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"What started? Mama is serious, baby! Mama wants to see you wear a dress like this, is that wrong?" asked Rosa.
"It's not wrong, but it's not time. Qilla is still young and there are still many Qilla dreams that Qilla has not achieved" Syakilla replied.
"You're after what else baby, mama wants to see her only child get married, so you don't have to be tired like this anymore baby, mama pity to see you who have to bone up looking for money for mama," said Rosa.
"Ma, didn't Qilla say it to you, Qilla did it because Qilla liked it, Qilla didn't do it alone, she always helped Qilla, so please stop asking Qilla to get married, if Qilla gets married who's looking after mom?" Syakilla said.
"Honey my mother is old, soon my mother will die" said Rosa.
"Ma.." snapped Syakilla subconsciously and threw away everything in his hand when he heard her saying as.
She was really emotional hearing her mother's words until she couldn't hold back her emotions anymore.
"Did mom want to leave Qilla alone as Papa did." Syakilla said her eyes were already glazed over as she said that.
" Mama's just talking about Qilla's reality, and before that happens, you want to see someone who can take care of you" Rosa said.
" Ma.. don't talk like that, Qilla please! It's just the mama that Qilla has in this world. " Qilla said that with tears that had already spilled down her cheeks.
"Darling, you still have your Papa, Papa you're still alive dear she's still there" Rosa said with tears in her eyes.
" Qilla doesn't need Papa ma... Qilla just needs a mama.., don't even think about leaving Qilla alone" Qilla's cry really broke when she said that.
Then, he left his mother in the room alone. As for him, he just passed by from before his mother.
She slammed the door hard, while crying Syakilla towards the rooftop to calm herself down.
There, she cried so much. He could no longer hide his feelings as he had done for so many years.
He sat on the floor covered in synthetic grass while patting his chest tight.
"Why... Mama talk.. se... if it will mening..leave a...ku.." murmured Syakilla broke up because of crying.
Syakilla was all night on the rooftop and kept crying. He did not want to go down and see his mother. He was neither hate nor annoyed but he was furious when his mother spoke like that.
As for Mama Syakilla, she stood up and watched Syakilla from a distance not too far away. Actually, Syakilla's mom followed Syakilla when she walked out of her study. Her mother was afraid that Syakilla would do something reckless and beyond reason.
"I'm sorry dear mama, mama does not mean to hurt you, but mama also does not know until when mama can survive.." Rosa murmured her eyes can not be separated from Syakilla.
"Before you leave for good, you want to see you happy with the one who loves you and the one you love." - Rosa.
Rosa continued to stand there for hours, seeing Syakilla who did not come down. It was very desirable that he approached Syakilla and hugged her but was undone. Because he wanted Syakilla to think and open his own mind.
After confirming that Syakilla would be fine, Rosa went down and went into her own room.
"It looks like I have to ask Buk Fatimah for help, only she I can trust so far" Rosa murmured.
Her mother Syakilla was unable to close her eyes, she was agitated and kept thinking about Syakilla's state on the rooftop.
While the person in mind had gone down and entered into his room, no different from the Mama, Syakilla also could not sleep because he kept thinking about his Mama.
By dawn Syakilla and Mama can just sleep. Syakilla and Mama sleep in a position of tears that continue to flow.
The next morning, Syakilla woke up earlier than usual after the dawn prayer she just left home, she wanted to go to the place of Mother Fatimah , ' she said , only that place could calm him down and be able to forget a little bit of his problem.
Because the streets are still quiet Syakilla arrived at Panti faster than usual. The gate of the Panti has not yet been opened.
Syakilla took her cell phone and called Mother Fatimah.
Tut tut tut tut's.
Already many times Syakilla contacted Mother Fatimah but did not get a reply, but Syakilla did not give up just like that she continued to contact Mother Fatimah until finally heard the voice of someone from across.
_"Assalamualaikum, what is Syakilla?" said Mother Fatimah.
"Waalaikum greetings mother, mother! Qilla is now in front of the orphanage, Qilla please do not ask anything first" Syakilla said
" Well you go there now!" replied Mother Fatimah.
At home, his mother Syakilla is looking for the whereabouts of Syakilla but is not found. Her mother had also tried to contact Syakilla but was not answered by Syakilla after a while Syakilla's number was no longer active.
"Did he do this on purpose." murmured Rosa.
Her mother doesn't run out of sense she also contacts Syakilla's friends but their answers are all the same. They don't know where Syakilla is.
" This is my last hope.Hopefully he is there" Rosa muttered and contacted Ibuk Panti.
I tried several times but couldn't because the call was busy.
" I'd better go there myself, there's no way Qilla's going anywhere else, she'll be there" Mama Syakilla said.
At the Panti,
Syakilla was sitting in the room of Mother Fatimah alone, while the one with the room again took a drink for Syakilla.
In the room Syakilla could not hide her sad feelings.
Mother Fatimah returned with water and food in her hands.
"Drink first" the mother of Fatimah's pinta.
"Thank you mother" said Syakilla and Mother Fatimah just nodded her head.
" What is really the same with you, mother knows you must have a problem again so you come here early in the morning," said Mother Fatimah.
"Qilla can hug mom for a moment." pinta Syakilla.
"Here.." said Mother Fatimah spread her hand.
Syakilla went into the arms of Mother Fatimah and cried but did not make a sound.
"Crying should not be held," said Mother Fatimah.
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Syakilla cried in the arms of Mother Fatimah. Mother Fatimah just silently let Syakilla cry in her arms without any disturbing intentions.
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