The Thorn in the Family

Night Market

Rama began to walk over to Tari and his mother. His right hand began to stretch out about to shake kiss politely Mom's hand. Miss Marni smiles and greets. Dance as well, he invited Ramah to sit down.

“Let's go there, I want to see monkey” mask. Whine for the umpteenth time.

“Iya be patient soon ya”.

“No want”.

When Risma, was whining, the rice seller pecel deliver two servings of food. “Nak Rama has eaten?”.

“But Bu”. Answer with courtesy.

“Eat first son, I want to accompany Risma to see the monkey mask, kasian from earlier whining continue”. Ask mother, by holding Risma, and take her away.

Now in the table there is only Dance and Rama, suddenly the atmosphere became clumsy confused to do what?. They throw each other smiles.

“Like to eat pecel” rice. said Rama, who began to melt the atmosphere that suddenly became tense after the departure of Risma and Bu Murni.

Dari did not answer with words, he just nodded his head.

“Please Doctor”. bargain by pointing a plate of rice pecel that is served in front of him.

“Don't call the Doctor, aren't you sick. Just call mas course”.

Being quiet...

Dari did not win but Rama's speech, he was more focused on enjoying a plate of rice pecel in front of him.

“I see a sadness on the look on your face?”. Rama, speaking between his meals.

“Break of heart? In selingkuhi”. Guess Rama. “Have not been sad, sometimes life is not in accordance with our wishes. Life is sometimes not just happy. A little bitter taste is also needed so as not to feel bored with life. Let more no monotonous color”.

Dance only looked up at a glance, then continued eating it. Not infrequently several times the rice bribe that enters his mouth, will be followed by the water in the glass.

“It is not good to eat while drinking, first spend your food then drink”. He said back, which only Dari responded to, with a glance of a smile. Dance, confused about what to do to the doctor who knows all about his life.

“Well that's good, eat a lot. Looks like your body lacks nutritional intake and compassion”. He said back in a relaxed manner, and put one rempeyek into his mouth.

Jeez, this is the doctor why you know so well.

“Are you still sad? If you are sad, walk at the end of the road ahead of this village. You will find a very wide expanse of rice fields. Close your eyes, stretch both hands and feel the gust of wind that greets your body”.

Dance raised her head, she felt Doctor Rama was too deeply interfering in her personal affairs.

“Ah Doctor, I think I'm fine. I am no longer sad or hurt”.

“Hahaha is that so? Nice dong then”.

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Risma came back to Tari.

“Mother I want to ride the lala” biang. The whine came back, when he saw a big firefly in the middle of the field.

“Grandma don't dare to ride, let's Bun we ride. Later can see the stars from up there”. Ask him to pull a Dance shirt.

“Sayang is very high, later if it is stuck in the middle of how? Mother scared ah”.

“I want to ride it Bun, I want to take the moon there for Mommy, let Mommy not cry anymore if night”. Mengiba.

“You want to ride that, son? How about going up the same Om only, later we take the month up there and then love to Bunda”. Rama crouched down in front of Risma. I don't know why he was interested in the little girl. He felt that there was a bond that had to fulfill the desire of the little girl, whom his mother could not give.

“Yeye come Om we ride first”. Risma joget-joget happy.

“Request permission first yes dear same Bunda”.

“Mother, can ya”. His whimper returned with a glass, his eyes glazed with hands cupped to his chest.

“Already Tar, just let Risma ride the same Rama”. Sela mom's back.

“Ya already, Risma be careful yes, do not make Om Rama bothered’.

“Siap Bunda”. Now the two are holding hands, stepping towards the middle of the field. Risma walked with a jump, while Rama took one hand.

“Tar, look like Risma is very happy to play with Rama. Maybe he misses the presence of the figure of Father”.

Dance was silent, reluctant to respond to her mother's words. It must be a pity for Risma, she has brought Risma in this, supposedly adopted Risma to make the little girl get complete affection, but in fact, Tari is not able to give it all.

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Hospitals.

Sixty minutes later, Rose was in the operating room, but neither the nurse nor the doctor came out to give certainty of the state of the Rose inside.

Randi and Ms. Srining, back and forth in front of the operating room door. Their faces were so unbiased, what else did Ms. Srining look worried and sad so domineering in her face strokes.

Mr. Nario, chose to cover for a moment. He walked towards the minimarket in front of the Hospital, intending to buy drinks and snacks for his son and wife.

Ten minutes later.

Ceklek..pint open.

“How is my daughter-in-law sus?”.

“Surgical action has not been completed in Bu, patients lose a lot of blood”. He walked back to leave Ms. Srining, about to draw blood.

“Rose gestation age is still running eight months, the baby should not be born at this time. Even if he is slamat, he will be born into a premature baby. Are you as Father, satisfied with all your own actions?”. Sindir Bu Srining, who is now sitting next to Randi.

“Ma, please not like that which I”. Voice weakened.

“Heh, isn't that what you expected? Want to get rid of the Roses in your life and bring your barren wife back!”.

“Radi...Randi.. as Mama's ending blood point. Mama will keep her and Mama's granddaughter!”. The thrust was cold and leaving Randi, he walked peeking back behind the small glass of his daughter-in-law's labor.

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An hour later, the doctor came out of the operating room, Ms. Srining quickly came over.

“Doctor how are my daughter-in-law and grandchild?”.

“For the moment the patient has not been conscious, still under the influence of drugs. After this will be moved in the treatment room”.

“Lantas how about my grandson?”. Ms. Srining's face panicked when the doctor removed her glasses with a sad look on her face.

“Fine Mom and Dad, pray a lot. The baby born by Bu Roses is not yet ready to be born. His lungs and heart had not worked optimally, he was born prematurely. His weight is only 1.7 kg. For a while the baby was in the NICU. We will continue to monitor its progress”.

“Can I see a doctor? I'm his father?”. For the first time Randi, admitted the Rose child was his son.