Rhinayung
Grandma's Effort For Me
Last night, I slept so well that I didn't feel any pain or hurt. But when I woke up this morning, my whole body felt stiff. I also saw a lot of bruises on my hands, feet and body. Waking up for the morning prayer I couldn't.
"Oh Allah, forgive me. I can't get up. I couldn't bear to do my duty this morning. This wound is excruciating. But if it's my destiny, I'll change it. I know, you gave me a try, because you're sure I can get through it. But if this is my reward as a thief, punish me and I will accept it!" I groaned in tears.
I decided not to go to school again today. It's not that I'm ashamed of my teachers and friends. But it was because of this wound that rendered me helpless. If I was able to get up and walk to school, I would definitely come to school even if the wounds all over my body were visible. Even though my eyes were swollen until my vision was a little disturbed. I will not be ashamed, instead I hope the school and my friends can help me to stop the violence perpetrated by my father and mother.
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"Rinayung, have you eaten? Let's go to Grandma's. You must be hungry and your wounds let Grandma treat you!" whispered my grandmother from outside my room made of gedhek.
Grandma can peek at me from the gedhek crevice. However, I was late in picking up a blanket to cover my bruised and scarred legs and arms. I don't want my grandmother to see my wounds. Because it would only make my grandmother sad and devastated.
"Rinayoung! Oh my God, why are your wounds so!" I was shocked, and suddenly my grandmother cried hysterically.
"Sir, relax! I'm all right. It just looks like a bruise, but I don't feel any pain at all. It's Grandma, calm down!" I said, so that grandma does not get hysterical and make the man who is a prospective inhabitant of hell come back.
"Grandmother didn't accept any of this! Grandma wants to call Mr. Dio!" continued grandma.
"Sir, Mr. Dio must be busy. This hour must have gone to the office. Moreover, Mr. Dio is a police officer, must have a lot of business," I said.
Apparently, grandma ignored my words and immediately left my father's rickety house. I'm worried, if grandma really recklessly asked Mr. Dio for help. That means, my father will be more hostile to grandma. Although honestly I really expect the help of others in this KDRT that I experienced, but I do not want to have a bad impact on my grandmother.
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"Mom, relax! Let me call Mr Priyo!"
I remember the heavy voice of the man. That's typical, it's Mr. Dio's voice. Police officers who are respected by the community. I'm glad that at least Mr. Dio's arrival will ease my suffering. But I hope, my grandmother will stay protected and will be fine.
"Whispering early in the morning!" reply my father with a voice that is no less loud.
"I told Mr. Dio everything. Citizens are witnesses and the wounds on Rinayung's body are proof! Please Mr. Dio, take care of this ungodly and cruel child! If you need to incarcerate for life!" my grandmother said with emotion.
I don't hear my father's voice anymore. I don't know, maybe my father is reluctant or wants to be angry with Mr. Dio.
"Mom, let me talk to Mr. Priyo! I see Rinayung. If the wound is too severe, I will have my son Hendri take Rinayung to the doctor" Mr. Dio said in a distinctive voice.
I tried to get up before my grandmother got to the room. But to walk, I can't go well. My feet feel stiff.
"Rinayoung! How you're doing. Let's go to grandma's. Slowly walk, grandma will take you," said my grandmother in panic and tears flowed.
The more I see my grandmother's tears, the more my heart breaks. How can I spend the capital money of my grandmother's stall just for my father, the man who is a future inhabitant of hell? How can I hurt my grandmother while my grandmother always tries to do what is best for me?
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