Space Rainbow

Larasati Abhimanyu.

Spacewalk

Apparently, during this time the mother lived in a village that was quite far from the city center.

While driving the car, I looked around..Passing through the expanse of rice fields, the lush and green rice was slapped wide like a carpet that stretched.

I was in a tourist village called Antimatsari.Desa is located about 12 km south of Mount Merapi precisely in Umbulharjo, Cangkringan, Sleman, Yogyakarta.

If you think about it, the distance from the center of Yogyakarta City is about 25 km. The nature is still awake, the towering trees are also still heavily awake.

He said, if the night is still often there are fireflies flying, it could indicate that the air is still clean, away from pollution.

I remember the duck, when I was a kid.. We spend a lot of time together in this natural environment.

How are you Pela?

Sorry me..

All this time it disappeared and never explained the real reason why I left.

Out of curiosity about the state of Eyang and Pela, yesterday I ventured to contact friends again.

Marvel and Andi are no longer in Bandung. Only Rangga continued to study at one of the state universities there.

"Gue hasn't seen him in a long time, bro.. Pela always dodges every time I get her! "

So said Rangga, when we talked on the phone.

Even the old numbers are no longer active. While I still can't go home and see eyeang.

My little heart still has not accepted the great mistakes that have been made in the past.

***

Along the road of Desa Wisata Importansari I found many people around who are so friendly to the tourists who visit this village.

I like to see the village of Ubud in Bali.Barajar neatly and composed houses or homestays that can be rented by tourists.

Here, I feel the feel of the countryside with a very extraordinary view.

I also decided to immediately rent one of the homestays, and was welcomed by the residents.

Later, in every day in addition to the hospitality and local wisdom of the people around who are so felt in this village will definitely make me comfortable to live here.

After the rental agreement process was completed, without a doubt I immediately brought a suitcase and entered one of the homestays.

Study one by one the material of the house that is almost entirely made of wood.

Since it was late in the evening, I reflexively laid my body on the bed with a small couch. Rest your body, which is tired because of the concentration of driving all day.

***

The next morning..

I decided to go see my mother immediately, just a few hundred meters away from my homestay.

My heart is pounding, in this moment.. I was lurking from outside the house.

Approximately, what should I do? I can't tell Mom straight away that I'm her son.

30 Minutes passed, no sign. The house turned out to be quiet and uninhabited.

With a slight disappointment, I approached a small house next to my mother's. Incidentally, there was a middle-aged mother who was watering flowers in front of the house.

"Excuse me ma'am.. Sorry to ask, is it true that around here there is a mother named Kinanti? " I asked, while showing an old photo of mom.

The mother frowned, and looked at me from head to toe."Who is this adek? if I may know? "

"I.. I'm his relative ma'am, from Bandung. "

The mother widened her eyes."Bandung's? are you a close relative of Kinan? " Task the mother again still in doubt.

"Rubber.. "

"Kinan is going to town, being treated regularly.. "

"Therapeutically? why is that mom? "

"Lho you are a piye, he said relatives but did not know the state of Kinan, Kinan was not able to walk for a dozen years.. In recent years, it seems that her husband's patience.. Kinan showed a reaction when he could stand for a while. "

Deg.

So, all this time you couldn't walk?

"If you may know, in his care at the hospital where ya ma'am? "

"Opo yes the name of the Hospital.forget! the largest in the city, it is near Malioboro.. "

"Oh Iye.. Thank you very much ma'am.. "

The mother nodded, still putting on a face of astonishment.

Without spending a long time, I immediately got into the car and drove forward.

***

Crew...

The sound of my stomach rang, from last night I had not eaten anything.

I decided to have breakfast at a small cafe in the city center.

"Good day, my.. Is there anything I can help you with? " Ask a receptionist.

"Sorry.. Is there a patient named Kinanti here? " Tanyaku.

"I'll check it first.. " After a few minutes, "The patient named Kinanti a lot of mas..If you know, who are you? "

"I'm his son.My mother is undergoing therapy in this hospital.. "

"Try you check into the section Physiotherapy.who knows.. "

"Thank you.. " Without hearing the receptionist finish speaking, I immediately searched for myself where the Physiotherapy room was.

After searching and circling every corridor of the hospital, I finally found a room that was headed.

From outside the glass, I could see a physiotherapist helping someone with crutches.

I couldn't see it clearly, because the patient turned his back on me.

Occasionally, the patient almost collapses. But the middle-aged man who still looks gallant standing next to him accompanied the physiotherapist to help the patient.

I see, the man is encouraging and smiles at the patient's direction.

Is the patient a mother?

I didn't recognize him. But I don't know why.. Just looking at her back, I already felt sure that she was truly my mother.

Mother who gave birth to me.

Arrghs.

I squealed inwardly, feeling sliced at how much mom was struggling to get back on her feet.

The man beside her held the mother's hand tightly.

I'm envious.. I want to be next to him now. Just give him encouragement and support.

"Sorry mas.. Is your family also being treated here? " A beautiful girl with my eyes and wearing a purple hijab asked me.

I just nodded my head. Wiping the feathers that I hid in the eye patch.

"If it is. who is being assisted by the physiotherapist.. Was mom.. "

Deg.

I was stunned, hearing his words.

Mammy?

She's a mother's son?

The girl smiled, and looked at me with her staggering glare.

For a moment I was stunned, the figure of the girl in front of me is very beautiful.His lentic eyelashes and yellow skin, reminiscent of the duck.

But what distinguishes, clearly the character and nature of his that seems different. This girl is meek, while the duck I missed has a annoying nature. He is easily emotional and irritable.

I then shook my head, trying to neutralize the strange feeling that suddenly invaded my heart.

"That's my mom's the best..I love him very much.. Btw, who's being treated here? " She was friendly.

"Eh. hmm. That, I just happened to pass by. Seeing the mother being treated distracts me.. I also have a mother who is suffering from the same situation. "

"Oh so.. So the story will be in practice at home? how did the physiotherapist help my mother walk? " The girl chuckles.

And I just returned with a smile.

"Mas isn't real here, is it? if I guess.. "

"I'm from Bandung.. "

"Bahh.. Bandung boy after all.. kumaha damang? "

I chuckled, hearing her babble.

"My name is Laras mas. introduce Larasati Abhimanyu. "

"I Space.. "

We were both having fun conversations about everything. Until I pretended I wanted to exchange addresses with him.

With an alibi, want to learn how to help my 'mother' walk.

I used to think the color of my life was just black.. And distance yourself from the creature named woman.

There are a lot of good women in this world. After finding my biological mother, the negative stigma about them slowly faded.

Start making peace with the situation, and then figure out how to get closer to the mother.

Larasati Abhimanyu.

I'm sure this is the girl who can bring me closer to my mother.

Any minute..

I'm gonna hug and hold her tight mom.

I will rub my head and always pray for my good.

***