The Perfect First Love

Unable to accept

''May time heal your pain dear, Mama also can not maksa you for now, Mama Rosa's inner.

A child will suffer greatly when he sees his mother hurt and vice versa.

''Udah do not need to cry anymore, now you eat yes,'' said Mama Rosa while wiping Syakilla's tears.

''Mama's son's kasian until his eyes swollen with cry, '' he said again.

They eat in silence is not as warm as usual because Syakilla is still reluctant to speak and Mama Rosa can understand it.

''If it's finished Mama want to talk to you huh?'' said Mama Rosa who had finished eating first.

Syakilla replied with a nod without saying anything and finished his meal.

''Mama wait in the back garden, Mama first yes you will follow, '' said Mama Rosa again and left Syakilla who is still at the dining table alone.

After washing the dishes he used also had Mama Syakilla approached Mama who had been sitting on the back garden bench. Syakilla House has a garden behind his house that is quite spacious and decorated with various flowers planted by him and his mother.

The house of his hard work so far that he bought with his sweat although it does not belong to the luxury category but is quite good in any terms.House is comfortable and quite spacious has its own garden.

''This is sitting next to Mama, '' said Mama Rosa when she saw Syakilla coming.

Syakilla complied with her mother's request to sit closer to her. Syakilla lay her head on Mama's lap with her pot, and her mother also stroked Syakilla's black, beautifully unraveled hair.

''Where is your boutique going?,'' asked Mama Rosa

''Alhamdulillah Ma is all right, ''' replied Syakilla slowly.

'' When are you going to the orphanage again Mama has missed the same children of the orphanage?'' asked Mama Rosa.

They often go to Mother's Love parlors that have been considered like their own family, every month or when there is time they will definitely choose to go there rather than on vacation to another place because dangan see the children of the home who play cheerfully has become a separate entertainment for him and his mother.

Children who are delivered by their parents but can still smile with a part and laugh regardless of it all there must be a noble heart who accepts the child and takes care of them as pure as their hearts.

''I don't know Ma yet, but in this week I will visit them, I've also missed Mother, ''' answered Syakilla still in her mother's lap.

''If you go there, Mama will come?, '' said Mama Rosa.

''Yes, if Qilla goes there, Qilla tells Mama, '' replied Syakilla.

''Qilla you see the child they have no family and only have Mother but they can be happy like that, said Mama Rosa.

''Yes Ma, Qilla salute all of them, although Qilla is sure they must be asking where their parents are but they do not know where to ask, Shakilla replied understanding how Mama meant.

''You should be thankful they never complained about their parents and you still have a whole parent still having Mama beside you and Papa you are still alive, while they are where their parents do not know?, Mama Rosa said.

''Does Mama believe that there is one orphanage child also hates her parents as much as Qilla she also suffers a lot Ma, Ma, just like Qilla he always asked why as their parents could leave their children who did not know anything on the streets with Qilla?, said Syakilla.

''What is the reason they are also because of other women like Papa, if only Papa and Mama split time not because of a third person maybe Qilla will not be like this Ma,'' syakilla woke up from the lap of her mother.

''Ma, Qilla hope Mama stops talking about this matter with Qilla, Qilla is really tired of all this Ma, Ma, so Qilla please same Mama stop and do not talk about Papa again in front of Qilla, can not Ma?, Pinta Syakilla frankly with Mama.

Inevitably Mama Syakilla nodded her head in approval of Syakilla's request.

''So much do you hate your dear Papa, look I've been trying all this time so that Qilla can still appreciate you as her Papa, but all this because you yourself Syakilla instilled her hatred towards you, may one day the door of your heart open mas, Qilla you have the same character, equally stubborn, Inner Mama Rosa look towards Syakilla with all the flavors available.

''Thank you Mama for following and understanding Qilla, said Syakilla.

After that there was no talk of them drifting in their respective minds.

''Udah too late we enter yes, not good too long outside, ''' Invite Mam Rosa to enter.

''Yes, Qilla is sleepy too, replied Syakilla.

They both went back inside the house and headed to their rooms and forgot to say good night to them.

''Qilla went into Qilla's room first yes Ma, Assalamualaikum, '' said Syakilla

'' Waalaikum greetings, Jump to sleep do not stay up late, Mama support you if you also want to be a writer but take care of your health,'' Advice Mama Rosa and kiss Syakilla's forehead gently and affectionately.

''Iya Ma, God willing, thank you Mama always supported Qilla all this time, said Syakilla kissed her right and left cheek.

''Good night, ''' Syakilla said to her mother.

''Good night, ''' Reply to his mother and end with a warm embrace.

They went into their own rooms. Syakilla did not go to sleep immediately he opened his laptop and began to write he did not write for novels or short stories tonight he entered his dairy, he wanted to spill all the flavors that he had been storing, he had been saving, only one of them knows all about Syakilla so far, no matter what.

At midnight Syakilla had just finished her dairy so many things that she revealed in her daily life that she could not reveal to anyone including Mama and her best friend so far.

Finish with her dairy Syakilla went into the bathroom washing her face and brushing her teeth after laying her body on her beloved mattress and starting to close her eyes.

''May tomorrow be better and there will be no more weeping or disappointment, '' Shakilla muttered and entered into her dreamland.

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