The Sound of Tears

Memories of the past

In the apartment of Tari's mother, the apartment that to me looks luxurious with a variety of famous furniture, such as sofas, kitchen sets and other furniture that has been neatly arranged. there are 3 rooms, there are 3, where the main room is occupied by Bu Tari, and the back room is occupied by a Household Assistant them.

While the room in the middle there are various kinds of pink baby knickknacks, and there is also a baby swing and various kinds of dolls there.

"Shella. You sleep in this room only yes" said the dance mom.

"but ma'am, isn't this mom's room? Shella sleeps in the back room, ma'am" I said.

"mother's son is no more Shella.. Seventeen years ago. Meanwhile, the mother's son, his name is Namira, the mother entrusts with the mother-in-law, then he hires a baby sitter from the service provider. But when the mother was healed and returned home, the mother could hear that the mother's child was taken away by the baby sitter, we have reported this case to the police but the results are nil.. until now, I never knew where namira was anymore, only this is what I can keep as a memento" said Bu Tari dripping her tears.

"sorry mom, Shella has made me sad." I said.

"it's okay, Miss Shella" said Ms. Tari, rubbing her wet eyes.

Then came Mr. Tama with some men who brought some furniture such as beds, pringbeds, wardrobes and dressers.

"mas tama.." said Bu Tari was surprised to see her husband who had suddenly bought the furniture without her knowledge.

"yes, dear, this is a special purchase for Shella." said Mr. Tama while arranging the workers arrange the room that I will occupy it.

"sir Tama, Miss Tari sorry Shella so troublesome you guys" I said because I felt bad about the special treatment of the family.

"It's okay, Shella, it's been a while since we wanted a child in this house. Since the disappearance of our son Namira seventeen years ago, this house feels lonely" said Mr. Tama who also remembered his missing son.

After the workers finished arranging the room I was going to occupy it.

"Shella, rest first, son. Surely your body feels tired after a long trip here" said the dance mom.

"yes son, the bathroom is there. After that you do not forget to rest yes son" added the woman while pointing towards a room that turned out to be a bathroom.

"well ma'am. oh yes ma'am.thank you so much ma'am.sorry Shella so troublesome mother same father" I said.

"it's okay son, just consider this apartment like your own home"

"well ma'am, again thank you very much ma'am"

"yes, son, you better take a shower now"

"well mom"

then Ms. Tari went out of the room I just occupied. I feel very grateful for always being with the good people around me. Suddenly my phone rang, I grabbed the phone in my pants pocket and then I saw that there were some WhatsApp messages coming in.

*'Shella.. have you arrived in Jakarta? - Cici'

'Shella I love... how is the city of Jakarta today? - Eren'

'Hey girl sucks, why don't you tell me that you're going to Jakarta today, you girl don't know thank you - Hendrick'

'Sister Shella, Thalia kangen - Thalia'

'Shella, how are you there? -Ardian'*

After reading the message, I deliberately did not immediately reply to him, because my body had felt so sticky because of sweat during the trip earlier. I immediately grabbed the towel that I deliberately brought from Padang, then I went to the bathroom to clean myself.