The Shah of First Love

MOTHER

Amarendra listened silently to his mother asking him to be careful and Abah among them became a listener.

“You are treated for days and there is no intention to tell Mommy.” The mother protested and Amarendra bowed deeply. Bu Sri now turned to look at Abah. “Pak, you should have said the same Sri.”

“You must be panicking, Sri. I'm waiting for Maren to do well, look at him, he's done well. If you say the same you have a debt that interest leeches, it will not be this way. I've already paid half, the rest next week.” Abah sounded very upset and Amarendra with his mother lowered her head. A year of living in Jakarta before moving to Bandung, not easy. Bu Sri had to owe them, forced, fled to Bandung hiding Amarendra hoping to calm down but in fact they chased up to here. Injuring son. Only four months after working in an office in Jakarta, Bu Sri was rejected repeatedly because of his personal problems.

Since it was already night, tomorrow Bu Sri had to leave again, they ended the conversation. Abah go downstairs, Shop. Amarendra and her mother went to the kitchen. Amarendra ate ravenously, his mother's food as soon as he missed it. Bu Sri quietly stared, his appetite vanished, was full even though he only saw his son eat. But Amarendra did not let him, his son was bribing him without saying much and then Bu Sri cried.

“Don't cry, Bund. Our lives will be better, soon. After I graduate, I'll be quick to find work, I promise, Bund.” Amarendra meant it and Bu Sri shook her head.

“Mother wants you to go to college, if there really is money. Mother, right, work. Don't worry, son. Forgive Mother and Father, can not give life like before again.” Bu Sri continued to sob and Amarendra got up, approached, hugged her tightly while she held back all her tears to keep from falling.

“This has become our way of life, no one needs to apologize,” said Amarendra and Bu Sri hugged his waist tightly.

***

Kani and her sisters looked down lethargic to see their Father lying sick, two days ago to the Puskesmas, back and forth sluggish, then went again yesterday morning to Bekasi and returned home in the afternoon. Mr. Muji went to the home of their relatives in Bekasi for a very important affair.

Ms. Ismi faithfully accompanied, reinserted and squeezed the compress cloth many times, many neighbors who saw when they heard Mr. Muji was sick. Although it was just a fever, they were all so concerned even a distant neighbor like Haryawan. Haryawan even had time to throw a dislike gaze at Kani. The conscious Kani can only look down full of questions.

A few days later, Mr. Muji gradually recovered, someone came to invite him to work, he refused gently, he wanted to rest for a few weeks because he was self-conscious not able to work with his condition. Kani just listened from the kitchen while lighting the furnace again and again, not wanting to light up, die continuously, making him upset.

“Teh, do you need to be taken to the hospital?” ask Kenanga.

“Neighborhood.” Kani could not answer anything and raised the pot to the stove to cook water.

“Father is sick because he has to meet the demand of his first child who is not approximately. You never complain, always present yourself okay, you have been coughing for a long time. Not healed, maybe I'm just the same unconscious mother. Teteh is also the one who should be the most sensitive and aware has asked a lot but is busy with new phones and dating!!” Dahlia scatters into the kitchen, her voice is indeed guarded but enough to make Kani feel offended and stand up to him.

“What are you doing by the way? I'm busy with HP? You say this because envy has no HP? Who's dating, I'm not dating, don't be pretentious!” His eyes barked loudly, his words were quite loud and Kenanga timidly had to break how.

“The school also knew the same time the new High School student was dating! Not that the same father Mother has often said, do not date, never if you can. Sin, Tea.” Dahlia did not want to lose and so far his words were right and made Kani tense.

“That's my friend, being close doesn't mean going out. Boy knows what, anyway?” Kani is muscular and Dahlia looks at him sharply insisting on what he is saying. He clearly saw the tension on his sister's face.

“Why are you guys fussing?” Miss Ismi came to rebuke. Closing the middle curtain and pulling the two children. Fighting in the middle of this situation made him even more dizzy. Dahlia unhesitatingly complained, everything was no exception, she had also seen Kani being held in Amarendra's bell and together in the Library. How creepy the expression of Bu Ismi who heard, she pulled the hand of Kani who was holding her phone. Pinched and hit his son's arm and Dahlia moved away, afraid of getting hit as well, while Kani. Her face was already flushed, sick from her mother's hand and upset that Dahlia was complaining excessively.

“You said phone to learn, know-how to connect with men? Make shame! You don't realize who your father is? You are so respected, every religious event is always relied upon, your father so-so was once a pesantrian child. But his son could not maintain the self-esteem of his family and himself. It's already said don't get too close to the guy even if it's Yana. Not good, later there will be slander, if this is the case.sell only your phone, Mother also needs money to see your Father.” Ms. Ismi spoke in disarray. How disappointed he is, pampering children is endless but must be monitored also so as not to be used this way.

Kani shook her head, not wanting to until the HP was sold, it was very dependent.

This is enough to make Mr. Muji's breath sound choked. Disappointed especially if his wife said that their son was dating. Somehow it will.

“Hp Kani not for sale, sir. Don't..” Kani pleads and Mr. Muji is silent, throwing glances at each other with his wife.

“Do not try to persuade your Father, Mother has decided, we sell the phone immediately rather than you continue like this.” Bu Ismi passed, sat in front of the dead furnace and continued to grumble.

Many times Kani called her Father to be defended, Her Father just kept silent without saying a word. There is a little regret in the heart of Mr. Muji because it is true what his wife said, buying it does not change the situation for good and vice versa.

***

Amarendra kept sending messages from last night but Kani never returned them. Amarendra watched the girl from behind the glass, sitting on the terrace of the Hall blankly. I don't know what's going on, which is clear she sees that Kani wants to be alone. Maybe he should let it go first and will want to tell a story after he calms down.

 The next day, the whole class is excited when Reva's cell phone disappears somewhere. Reva was crying and could not imagine how his father would be destroyed.

“Who is in class at break time?” Mr. Dodo the Indonesian teacher asked.

“Everything out, Sir.” Yana answered.

“You went anywhere earlier break, maybe forget.” The guardian of the class calms Reva down. Reva wiped her tears and Kani watched her.

“Cuman snack, Mom. To Library too, already searched there but no.” Reva cried again and the Guardians of the classroom, Teacher BK, and Mr. Dodo asked everyone to collect bags on the teacher's desk. Everybody sit. I have to be home late because of this. Tak

Once checked, everything was safe, the phone was out of nowhere and Reva's cries grew so that because they never found it, they were all late to go home, they disbanded and Reva was asked to remember where she went during the break, because she realized her phone was missing when she cleaned her bag to go home. Maybe tomorrow another class should also be questioned, the teachers to discuss the matter for quite a long time.

Elsewhere, Dahlia is waiting in front of the fence of her friend's house, she wants to borrow a comic book and her friend out. He was invited to enter but lazy to open the shoes, the aroma was not pleasant not to bother. Understandably, her socks are brown, her bottom shoes are hollow, if you step on the wet streets just a little to make the inside of her shoes moist.

“This, don't take long, yes.” Friend smiled.

“Iya, relax.” Dahlia smiled and put the comic in her bag.

“Eh, Dahlia. Last week you came to class, just looking for your bag keep going again.” He explained and Dahlia frowned.

“Hah, when?”

“Tadi, break time, just there I doang in class again eating lunch.”

Dahlia scratched her head and was confused, if there was any business why not meet her directly? I don't know, he didn't really care and then parted with his friend.