
Nilam was sitting pensively in the garden behind his house. His eyes stared blankly at the swimming fish, weaving around the pond. He recalled his long conversation with Satria, a few hours ago, at the place where Bas had an accident.
"Please hang in next to Mas Bas, Mba. Don't mind others, think they're just statues. I'm sure Mas Bas will choose to live with Mba Nilam ...."
"That's exactly it, Sat. I don't want to separate my son from his mother. I can't imagine that because of me, Aunt Rahma had to let go of her son and Utari had to lose her brother. I don't want to be that selfish." Nilam directly cut off Satria's speech.
"In the meantime, I myself will not be able to if our household, meddled by others," continued Nilam with a soft look.
"Nobody separated. No one has taken. Why do you feel guilty? Mba, not all parents like Mba Nilam's parents. Not all families are as warm as your family. So never feel that my mother and sister will feel the sadness that Mba had in mind" Satria continued to try to persuade her.
"Brake!" Diana jerked Nilam's shoulders from behind, breaking the petite girl's daydream.
"Just look, you'll have to enter the pool waiter, you want!" said the mother of one child again, while sitting on a concrete bench next to Nilam.
He ignored the sharp gaze of the younger brother, who was annoyed by the shock.
"What the hell was that?" diana asked curiously, because Nilam had not responded to her words since.
Nilam only glanced with his eyes. The brother stared curiously. He shook his head while looking down, playing both of his thumbs.
"What else is it? Haven't finished your problem with Bas?" This time Diana's voice was quieter and slower. He chose to stop disturbing his sister, who was still struggling cloudy.
"I don't know, Mba. How am I supposed to? I'm confused." Nilam looked at the woman whose age was a few years away from him.
"Ck, when are you not confused, Lam? The feeling from the beginning is always so. Donk's firm! What do you want?" diana could not cover up her frustration.
"No, I don't understand anymore, I'm in a dilemma! Mba was never in my position, she could say that!" Pissed Nilam did not accept being cornered.
"What is your problem clearly? Karen's dilemma what? Let me understand and be able to provide solutions. If you're still in this habit of yours, how would someone else help you?" Diana did not lose loudly to reply Nilam. He was embarrassed by the attitude of the sister who was calm, calm, but in his heart was full of turmoil.
"You're an adult, Lam. It is time for you to learn to mature as well in taking a stand. Don't be weak! Life is too cruel. If you only rely on the gentleness of heart, you will die."
Nilam looked at Diana deeply, he really did not know what to do at this moment. Finally the girl decided to tell me everything that happened clearly.
How he felt, his fear, Bu Rahma and Utari's attitude towards him, Baskara's plea, as well as the chatter between himself and Satria, all he told Diana.
The brother responded calmly. Listening to all without interrupting at all. Only occasionally nod or frown in reaction to Nilam's story.
"How about Mba?" nilam asked finally after he told her everything.
"Truely said Satria, Lam. You can't treat the bus like this. Poor him, he's the most broken in this. Even though you have the same taste, have the same hurt if you part, but believe me you will definitely be fine, because there are families who will always support you. While her? He doesn't have that. Tau own mother and sister like what. Uncle Brata has a life of his own with his new family. There must have been a sense of awkwardness for Bas to complain with his father, even though their relationship has begun to improve" said Diana.
Nilam only listened to the brother's words, without giving any objection at all. Inwardly he confirmed what Diana had said. His family with the Bus family was different. Although Nilam realized, his family was not perfect, but he should be grateful because he would not alone face the bitterness of life. Different from the Bus.
"Sometimes, we have to choose selfishly for certain issues, Lam. We can't keep thinking about other people's feelings until we sacrifice ourselves. Mba has told you the same, right, before? Don't always rely on not feeling good, fearing the same judgment of people, so you even destroy what you should keep. As long as it doesn't break the rules, doesn't hurt anyone else, just live what you want to live."
"But if Mas Bas is hated by his mother, how is it, Mba?"
"Have he been loved all this time?" Diana laughed cynically.
"As long as Bas makes a lot of money, she will still be considered a child by Aunt Rahma. But if he has no income, no need for you, Bas will still be treated by the woman. Don't you imagine Aunt Rahma is our mother! They're so different. All this time, surely you doubt because you can not imagine Mas Surya hated by mother, right?"
Nilam nodded confirming the brother's words.
"Baskara's relationship with his mother, not the same as Mas Surya's relationship with his mother. Can't be equated!" diana asserted again, convincing Nilam.