Tears And Love's
Part Four
Amora sat on her study table. For almost an hour he struggled with chemical formulas. Atoms, molecules, ions, compounds, gases, everything he's ravenous for about an hour. Tomorrow there's a chemistry replay in his class. That's why he's now struggling with formulas and some hypotheses from some chemists.
Amora's eyes stopped at one point. The photo pigura is a red heart located at the end of the study table. Amora smiled sweetly then took the picture frame.
“Although I do not know who my biological parents are, do not know where they are, but I am still grateful to be able to live in the midst of a family that loves me for who I am. Although they are not my biological parents, I love them like my own biological parents.”
Amora stroked the face of the woman whose hair was carried. The woman who was holding me was a seven-year-old little girl.
“Ma, thanks for letting Amora be your child. Thank you Mama for giving love to Amora. Thanks Ma .…”
Amora hugged the frame tightly and placed it back to the origin. Amora smiled broadly as she looked at the white rose on the edge of her study table. Amora enthusiastically plucked one of her petals.
“Gue doesn't know why I love flowers. But I'm sure this could be the answer to all the questions in my heart.”
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Ms. Nia sat on the edge of her bed staring fixedly at the photo inside the light brown frame. Slowly tears began to flood her aging face.
His hand shook as he touched the glass cover of the frame. His lips moved slowly and muttered the words softly. Many times he called a name that he missed so much.
“Sasi, Mama misses you, son. I didn't think you were going to leave before Mom. Hope you're okay there, son.”
Ms. Nia did not realize that Mr. Andre was standing not far behind her.
“I'm sorry, Nia. But you better still think Sasi is dead. Because if she was alive, you would never want to be my wife. Because you will always remember Reno if you know Sasi actually survived the accident.”
“Mama kangen you Sasi. If you were alive, you would love your whole heart. Mama will take care of you until you grow up.”
With a slow step Mr. Andre approached his wife and sat down beside her slowly.
“Why are you crying, Nia?” asked Mr. Andre quietly while wiping the tears on his beloved wife's cheek with his little finger.
Ms. Nia was slightly jolted by Mr. Andre's presence. Then she turned and gave a smile to the man who was now her husband.
Mr. Andre gently rubbed Bu Nia's shoulder and leaned his wife's head over her shoulder.
“All this is God's plan, Nia. Reno, Sasi, and all those who have departed from this world are one of God's plans. We as His created beings can only accept and carry out what God has given us,” said Mr. Andre tried wisely.
“But I still can't do Sasi, Mas. Sasi is too small, I still want to take care of Sasi until she grows up. I want to see Sasi with the man of her choice. I just want to see Sasi happy, Mas. Am I wrong?”
“You're not wrong, Nia. You're correct. But you must learn to accept the fact that Sasi is no longer in this world. Sasi died in an accident nine years ago. He's been quiet there.”
“Did he miss me, Mas? Does he miss me who remembers him every day I go without him?” asked Bu Nia Lirih.
Mr. Andre smiled at Ms. Nia's question.
“He must have missed you, Nia. I'm sure she misses her mother who dreams of her every night in her sleep. He must miss you more.”
“Mas ...,” call Bu Nia slowly.
“Yes? Why Nia?”
“Mas remember the girl who accidentally collided with me this morning?”
Mr. Andre frowned trying to remember.
“Iya, why, Nia?”
“I felt like I saw Sasi when I saw the girl, Mas. If Sasi was still alive maybe she would be as beautiful as that girl, or even prettier than that girl. If Sasi was alive, maybe she'd be like that girl. School, studying, graduating, college, looking for work and finally getting married,” said Nia Lirih.
“Yes, you're right, Nia. But the girl is not Sasi, because Sasi is already in a far away place and we can not see.”
“I still hope Sasi is not dead, Mas.”
