That Black Shadow (Not)My Mother's Spirit?

part 12's

This step is approaching. The two men were complaining of expression. Father with an angry and hateful expression that has not been fully ventured. Meanwhile, Mom was full of expression that I still had a hard time.

I don't know, I feel happy, sad, or confused by the statement you just said. Silent hugging, lizard laughing, mosquito dancing in the ears. I finished the warm tea.

"What does Brother mean? Are you seriously divorcing Delia?" ask Mom after you are sure you have finished drinking.

"Yes, the woman had dared to cheat after everything you gave and what she had done!" reply Father hit the table with his right fingers.

I'm appalled. The sound of the table punch made a silence break. The laughing boy was silent. Meanwhile, mosquitoes are still trying to find a chance to suck my blood.

Cheated on? Does the honey-wielding woman dare to cheat? Apparently the woman was still hungry for affection apparently? Having dared to wrest the love of the Father from Mother, he was still looking for love from other men!

"What's wrong? How come?" Mother's face full of disbelief her honey dares to do it all.

"Obviously he was caught red-handed with you! Brother's towel is wet, then there are other men's pants in the house and there is always a foreign number calling him and when Brother phone uses his phone, the voice of the man calling him Dear, if not cheating what is his name? Today too Brother divorced her!" Father's voice echoed, fiery full of emotion.

Me and Mom were glued. How could the honey-capturing woman dare to cheat? Does he still feel thirsty for love? So, you're not enough for him?

The lizard laughed again. He seemed happy to hear the emotions of the Father exploding. Silent back hugging, I returned to the room with the feeling of being emotionally involved. I should have ripped that woman off a long time ago!

***

Today, I still seem to be emotional friends. He was still at home, even though it was noon. Usually he must have been busy in the market and let his body infested with the fishy smell of fish sales. I think the honey has revealed a very bitter poison, so you find it difficult to swallow it.

I was still quietly observing my father. Today I chose permission from my teaching assignment. This body is suddenly attacked by laziness and extreme drowsiness. Maybe the wind ....

"Aren't you teaching, Ning?" ask the father while smoking his cigarette on the porch.

"Izin, Sir. Ning's body felt like it was catching a cold. Your own father why not trade?" reply and sit on the floor.

This self is always keep a distance every time you smoke. The smell of smoke was never friendly to this chest. I always salute the strong Mother who survived beside the Father and his cigarette smoke.

"For there's no fish, Ning. Fish shipment from Java is empty." He turned the tip of his cigarette.

Finally, I realized I was also avoiding it. I hope next, you soon realize the cigarette is secretly poisoning him. It only took time for all the poison to explode in his body. This heart hopes, before it happens, you immediately stop the habit of smoking.

"Will you belong to Mother after this?" I asked to make you see me.

"What are you, Ning?" he replied while laughing lightly.

I fell silent and almost lost my appetite for words and chose to leave the Father with his laughter still broken. I think you know what this means. He was not too stupid to digest what this self was saying, only his heart was often clogged to understand Mom's feelings.

"You want to come here!" The voice of the Father broke.

I just got to the door when my father's screams loudly echoed. His voice was like he was yelling at someone outside. It bothered me to go back to the homepage.

"Why, Ning?" ask Mom from the bathroom and I answer her with a slit.

Mom was washing my clothes. However, the voice of the Father was quite loud, so that it reached the ears of the Mother as well. We rushed outside together.

"I'm sorry Delia, Bang! Delia please, still acknowledge Oning as Brother's son!"

Mom and I were stunned to see the honey-climber woman coming to bring her son who is still in Elementary School. I hadn't seen Oning for a long time, this quiet boy I never expected. The last time I met him he was still white, but now he's getting duller and unkempt.

Oning has a tall body, thin body because I often heard from the Father he is very difficult to eat. His hair was straight black, his nose was between sharp and pug. His teeth were still intact, only beginning to yellow.

"What's up, Delia?" ask her to approach the woman.

"Teh, sorry Delia. Delia is wrong, Delia can't deny Abang divorce with Delia, but please still admit Oning, Bang? Oning is really Brother's son," the woman replied holding back a cry while holding both of Mom's fingers.

"You take it easy, Delia. The child will remain a child, even though both parents are separated. No ex-children." Mother held the woman's fingers back.

"Oh my God, thank you, Tea. Tetah is very good. Delia Nyesel is so evil with Teteh."

"Oh, it's okay. Everyone has done something wrong. Take a sin if you do not forgive you who have apologized."

The woman hugged Mom. Meanwhile, Oning was still standing without a word. Perhaps, the boy was understanding what would happen in his life. Perhaps, he had realized that he was present among the complicated problems.

You still look arrogant. His face had not changed, it was red. He said nothing but to throw out his ex-wife.

"Here you are, so shameless!" The father snapped back, making my former stepmother let go of his embrace.

"That's not you, Bang! Poor your son," Mother defended. "Oning, don't think about your father's problem with your mother, right? Oning remains the son of the Father and Oning may regard the Mother as the mother of Oning."

I looked at Mom with pride. No doubt, Mother is an angel. How could an ordinary woman forgive so easily a woman who had been evil to her? Then, it is also easy to ask the child from honey to think of Mother as his mother?

My phone suddenly rang from my room. Really, it sounds at the wrong time! I tried to ignore him, but the longer his voice cried out asking not to be ignored.

"Hello," I replied after I was in the room.

I stared at the screen and realized that the voice was Umar. What's he calling for? Just confuse!

"Yes, what's wrong, sir?" my reply.

"There's a longing, uh," he answered making me grunt wanting to scream.

"Fuck, si! Already, spout! What the hell are you talking about?"

"Just ask the situation, Miss Ning. He said it hurts not to come in? What pain, Mom?"

Hadeuh, this man! All right, take a breath, throw it out! Now say it gently!

"Sir, nothing, sir. I just want to rest, maybe catch a cold. Yes yes, sir! Assalamualaikum," I said and immediately hung up.

I hurried back to the porch. But the woman and her son were gone. Very quickly they disappeared. It's all because of Umar!

"Ning, what did you see?" ask the mother who is sitting on the bench.

"Where are they going, Mom?" reply and sit beside Mom.

"home."

"Then, Father?"

"There's in the salak garden,"

"Well, what, Mom?" manya curious.

"Yes, I don't know. But, as far as I know the Father, if he has decided to divorce himself, yes, already. Especially since his wife cheated. No need to interfere in your father's business. Just let him choose his way to solve his household problems."

"Then, Oning?" I added to prevent the move of Mother who was about to move.

"Yes, he's still Dad's son. He still has his rights as a child. This is all fate, Ning. Hopefully Oning will be fine, though no one will be fine, if the two parents separate."

Mom's face looks sad. Mom, then leave me alone. This is the reason why I stayed with my father. Yes, now I understand more and more how great the sacrifice of Mother who did not let me be Oning.

***

In the following days, the relationship between Father and Mother is getting better. You are always there every night with us. I feel calm if I decide to leave Mom with Haikal.

However, unfortunately the man returned difficult to contact himself. All my messages were so rarely answered. All the messages were cold. All the phones were ignored.

I feel claustrophobic. I wanted to say that I would accept her proposal, but she didn't want to listen. I don't know, what happened.

As I recall, this self has done absolutely nothing wrong. This self never ignores it either. I don't know, where's my fault?

Dusk feels dazzling with a blend of bright pink color. However, all was not long just a moment that in an instant disappeared. I was still staring at the phone hoping Haikal would reply to the many messages I had sent. However, the mute still hugged with the restless millions that followed.

I'm still not desperate, now voice calls try to air the adoration of the heart that is somehow feeling what. The heart hopes with restlessness, the heart beats very fast. Then, a very unpleasant feeling stuck in the heart. Leave unexpressed.

My call was finally answered. Could my ears be thickened? Are these ears hearing wrong?

That voice is not Haikal. The voice was so soft and sounded spoiled. Could I have pushed the number wrong?

"Hello, who's sorry?" my many.

"Oh, yes sorry, Mom. I'm Fiza, Haikal's girl. HP Haikal missed out on my house. Sorry, Mom, I was so excited to answer the phone. I'm afraid there's an important job. Later, if Haikal came to my house, I immediately told him that Mom called, "replies the voice of the woman at the phone test.

My chest is getting crowded. Mammy? A job? What am I supposed to be by Haikal?

"Work?" reply brief.

"Yes, Haikal's boss' mother is in the office, right? Sorry, Mom. I will tell you later that Haikal has arrived. He promised me, tonight I'm going home."

So, this was the reason for all the distance Haikal had made all this time? It hurts so bad. Like being stabbed with a knife so sharp, then without mercy I was left standing until I bled out, and died limp.

I knew this would happen. Long distance relationships never guarantee the human heart. However, why should this self know from the woman you are dating? Not from your own mouth?

Even that sweet proposal still rings in my ear. Even your sweet seduction still sticks to the heart. I even began to hope to make a sacred promise with you.

The shadow of Haikal's face, suddenly filled my mind. I suddenly hated him. If only he could easily wipe his face, if only ....

"Please tell me, to contact me as soon as he has time. Tell me, I'm waiting for news that only he knows. Thank you," I replied bitterly.

The night began to spread. Heartbreaking, heart torn, heartbroken. Mute silenced my mouth. Guling is now a friend of the deep pain. Maybe I'll spend some time weeping bitterly tonight.