Sumayahs

Sumayah Bak Dewi Sri

"Is he your son, Mother?" Sumayah showed the figura in her hand to the face of the old woman.

With his old eyes narrowed he looked at the photo. Putting his thumb on the picture of a dashing young man. A longing smile was implied on the wrinkled skin of her lips.

"Right, Madam she's my son." He looked up to direct his gaze at Sumayah's beautiful torment, "does Madam know him? He works as a bodyguard in the city" he continued. The curved lines on his lips were perfectly drawn. How proud of his son!

Sumayah had no power to answer even if it was just a nod of her head or her arm.

"I still remember the time, it was ...," he said pausing the sentence. His gaze rested on the young man in the picture.

" ... when you first came to our village in Hulu Sungai to help the villagers who failed the harvest that year. He who at that time did not have a job and still helped his Father in the field, so admire you. Moreover, when he saw two bodyguards standing upright behind you. Do you know what he said back then?" He again glanced at Sumayah's proud facial line from a mother to her son.

"She said, I deserve to be Madam's bodyguard. I will train and will run as a reliable bodyguard of Madam. In my hands, the safety of the Madam will be assured. And the Master will feel calm when far away from his Istir. I see, Madam," explained the old woman.

The corner of his eyes watered as he recalled how strong the determination of the Son he had. Sumayah sat down beside him. He grabbed the fragile shoulder and dropped his head on it.

"Mother's son is great, I've seen it myself. And ... Do you know?" Sumayah raised her head, looking at the grayish net of the woman for a while.

"Mother's son managed to achieve his goals. He was once my bodyguard, Mother. It was ... before this misunderstanding occurred. And he's so great, alert and alert. Never let the slightest harm come to me. Mother's son is indeed great," praised Sumayah with a sincere smile on her lips.

That sentence of praise made his fragile heart entertained. He smiled while shedding tears. Proud of his extraordinary accomplishments in life.

"If it was ... then, now what, Madam?" tanyanya.

"For the time being, all the bodyguards are under Kevin's control. He pulled out all the guards who were guarding me when there was one problem that made me the scapegoat in the mansion. Everything changed since I conceived Salim. A lot of unexpected things happened at Kevin's palace. All because of envy and spite is also greed," said Sumayah.

The radiant beautiful face immediately blurted, no glittering light radiated the beauty of the painting of God perfectly imprinted on the earthy woman's face. Remembering the clothes of events that always cornered him and scapegoated him who was already helpless.

"I'm sorry, Madam." The old woman cried feeling embarrassed and uneasy at Sumayah. That day, all the outpouring of heart Sumayah spilled on the old woman.

Six months passed since they told each other their lives, Sumayah and the two old men grew more and more familiar. Their lives were luxuriously prosperous thanks to the presence of Sumayah in their lives.

Harvests are always abundant, plus Sumayah who does not hesitate to help with homework when they go to the fields. During that time, he was only inside the house never once stepped out of the front door. Every day he spent by inviting Salim to play in the backyard of the house which is fenced high and tight by the old man so that those who pass outside the fence can see Sumayah.

That day, a pair of old helpers went to the Hulu village to harvest rice in the fields. As usual, their crops were the most abundant. With a feeling of happiness, the two tirelessly plucked the rice that flourished in their fields.

"Why, yes, sir since the Madam has lived with us our harvest is always abundant. Never once have we failed the harvest, the vegetables and fruits all thrived and gave us abundant produce" the old woman chanted on her way home.

"Yes, Mom. Thank goodness!"

That day they brought a lot of money from the results of selling their rice. Both of them want to give the money to Sumayah as his provisions on the trip later when he had to leave the village.

The two elderly parents frowned as they entered the village area, many posters were installed. In the trees, in the electricity rooms, in the buildings, in the building of the house was attached to the poster.

"What's that picture, sir?" asked the woman pointing at the picture on the big tree on the side of the road.

"Mom, that's a picture of Madam. Contains an announcement for anyone who finds a woman and her baby then she will be given a prize of one billion rupiah, Mom," whispered the old man in the ear of his wife.

The woman's eyes glared at hearing it. He spurred a step towards home, not wanting to wait anymore to tell him what Kevin was doing. He decided to take her away that night from the village.

As the day grew dusk as they arrived at the Southern village, the orange clouds pervading the entire universe presented an incomparable splendid view. Sumayah was enjoying the twilight in her backyard.

He nodded when he heard a knock on the door from the outside.

"Why are Mom and Dad knocking on the door? Usually they will go straight in without permission" Sumayah muttered as she went inside and walked towards the front of the house. He did not reply even though the knock on the door did not end.

While the two old men were still on the village road yet to reach their homes. Who's knocking on the door. Sumayah was stunned as the warning from the pair of old men burrowed in memory.

"Madam, if anyone knocks on the door please don't come near the door. Stay inside and wait until the knock is gone. The two of us would never knock on the door when it came. Remember that, Madam!"

sumayah who was curious because of the knock on the door continued to not stop. He put Salim in the baby carriage in the room. As he slowly approached the door. It was slightly curtained to see who was knocking on the door nonstop.

Sumayah's eyes widened as she saw was the young man in the photo in the room she was currently in.

"Oh my God, how is this? What am I supposed to do?" muttered Sumayah who could only be horrified by her own ears. He bit the tip of his index finger thinking what he should do so that the man does not meet him. Did he have to leave the house without saying goodbye? Sumayah dilemma.