Short Stories Romance
Three Letters From Mom
#THREE_LETTER_FROM_MAMA
#CLUBS
By : D. Naveen
Hi, my name is Luna Valentina. Aged, almost 21 years old. I want to tell you about a little bit of my life living in an orphanage.
I'm engaged now. I work as a cosmetic SPG from one of the leading brands in Indonesia.
I was entrusted by Mother because she went abroad to be TKW in Saudi Arabia. Mother said, Mama already has no relatives, so she had to leave me in the orphanage.
We never communicated. The reason, because it is not allowed to bring a mobile phone, said the mother of the home.
Then, how do I know he works in Arabia?
From mail.
How can? Yes can! The proof is I am now again waiting for the 3rd letter from Mama, who will be Mother of the parlor when my birthday is February 14th. But, in the 3rd letter is a special letter from Mama said Mother Home, so I can read it after marriage.
Back to the past.
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I got my first letter from my mom when I was 14.
¤The first letter from Mama¤
Hi Luna, you're 14 now. You must be more beautiful, son.
Now you are SMP. So, it is very smart to read and understand the writing that you write. Mama sent it as your birthday gift.
As a fan among us. Happy birthday, son. Do’a Mama always flows for Mama's most beautiful child.
My heart loves to read Mama's first letter, I call it Mama's love letter.
What is your school, son? Definitely fun? You must be a lot of friends.
“Iya Ma, Luna is so happy, Luna also has many new friends at school,” while smiling gleefully read the letter from Mama.
Watch out! Don't date yet! You were a kid. Your lesson will be interrupted.
“Dih Mama! Luna is not dating!”
I always answer my mom's letter. It's like talking face to face.
Dear Luna, I beg you to be a good boy, huh? Children who ta’at on religious teachings. Oh he does not stay in prayer, son. Finally, send greetings to the mother of the home.
“Iya, Ma! Luna promised, so a good child, will not ninggalin pray.”
I ran over to Mom's home.
“Mother, Thanks, huh? lovely gift. Luna's happy!"
“Sama-sama Luna,” replied Mother Home with a smile.
“Oh yes, Mama also sends greetings to Mom he said.”
Suddenly the mother of the home grabbed me. He hugged me, moved maybe.
“Yes, wait for the second letter from Mama, yes?”
“When?”
“Next year dear!”
Holding both of my cheeks.
I left, saying goodbye to school with a happy face, which was emanated clearly through the smile of these thin lips.
“Be careful Luna!” mother's message home.
I just wave my hand.
***
Time passes, days change, months change. Yup! It's time to be 15 years old. After school, I ran over to Mom's home.
“Bu! Mom!”
I'm looking for a mother's home.
To every corner, looking for the whereabouts of the Mother of the orphanage, it turns out that the mother again has business said another orphanage child.
I waited for the housewife to come home restless.
“Where's mom, huh?”
With an anxious face.
“Assalamu’allaikum!”
“Wa’allaikum greetings!”
I ran over.
“Where is the letter from Mama, Bu?”
“Em ... Em ... who can't wait to read the letter from Mama.”
“He ... He ...”
This little laugh from thin lips.
With a strong heartbeat and a happy heart, I read the second letter from Mama.
¤Letter to two from Mama¤
Dear luna, Happy birthday. Congratulations, you are now a more mature girl. You're in High School, right? Do you have a boyfriend yet?
“Thank you Mama for her birthday, hopefully we can meet Mam. Luna doesn't have a boyfriend yet Mam!” While laughing small.
If you already have also nothing, as long as not to interfere with the lesson and do not let you not help the mother of the home, son?
“Iya Mama Darling,” my word.
Always Mama’u Nak, Your face must look like Mama.
“Luna don't know the look on Mama's face.”
One day, you will be able to go to Mama's place, son.
“But when, Mam?”
My tears are dripping.
Don't be sad, you must be crying again, huh? Sorry’in Mama huh, son? My mom loves Luna.
“Nothing Mam, Luna is also very dear to Mama.”
Be nice in the parlor, son! My mom's message is always the same. Do not leave prayer, must be a good person, always love the mother of the orphanage, because she has raised and cared for you since childhood! I love Luna, Muachhhh....
Greetings to the mother of the house, baby!
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I immediately hugged the letter paper with the envelope from Mama. Suddenly someone fell.
“What is this?”
I took the white paper that was cupped.
“Eh, there's a write-up. Monics. Who's monic?"
I went running to find Mom's parlour.
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“Udah read it, Nak?” ask Mother of the parlor.
“Udah, Mom!” while’ing breath after running.
“Why Nak?”
“Luna wants to tell me first the contents of a letter from Mama, ma'am. Said greetings to Mother.”
My breath is still’ing for breath.
“Oh yes Ma'am, Monic who is it?”
Mother Home's eyes immediately rounded, like shock, hearing that name.
“You know from where, Son?” ask Mother of the parlor.
“In the letter tucked this photo, Mom. There is Monic writing, but Luna is not familiar with this Aunt,” concluded me.
There were tears falling on the cheeks of Mother Home, immediately Mother Home hugged me at that moment.
“Monic is Your Mom, Luna”
Mother's crying can't be contained.
“This is Mama Luna, Bu?”
While pointing at the photo in his grasp.
The mother of the parlor nodded.
My tears broke, not believing I could see the figure of Mama who I had longed for.
I hugged, kissed and kept looking at the photo of Mama that I missed all this time.
“Makasih Bu, thanks to Mom, Luna can know the look on Mama's face, even if only in the picture.” I hugged Mother Home, tightly.
The mother of the parlor nodded.
“Mama was written in the letter, one day Luna would have been able to go to Mother's place. Luna is impatient, Mom!” My heart is happy mixed haru.
“Yes already Luna, Mom entered the room first, yes?”
“Iya, Mom!”
***
I am now 21 years old. Rudy is my girlfriend. We got engaged 6 months ago.
Sometimes, the sense of inferiority is clearly seen in this self. Mother said, I am indeed a beautiful girl, with white skin, a tall body like a model and long hair unraveled.
Rudy is the owner of 5 branches of the hend phone counter. He is one of the most successful young entrepreneurs in his village. As for me, only girls are raised in orphanages.
Sometimes, I think that Papa doesn't want me.
Because, until now I don't know where Papa lives?
Either he's alive or he's gone. The mother did not tell me where Papa was.
[Darling, dinner outside, yu?]
Take Rudy through WA because we are both busy working.
[By,] my reply was brief.
[Later tonight I pick you up, huh?]
[Okay!]
[Love you honey]
[Love you too sweety.]
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After the magrib prayer, we say goodbye to the mother of the home to ask permission to go outside, to just have dinner together.
“Bu, I want to invite Luna to dinner can?” said Rudy.
“Iya, please Nak Rudy,” replied Mother Home.
We rode a red jazz honda car, darting through the streets that are still crowded because it is not too late at night. Moreover, it was Sunday night, so the streets were crowded even though it did not cause traffic jams.
Arriving at the restaurant.
Sreett!
The sound of the chair being pulled by Rudy made me feel comfortable.
“Please sit dear.”
“Still!”
My thin lips smiled.
We ordered food and drinks. At last, we enjoyed dinner together at the restaurant.
“Darling, there is actually an important thing that I want to say.”
Rudy's eyes looked inside.
“What?”
“I want to marry you right on your date of birth, February 14,” Rudy said, holding both hands.
“What?”
My net is glazed.
“Will you be my wife?”
I looked into Rudy's eyes, noticing Rudy's seriousness in marrying me.
“You want?” ask him again.
I'm nodding.
***
“Mother, I want to propose Luna!” rudy said to the Mother of the parlour.
“When?”
“This February 14, Mom!"
Because everything agreed, finally the marriage was carried out.
The ijab procession began. My mother and I were happy when Mr. Penghulu and the witnesses said the word SAH!
The happy tears of the mother of the house were seen watching me kiss the back of Rudy's hand, who is now my husband.
The guests took turns congratulating us.
***
“Luna, tomorrow we go to Semarang, yes?”
“Iya!” answer's short.
The next day, we actually went to Semarang. The mother also accompanied.
“We go to Semarang where you want to go, anyway? How is the road quiet like this?” many wonder.
“Later you know, babe!”
At the funeral, we walked together. Right on the tombstone inscribed the names MONICA and FERDY.
“It's a gift from Mama, Son!”
A letter was given to me from the mother's home.
My heart is glad because this letter is what I have been waiting for. Can't wait to read.
¤Letter to three from Mama.¤
Happy Birthday to your beautiful Mom and Dad. Congratulations on a new life. We are here happy to see you coming to bring your husband, to bring priests into your life.
We always hoped that Luna would be a good child for us.
Mendo’akan be a good wife to your husband.
Son, as promised by Mama. You're going to Mama's place, this is your Mama and Papa's place, son.
We have calmed down here, do’a we son. Because do’a a child that will help us.
Remember our message yes, Luna. Do not leave the prayer! Obey your husband and love the mother of the home who raised you. He has replaced us to take care of you.
We love you.
***
Suddenly my feet could not support this body, because it was too heavy to accept all reality.
“Mother, this is Mama's tomb and Luna's Papa?”
The mother of the parlour just nodded.
“Actually, your Papa and Mama have died in an accident. His car entered the ravine, your father died instantly at the scene. Your mother who was pregnant at that time survived. She gave birth to you safely.
But about 3 days in the treatment of his condition drop. He left you to Mom and wrote down his last 3 letters that you have read all, Son,” said Mother of the house with a cry.
“I'm sorry Mom Son, this is all a message from your Mama to keep their deaths a secret before you get a husband. Because, they don't want you to be dissolved in grief alone,” continued Mother of the orphanage again.
“Insya Allah Ma'am, Sir. I'll take good care of Mom and Dad's daughter. I will keep him as strong as I am, insha Allah I will guide Him to the path that Allah is ridhoi!” Rudy's promise in front of Mama and Papa's tomb.
.End.
