The Owner of My Heart

10

After Adit came home I was still crying in my room accompanied by my mother. Mother tried to comfort me to strengthen the heart of her wounded son.

" be patient, son, pray a lot that God will give you strength and a way for your relationship" she comforted me.

" why do I keep losing people I love. Dad left me then Adit, he left me too."

" believe in Adit son, did he not say he would fight for you. Give Adit support to be able to convince his parents."

" yes buk. I believe but this heart hurts so much, I can't imagine if Adit married someone else despite God's decisive soul mate but my heart can't accept it"

"patient, son, leave it to the matchmaker.if you match whatever the obstacles will surely unite someday"

Suddenly we heard people banging on the door of our house from outside. Mom and I rushed to see who was coming up tonight like this. Mother opened the door outside already stood the owner of the contract and two people big and have a very big face.

" what is buk rani, how can I help you?" greet our contract owner

" i'm sorry Fatimah nak Raysa, today you also have to leave this contract because this contract has been bought by someone else"

Mom and I were very surprised because Rani's mother never told us we wanted to sell the contract we occupied but why arrived - buk rani asked us to leave the contract we had occupied for many years - years. The problem that befell me was just that Adit was leaving now I had to face the reality of leaving the house that had so many memories with Adit and Dad while I was alive.

" give us until tomorrow buk, it's night where we have to go looking for a new contract" said the mother again begging buk rani.

" let me again forgive Fatimah and son of Raysa. I can't go against the wishes of the new owner. I beg you not to hate me."

" Okay, buk we'll go".

My mother and I walked aimlessly, ill-fated that the sky was also not friendly to our circumstances. The rain fell so heavy that my mother and I were soaking wet, I saw that my mother was cold and could not continue the journey anymore. I put my hand on my mother's forehead, I felt her body so hot.

" morning buk, mother of fever".

" what's wrong mom" said mom, lying so I don't worry.

" mother sat here first, there was a stall I bought medicine same food first ya buk for mother."

I put my mother at the stop while I ran across the street to the stall to buy my mother's medicine but suddenly I was surprised my mother pushed me strong while shouting my name when I realized I was already seeing my mother lying on the street with a lot of blood coming out of her head as well as a motorcycle and a rider of her age who was my age lying there. I hugged my mother screaming for help from people around us.

I heard the voices of people gathered to help us, there was also the sound of people I knew lifting up the mother's body to help some people. I felt little hands hugging me, riding me in the car where my mother's body had been placed.

" patient brother. all must be well. continue to pray'a brother there Raka with brother".

It was the sound of a raka, the voice of a little friend who always loved me gave me a lot of color in my life. I can only doubt my face on my lap. My mouth shut not knowing what to say. I was afraid that mother also left me while Raka hugged me from the side continuing to give me some spirit.

Until the hospital mom was handled by om Bram. Raka and I sat in the waiting chair in the ER room waiting for the results of the examination of the mother. Long enough we waited finally om Bram came out with his limp face. Raka and I ran over to Bram to ask about my mother's situation.

" Sa you must be strong, son, your mother has left us for good" said om Bram

Like in a lightning strike hear the narration on Bram. This heart really hurts everyone leaving me Dad, Adit is also mom. I suddenly felt dizzy and fell down to the body of om Bram after that I do not remember what happened again.