"Sir, you have no intention to refer with mamah?" I asked while enjoying the drink.
"Mmm .., do you still have a chance?" ask Father.
"Gandi would love to see you guys together again."
You're like thinking, "Can you help me get back together with your mom?"
"How, Sir?" my many.
"Easy, just ask mama. Ask that Mom should come back with you. Otherwise, you will strike school, not want to eat, or even run away from home. How's it?"
Very good father idea. Yes, with threats we usually get what we want. Okay, let's try to do it to Mamah.
He took me around the cow pen. Dreaming of setting up a farm like the place we're visiting right now. I agree with the father's words, so that mamah will return with the father if the money is much.
After taking a walk with my father, we decided to go home. As before, you will meet your mother first. Isn't it very clear that your love for Mom is still very big?
I hope you will soon realize that.
"Where are the streets?" ask Mamah.
"Grow. Mah, you want to buy a three-tailed cow and start raising." I began to boast in front of my father.
"Oh, huh? When start? Thirty years left?" mama replied a little sarcasm.
"Let's see, later if I manage to have a farm, I'll ask you to return it to me!" I began to get upset because of my words.
Mom did not reply again to my father.
"Well, Gandi wants to be on my birthday next month, Mamah and I are back together. Gandhi did not ask for another gift. That's all, Mah." I started to launch our mission.
My mother was surprised by my request. "Gandi, you don't ask for anything weird. That's obviously not what you can do, Nang."
"Why can't you, Mah? Many people who have divorced do the process of referring back," I argue.
Mama began to get upset and accused him of conspiracy against me. I need to be able to defend the argument. This plan cannot fail.
"If you don't want to, I'll leave the house!"
"God! Stop acting like a child! Act according to your age! Mama will never come back with your father!"
My heart aches to see you so angry at me. I ran towards the room. Shortly before I entered, I clearly heard mamah driving the father out of the house.
"Go you! If you deliberately poison Gandi's mind with crazy things, just look at the consequences!" Mom's voice until it vibrates.
"Wid, I didn't do anything. Your own son asked for it. Please give me another chance. I won't do it again" he asked.
"I said go, Bang Rendi! I'm sick of you! You used our son as a tool to threaten me! Just look if you're still doing that!"
I saw Mom pushing my body out of the house. My heart's upset. Why is it so hard to get a mama to talk? What is the reason for their divorce?