The Sweetest Feeling's

A Mother

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Daryl seemed to pull up his shirt in frustration, and he almost tore it off as usual, but Nania appeared who was holding him back, then like speaking.

The man stared silently at his wife's face, who then helped to tie the buttons on his shirt. 

Nania seemed to talk and smile while rubbing Daryl's chest. The one he spoke to remained silent.

Then he picked up something from behind that turned out to be a shoe that made the man snort loudly.

"I told you to bring the other shoes!" Sayup-sayup sounded she was talking.

"Is this the therapy?" Nania answered.

"How about it last noon?"

"No will. If you continue to refuse when is it usual? Remember the doctor said, everything has to get used to in order to be able to, right?" The woman reminded.

"Well, you know what the doctor is? All he did was dictate. Don't know if pairing things like this is so hard?"

"Because everything needs a process. But it will be easy if you get used to it, right?"

"Yeah, right!"

"Come?" Then Nania pulled him up to Daryl sitting on the couch.

He put the shoes on his feet, and allowed the man to do what he used to do.

Daryl bent over, then held both sides of the strap on the shoe and he attempted to link to it. But as usual, he stopped when both sides of the rope were brought close together.

The man kept her away for a moment, then he brought her closer together again. So it went on up to more than three times, and he still couldn't.

"Aarrgghhh!" Daryl took the rope out of his hand, then he threw his back on the back of the sofa.

"Malyshkaa!!!" He's pinching his own head.

"It's okay, try again tomorrow." Then Nania came over and she immediately resumed her part.

"Done!" said the perenpuan after tying his shoelaces.

"What if it comes off? Who's gonna tie it up for me?" Daryl was still leaning on the head of the sofa. This time he felt really frustrated.

"Let Dinna get the slip shoes on."

"Ah, I feel so stupid!" The man straightened his body, then pulled Nania so that they would become closer. Then he grabbed her waist so that her face was stuck to the woman's stomach.

"Maybe forever I won't be able to button my shirt and tie my shoelaces. So take care of this therapy, I beg you!" said.

"It's only been two weeks, Dadd. We still have plenty of time, right? Why give up now?"

"I can't stand it, Malyshka!"

"But it's nothing, isn't it?"

Daryl.

"Udah, shall we have breakfast? Mama must have been waiting for Papi?" Then Nania patted him on the shoulder.

They seemed to be moving out of the room.

***

"Today you come home in the afternoon, Nna?" As usual, the breakfast was filled with warm conversation.

Sofia fills her husband's plate with food, and Nania does the same for herself and Daryl.

"Not too late in the afternoon too, Ma, at least stopped by the house and read and went home." The son-in-law answered.

"Ah, yes. Mama was just about to say that." said Sofia who then started eating.

"Say what?"

"Don't do too many activities. Remember your content is only two months old, and still vulnerable. Fear there's nothing."

"Ohh …."

"Don't be too tired, let alone you're having trouble eating."

"Yes, Ma."

"Yeah, just tell me Mom. Because if I forbid it, he always refutes." Daryl sipped his coffee which was still puffing hot steam.

"It should not be banned either, everyone needs activities to stay healthy. But not too much. Must remember the condition." Sofia answered.

"It's supposed to be family, isn't it?" Then he laughed a little.

"Umm .. What is the problem?" Daryl went back to eating.

"See, Mama doesn't think there's a problem. If there is, remember to always talk. Because keeping it alone will not find a solution." said the woman.

"Ah, Mama just makes me worry." The child laughed too.

"It's not Mama you have to worry about, it's you." 

"Why? I'm fine."

"really?"

"Yeah, why? I'm healthy, my job is good even very good. We have kids soon, so what else? I don't think there's anything better than that for now?" The man devoured his food with vigor. The mother turned to look at him.

"I'm done. And this morning's breakfast is so good, thanks Mom." Daryl gulped his drinking water down the toilet.

"Are you done, Nna?" Daryl turned to Nania.

"Udah."

"Then we leave?" ask him after checking his watch.

"Come on." Nania nodded.

Then they moved and looked as good as usual. While Sofia was stunned to see the departure of the child and daughter-in-law until the car they were riding in was heard coming out of the yard of the house.

"Dear, it's already." The touch of Satria's hand on her arm scattered Sofia's daydream.

The woman blinked, and instantly a clear circle slid from the corner of her eye. How his heart felt like it was sliced if he remembered the conversation he had heard a few days ago by accident. And the last one this morning he was able to conclude.

When he noticed his son who had difficulty dressing, then how he tried hard to do it, even though he still failed. 

"Honey, our son can't button up his shirt and tie his shoelaces!" Finally he opened his voice.

Satria sighed softly.

"Why haven't we known all this time?"

The man did not answer.

"He must have had some tough days." Sofia wiped her wet eyes.

"Darling, I've been a bad mother! Even something like this I don't know!" Then a cry broke out from Sofia's mouth.

Ah, he finally knows too. Inner Satria.

Then the man got up and grabbed his wife's shoulders.

"It's okay, honey. It's not your fault." He patted Sofia on the back.

"It's not a big deal, and it looks like he can handle this matter himself. The proof is we don't know until today" the man said.

"But it's definitely not easy, and he's living it himself right? Oh, son! Why is he like this? What have I done?" Sofia with a soft voice.

"Eh, nothing to do with you. This was only one thing he had to deal with as a human. It doesn't have to be overused." Satria tried to raise her heart.

"How can I not overdo it? All this time I thought our son was fine. Other than her relationships and lifestyle, there was nothing else I should worry about. But this?" While Sofia held her head with both elbows resting on the table.

"I don't even realize my son's weakness. What kind of mother am I?"

"It …."

"If only you had seen what I've seen these few days, it would have felt the same as me. How do you feel when you see your perfect son having a hard time wearing a shirt, and then he can't tie a shoelace? And now he's even grown up and married."

"Such things must not just happen, at least he experienced it since childhood. It might be …." Sofia hung up her words as she recalled something.

"Huh, why would something like this escape my scrutiny?!" And he came back crying, while there was nothing Satria did but embrace his wife's shoulder.

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