
Candy believed herself to be right all along. Showing depression in others is something he never did. Not himself strong, but sometimes the response he received from others is not as expected.
People close to her like Rena, even her mother herself often called Candy less grateful when she complained.
And to be honest, if they want to take the time to strengthen and be a listener for a while, Candy is very grateful. The purpose of storytelling is not to be told. He cares little. Why do people call it lack of gratitude?
He breathed heavily. Why does Orion call him selfish? Why should that guy listen?
"Assalamu' aleikum, Mother."
Darkened. Tumben once, usually in these hours his mother has turned on the lights. The middle-aged woman's myopic eyes couldn't survive in the dark.
"Mother, Elisa's home ..."
Again, not as usual, the person who never misses his call this time let the silence that answers him.
"Mother?"
Candy calls out once more while taking off the shoes on the shelf near the room. Putting his bag on the wooden chair of the living room, he walked into the room.
Is there no mother there? Where then?
"Mom's not home yet?" Mumbled. It's already afternoon. Usually also after Ashar his mother is already at home. His eyes glanced at the round clock hanging on the nail.
Maghrib. It's impossible that his mother hasn't come home. The market at this hour is empty. Swallowing the confusion that reached her mind, Candy exited the room and then combed the kitchen.
Dining tables, long chairs, buckets of clean water, everything is still in place. There's no sign of anyone just getting here.
"Where's mom?" Exclaims. Maybe at the well, Candy thought positively. Who knows, my mother was doing the dishes.
Without the slightest doubt, he opened the back door of the house connecting directly to the well. His eyes were fixed on the lookout in front of him.
"Mother ...,"
His heart seemed to stop beating when the figure he was looking for was actually seen lying there.
"Mother ...," Shaking all over her body began to crawl her legs. His breath was puffed, his hands raised to open his mouth.
"Mother,"
Holding back a half-dead feeling of fear, Candy approached. His fingers were raised weakly on the side neck of that weak body. Make sure something's pulsing there properly.
Can't do. It can't be like this. It shouldn't be like this. It shouldn't be like this. His mother can't leave. Can't do.
"Mom, wake up."
No more beats. The body is ice cold. The smell of life is no longer felt. The hand that used to rub his head was now lying weak.
"Mother, don't do this" she said.
Her tears are flowing. His body was squeezing along with his knees that fell down to the ground.
"Mom, wake. Elisha came home, Elisha laper. I woke~" he muttered. He groans. His chest seemed to want to explode.
"Said I want to see Elisha pass. Later if Elisha has graduated, Elisha who works to replace Mom. We'll buy a nice house, a nice bed, a television, good food. I'll take the hajj, later ..."
Breath choked. He clutched his chest tightly. It felt tight until he was breathing hard.
Candy falls face down, her entire senses being attacked by a freeze that suddenly ambushes. Can't do. His mother can't leave.
He has never been happy. He never made her proud. He has not ...had never made it not feel difficult.
Candy choked on her own breath. He was crying hard.
"Mother, if I go ... Who is elisa? Mom don't go .. Don't do this."
He doesn't want to be alone. He wouldn't cry like this. He does not want to lose anymore. No more. Crying exploded.
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A quiet atmosphere enveloped his house after his mother was buried. There's nothing Candy can do after cleaning. He just bent his knees behind the house. Trying to comfort yourself, but the end is just crying again. Her tears still flowed silently.
The most painful heartbreak is the present moment. When you realize for decades to come, you are forced to live without someone you love. Without seeing it, without being able to touch it again. The sky is different from your sky. His world is different from yours.
When you miss his figure, you can only remember and pray while suggesting that he was calm there. Don't cry. Please, don't cry anymore.
Candy bit her lips. Crying without a sound.
There are many regrets that he felt after losing his mother. He has never been truly devoted. Sometimes it even makes him upset and grumble. There was something he did and made him angry. Even so, Candy is determined to pay for everything with her happiness.
"Hiks ..."
However, death first cuts his chance, eliminates his resolve, scorches him to make him proud to have it in the world. After this, what else is left?
"Everyone dies, just wait a minute."
Eyes blurry. But he could recognize the owner of the voice well. People who have recently made their lives confused.
"Orion," he cried weakly. His head lowered, Candy tried to hold back the crying that was about to break.
Don't cry Candy. Don't cry.
"Lo, I, everyone will lose. You are not alone."
Candy gave up. His feet imprinted the floor perfectly and then hugged Orion and shed those tears there. It doesn't matter if the guy is still wearing the school uniform. It doesn't matter if the guy is reluctant to be hugged by her. It didn't matter if the guy would get angry because his chest was soaked by his tears. All he needs is a backrest.
"Shh ..." Orion whispered in his ear. He returned Candy's embrace. One hand inserted the girl's hair behind her ear. "This is not the end of the world, Elisha. Don't be sad!"
Orion closed his eyes. It must have hurt a lot in staying by the only person who had always accompanied him since childhood.
"Mom said .. want to see me graduate. Mom said ... want to see me wear toga. I said ... want to take a walk to Jakarta and see monas. But, why are you leaving, Rion?"
"Because it's time for him to leave, Candy," he said in a hoarse voice. There was a big wedge in his throat when he spoke of death. But for Candy's sake, he tried to shake her off.
At least Orion should not be seen crushed when the girl in his arms is destroyed. "Every human being dies. I don't know who came first, nobody knows. Everything will never be left behind,"
He swallowed bitter.
"Lo's mother goes first, you lose. Even if you go first, you will feel lost later. And you know what pain it hurts like. Isn't it with Mom you leaving, you who sacrificed? Your mother will not suffer the pain left behind. Your mother will not suffer the pain of remembering. You change everything."
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