The Thorn in the Family

Bthari And Risma

On a clear morning, sunlight began to enter the ventilation gaps filling the room space that is still tightly closed. Dance sat in front of her dresser. He had been awake since dawn, but was reluctant to get out of the room. He began to feel his joints and bones ache after working a full day, even going home last night.

Risma began to enter the Mother's room. He just entered without excuse with a sullen face. He still wears the same pajamas as last night. The pink Barbie pyjamas Fitri bought two years ago as a gift for her sixth birthday. It is said that the pajamas are twinned with Arsy.

The little girl chose to sit on the edge of her bed. His eyes looked at the Mother who was applying some wind oil on her feet and hands. Seeing the face of Risma who was looking down, made Tari realize that the child was protesting at her.

“Why dear? Mother's child why do not just manyun. It's still morning dear”

“Mother, Mother why yesterday did not return home?”

“Delay has promised to help me do my job. But yesterday Mother did not return home”

So that's the problem Risma sulks. He hugged Risma and kissed the girl's forehead long enough.

“Sorry yes dear. Mother apologizes. Last night Mother had a lot of cake orders, Mother's motorbike also broke down so Mother had to be late home”

“If only Dad existed, Mommy would not have to work hard like this”

Instantly Dance's heart felt countless pains. Hearing Risma's words was like being pierced by a knife so sharp. It was painful but not bleeding. As much as possible, he held back his tears from falling in front of the child.

For Tari, it is not like crying in front of the child. All this time, he will try to be strong in everything, when facing this life. He did not want to be too weak to sleep in endless sadness.

“Bun, wrong Risma is the same Dad? How come you never come to see me again. Am I a bad boy Bun?” Risma looked up at the Mother, their eyes meeting each other at that moment. Although last night he tried to find answers from his grandmother, but it was not enough before hearing directly from his mother's mouth.

Hearing the words coming out of the child's mouth makes the heart of Dance more messy. Not only his body, his heart also felt crumpled. Now Dance was no longer able to hold back her crying. He hugged the little girl very tightly, as well as to hide the tears that flooded his eyes.

Quiescent.

The two women of different generations fell silent for a while. It was as if they were spilling out all the feelings that were in their hearts.

“If you love me, why don't you come here? Don't you miss playing with me Bun?”

“Pending crying huh?” Ask then by wiping the remnants of tears that passed through the gap of the eyes of the Mother.

Dance cupped both cheeks Risma gently. He looked into the eyes of the boy who was pitch black and clear “Dad is not evil dear, just that there is something that makes Dad have to behave like this now. Someday when you grow up, you will understand what happened to us”

“What that means is we can no longer meet with Daddy Bun”

Dance shook her head slowly. “Risma want to meet Dad?”

Risma nodded quickly, but a moment later she shook her head.

“I don't want to see you again Dad, if it only makes Mother cry” Risma hugged the Mother again. A bright morning turns cloudy, as the hearts of two people of different ages who are longing for the same person.

A miss?

I don't know let the time that answers everything, the most important moment in his life is Risma, Mother and also Ipul.

“Mother is sad to remember Dad huh?”

“Pardon Risma Bun, Risma promise after this will no longer wonder about Dad. See this Bun” Risma shows the picture he has made since last night.

“This is our family, there's Mommy, Grandma and me. The three of us smiled happily even without Daddy” the little girl stroked the head of her Mother slowly. While Dance, her heart was further broken when she saw her son's behavior like this.

Sorry son, sorry Mother who can't give you a complete family. Whole happiness is like the nature of a child in general.

***

Surabaya

Three days have already worsened Ms. Srining's condition. He could no longer digest food properly. It survives with the help of infusions and porridge that are put in a small slang. Ms. Srining was still alive, but had no strength and no strength at all, she was lying asleep in her bedroom bed.

Randi and Mr. Nario take turns to take care of Ms. Srining, considering they have to stay in the laundry for the sake of family financial stability.

“Ran, Papa thinks we should hurry to get Mama to the hospital. Or at least you find a cure for Mama Ran. Papa really can't bear to see it should be like this”

Mr. Nario was sitting on the bed, he was sitting with a huff next to his wife. His eyes looked at the woman who used to be so fierce and had a lot of power. Now everything was gone, even to rise from his bed he was no longer able. Several times Mr. Nario confirmed the blanket used by his wife. But Ms. Srining threw the blanket in any direction.

The last six months, Randi no longer brought Ms. Srining for therapy or treatment to the hospital. He prefers to call the doctor and do treatment at home. If the condition is stable, the doctor will handle it once a week or once every three days. But when the condition drops like this, the doctor will come twice a day.

Randi was silent, he seemed to think and consider his Papa's words.

“Try your Mama's baa to one of the hospitals that Papa pointed to yesterday. Find that Doctor who knows your Mama's path of healing is there”

“If healed, otherwise?” suddenly the sentence just came out of Randi's mouth.

“At least we've tried Ran”

“If you are tired of taking Mama for treatment, please go, find Tari and Risma. Bring her here, meet your Mama with her”

Mr. Nario said he was going to beg his son to hope that Randi would find his ex-wife.

“You don't have to force her to live with you or live here. Just bring him here and meet your Mama”

“Papa thought after what happened to our family, Tari still want to come back and stay with me?”

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