SPIRIT AND DEATH

MATERNAL STRENGTH (Part 2)

I kept my eyes closed until I could no longer hear the voices of Father and Mother. I sat down squatting while holding my two legs that were shaking violently. I kept shrinking because I was so shocked by all the facts I had seen.

"Norris .... " Mom came near me, mother pulled my hand. "Come on sarah ! " I stood up and ran in my footsteps. While crying, we headed for the exit but when Mom opened the door, it was locked. Mom pulled me into my room, "we can't get out right now. " Said mother.

We arrived in my room and my mother locked the door, pushing the bed and some tables and cabinets to my door.

I couldn't think, just seeing a mother who was so deftly moving to and fro with a sweat of blood. As I looked at her, my tears were flowing more and more, as my mother held me tightly, my tears could not be stopped.

"Mother ... Mother ... Mother ..." I said as I continued crying.

"Yes Nak .... " Wiping the blood that flows from the nose of the lips and also the mouth of the mother.

"I'm so scared Mom .... "

"Diminish the volume of your voice, at least you can rest for a while here" Mother said with a sigh. I nodded my head and leaned my body against the wall of the room.

Actually I really want to know what happened but I dare not ask Mom. Mother leaned her head against the back wall, her hands still clasping tightly to mine. I continued to watch Mom close her eyes and take a quick breath.

"Your father was a very good man Sarah."

"Why do you still defend you after your treatment of you?" I have a little emotion.

"You don't know anything son .... "

"I don't know Mom, I'd love to know but .... " I hung up my words.

"Mom will tell you a little bit about Sarah" she said in a weak voice

"Well, I'll listen to it ma'am .... "

"Firstly when we were married, I was warned by Oma about your father's troubled psychological state. He can't get under the pressure, to cope with his feelings and thoughts, your father routinely goes to a mental hospital and takes tranquilizers. "

I imagined the moment I found a sedative in my room, work room and dad's bag. I continued to listen to my mother's story while imagining it.

"Mother loves your father so much, that's why I survived ... I'm still married to your father despite knowing his emotional state."

"The days we spent married were wonderful, your father was a truly kind, loving, patient, humorous and romantic man."

Mother's lips smiled as she expressed Father's attitude, she continued to smile while telling stories even though blood continued to flow from her injured lips. Seeing it all .. My tears are unstoppable. Dad, if you knew how much you love me, you would not be able to hurt Mom, I said in my heart.

"The problem occurs when the mother after giving birth and the mother's children are quite large." I listened to Mom's story well, this is what I wanted from the start.

My tears started flowing. "Mom still remembers how the little boy walked and ran here and there, the park in front of this house became a witness.

"Tania. Tania is Dad and Mom's first child." I was so surprised to hear what Mom said.

"So I have an older sister?" Then Mom held my head and leaned it on Mom's shoulder.

"Yes Nak .. Her name is Tania." So, Tania is my sister? Ask in the heart.

"Tania is a smart, cheerful kid, and she's very good at taking care of you Sarah. He always takes care of you and loves you very much, when you were a little boy, not yet good at talking, only able to run around small chasing Tania." Then Mom laughed.

"Mother remembers that, when you fell down and cried everyone scolded Tania but Tania kept smiling and never left you to play alone."

"Mbok's affection for the two of you is also very extraordinary. So it's natural that until the end of his life he's still with you Sarah." said Mother.

I cried hearing every story Mom told. "Mom, where's Tania ?"

Mom took a deep breath. "That morning, when Mom went shopping with Mbok all mediocre. But when we got home, we saw my father was restless looking for Sarah and Tania to and fro. "

"We went to look for Tania, but we didn't find her just you Sarah, you sat by the road near the security guard post crying and we didn't find Tania."

"Your father is like a madman looking for Tania. Your father also entered Tania's data in several newspapers and reported to the police with news of the loss but until this moment, there has been no enlightenment for the news and circumstances of your brother Tania." Obviously mother

"Your father felt very guilty, that feeling made him even more depressed. Your father's psychological condition is deteriorating."

"That's why I've been in Uncle and Bibik's house all this time ?"

"That's for your own good, son .... " Talking weakly.

"A - I ...." Stammering.

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"Norris ... Sarah ...." Shouted Dad with a trembling voice.

"Mother is Dad." Then she stopped her story.

The atmosphere became gripping, the mother looks very tense to face the father. Then, the father's voice disappeared again, the mother stood in front of the window and looked around like she suspected something.

"Sarah, Sarah .. Come help Mom! Help me slide your closet. "

"Good Mom .... "

"Let's Sarah hurry. "

Not long after we shifted the closet to the window of the room, I heard my father was already in front of my window. Tok tok tok tok tok tok tok tok tok tok tok tok tok tok tok tok tok, tok tok,

" Sarah .. saraah .. saraaahhh. " Dad's screams were very loud and I covered my ears.

I was so scared and didn't want to listen to Dad's screams in the slightest. Quickly I close myself to Mom, I need Mom's hug and I don't want to let go. Dad, why did you become like this? I said in my heart.

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