Sunflowers

A Secret

Keiingin know is a nature that has been ingrained in humans, high curiosity can be a way for humans to be able to know and understand every question that arises in the mind.

To give an idea of what path we should take as a result of our knowing desire, either curiosity leads us to a better future or paves the way to explore a stifling past but that's what we have to accept.

The wrinkled hands of the middle-aged woman clasped tightly onto the paper in her hands, her eyes condensing as well as the quivering lips resisting the stifled turmoil in her heart. He saw a three-year-old boy who was sitting with various sheets of paper around him.

His heart ached really, what game of fate is this?, his feet stepped close to the boy with jet-black hair and hugged him tightly, his head looking up trying to block the clear liquid from dripping on his cheeks.

"Grandfather, Ji couldn't breathe" Rengek Zee wriggled feeling claustrophobic hugged too tightly

The passing of his embrace while wiping away tears that turned out to be unable to drip, "I'm sorry Grandma, Grandma is just happy to see Zee the spirit of the picture" he seemed

"Mama said, Ji is smooth as a spinster, Grandma" said Zee as he lifted a pencil and shook it

Mama Nimas smiled softly kissed Zee's hair-covered forehead, her hands raised to look at the clock on her left wrist, he must be patient to ask the person directly about the meaning of what he saw just now.

Accompanying the grandson to learn is the right choice but the longer it takes to turn, the more he waits the more disturbing he is in his mind, the sense of impatience increasingly gnawed his heart so that for the umpteenth time he saw the clock in his hand when it showed at 5 o'clock through the grandson also still asleep after fatigue learning and playing.

His hand outstretched to pick up the phone he had placed on the bed beside Zee asleep, he quickly found the contact number of someone who had been so distracting to his mind.

"Hurry home to your house Rest, Mama wants to ask you something, important"

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The clattering of steps sounded quickly touched on the white floor tiles of the house belonging to Varest, the, the man walked interspersed with a small run each remembering the tone of the order from Mama Nimas who told him to go home immediately without any objection to be rejected.

Bad prejudice flew in the head about the state of the child and his wife who he stayed at home especially this afternoon the wife had given news if her father-in-law was rushed to the Hospital because he suddenly fell unconscious.

the rough breathing after that was exhaled slowly when he got there in front of the door of his room. His hands stretched out to open the door but stopped when the mother had first opened it from the inside.

"We're talking in your study" said Mama Nimas with an undeniable look.

Despite being curious half-dead with the attitude of the mother who suddenly acted cold but no doubt she still followed the steps of her beloved woman towards her study, which was not easy, avoid pulling on the ear if you ask first.

"What's the matter Ma?" ask them when they get in their study

Mama Nimas did not answer but her hand moved quickly reached into her bag to pick up an envelope that Varest knew for sure what it was, Mata Varest round his hand outstretched to take the envelope in the hand of the Mama.

"Where did you get this from?"

"Tell Mama, what does this mean, Rest?" Mama Nimas seemed to refrain from raising her voice.

"As Mama read on this paper, that's the truth" he rubbed his face rough as he walked towards the chair

"Rea is Zee's real mother, Ma" she said softly, "that's the truth"

"Since when?, since when did you find out, Rest?" The woman sat on the chair beside Varest

"Mama Rest's airwab!" he said impatiently when there was no answer from Varest, the Son just silently poked his face with his palms.

"Two months ago" Varest replied softly, "Before Zee's birthday" he continued

The shadow of the past suddenly flashed in his view.Helped his knees trying to find strength in his current feeling of glass.

"What should I do, Ma?" she said softly as she sobbed, "I've made Rea and Zee's life lose their happiness"

Same with Varest, Mama Nimas also felt like a game of fate that is so stifling, so, his cold hand stroked Varest's head slowly and held him against his chest there was nothing he could say at this moment but to calm his son.

"I was the cause of Zee's father's death, Ma" Varest's tears broke in Mama Nimas' arms, a secret he kept he could no longer hide.

The extent to which he tried to hide the harsh reality of the secret that had led him to a marriage bond seemed to be tired of being a secret forever. Sooner or later the story will arise back to the story of the owner of the story sheet.

"Why are you home?" zee's voice interrupts, the boy comes with a glass of water in his hand and his eyes are still puffy as if he had just woken up from his sleep.

Immediately she broke her arms while wiping away her tears, she still turned her back on the child not wanting to be seen in a state of chaos, Mama Nimas approached Zee and tidied the boy's hair softly.

"Kok Zee is up?"

"Mama wokein Ji, thoroughly Ji prepared, but Ji thirsty so Mama's permission to take ail first, transparent dengal napa olang nangis, telus Ji here deh, mama take ail first, uh it turns out there is Papa again dear Grandma" Obviously the boy was long, his hands raised a glass to show his grandmother.

The words from the boy suddenly made Varest turn around, Rea has gone home.

Varest ran towards Zee and carried her quickly out to her room, Mama Nimas who saw her followed Varest in a panic. The door of the room opened revealing Rea who was behind her, the woman's hand was clearing something.

"You're home, Re?" ask Varest while removing Zee from his carrier.

No answer, Rea was silent as if he did not hear Varest's question his hands were still agile to clean up something that turned out to be Zee's clothes, until he stepped into the closet and took his clothes.

Varest panicked and approached Rea, holding the hand of Rea who wanted to grab the suitcase beside the closet, "What are you doing to prepare that much Zee clothes, Re?"

"Take me off" said Rea flat, her eyes red withstanding the cries

"If it's an Opa problem, we can go together, for clothes we don't need to carry this much" Varest said, pointing to clothes that had been folded neatly on the bed.

"No need, I'll go with Zee alone" Rea said without seeing Varest

Varest sighed softly, grabbed Rea's hand and grabbed her, "What's wrong with you? You can't possibly bring Zee into this state of unease" he said slowly, Varest still trying to think positively

The man turned to the mother who was standing behind him with Zee holding her hand.

"Ma, please take Zee out for a moment" he asked

Rea brushed Varest's hand rough after the child and his in-laws came out and closed the door while issuing a sentence that instantly made the man in front of him silent with his shocked face.

"Nobody can't possibly be the same as you who hid that Zee was my son, and you were the cause of my husband's departure.."