The Thorn in the Family

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“Risma!”

Rama and Tari compact glanced at Risma, who was lying on the bed. He smiled sinlessly at the two adults in front of him.

“Sorry Bun. I just want to be in Om Rama”'s car he replied with a smile, immediately after that he drowned his face under a thick blanket of pink with motih hello kity.

Dari shook her head, her hands clasped across her chest and walked slowly closer to Risma's bed.

“Kok that anyway, pity Om Rama so tired of having to carry you into the room. Though you can still walk by yourself”

“I just want in the sling Om Rama Bun” He looked down feeling guilty after that.

“No papa. I also love Rimsa”

“Tuhkan Om Rama aja like, kok so Mother who bothered” The little girl stuck her tongue out at Dance, as if she was mocking Mother. A few seconds later, he got up from his bed and descended rapidly with lightning. Risma's tiny hand held Rama, taking him out of the room to the dining room in the house. Both of them ran away with a laugh. Sementaar Tari sculpting in room.

Miss Marni who saw their behavior also laughed. It's been a long time since I've heard laughter like this at home. Since the separation of Randi and Tari the state of the house more silent, not many jokes of laughter that sounded like tonight.

“Mu I brought food. A moment yes, I take it first in mobil”

“Not bother nak”

“No Ma'am, we already bought souvenirs for Mother and Mother Risma, just that I was holding Risma when entering, just now, so could not bring him” Rama passed leaving Miss Marni and Risma who are still at the dining table. While Tari was still in Risma's room, tidied up some of Risma's bags and luggage.

“This bu is a typical banana meal kediri gethuk. That said the seller earlier, this is made directly from kediri and every day in a new make, so it is still fresh without preservative”

Rama put some kediri guthuk wrapped in banana leaves. Packed very well and neatly. The shape is small like a lontong.

“This is also there sweet martabak ma'am. Said Risma Mother likes to eat sweet martabak in front of the square Sana” Rama put two boxes of sweet martabak on the dining table. One chocolate flavor and one cheese flavor.

“Waduh, a lot of nak Rama, so troublesome like this. Already convinced the son of Dance the streets back home is still loved by this much” Bu Marni smiled with a little shifting the row of food right in front of her. He slightly opened his couch and showed his happy face. As a form of gratitude and appreciation.

“Sometimes you can love Rama if you want to ajakin Risma asaligus Bundanya streets. Poor it seems like it's been a long time since he's been out for a walk. Every day busy keep working” explained Ms Marni. With fleeting eyes glanced at the child and his guests that night.

“Oh yes Bu good. I really want to. But how Risma Bunda?” Rama chose to take a quick look at Dance.

“Could be calm. Bent so right Tar” Bu Marni nudged the legs of Dance under the table.

“Ah yes” replied Dance with a wave which of course welcomed a smile sumringah on Rama's face.

“Good sometime we schedule a picnic with”

Miss Marni and Risma immediately smiled happily even Risma jumped back up and down at that moment.

“I say yes Ma'am, already malam”

******

The House of Rama

Not until ten minutes, the cool widower who became a prima donna in Suka Maju Village has arrived at his house As usual he will enter in greeted with silence and a whack of emptiness. A long sigh was heard again when he opened the door of the house, still deep into the pitch black darkness without lighting. Rama lived alone in that house

If only there were a wife or child.

He chose to lay down on his bed. Throwing away the heavy weight in his body. The fingers are busy. Shift the row of photos in the memory album of his phone. He smiled again, when he saw a row of funny poses Risma in there.

Look at her smile, it's so sweet. His face was completely foreign. Just try the Mother must be more exciting.

For a long time Rama was immersed in his thoughts, so he did not realize the time had gone up and even changed days. His hands were getting tired shifting the rows of pictures over there. His phone began to fall on his bed, he did not realize he had fallen asleep. Bringing hope and excitement in a beautiful dream.

*****

The day changes, as the sun will show its power in the morning. He will emerge with his millions of powers to shine upon the earth, tirelessly and without pause. That morning, Tari left later than usual. He returned home after taking Risma to school. Dance intends to rest for a while. straighten the back and joints that begin to feel tired after a few days of work without pause.

"You're not going to Tar's shop?" asked Marni's mother, at that time she was preparing lunch for the family. Today Risma asked to make meat soto.

"I'm tired Mom, I think I need a break. I'll go to the store later after picking Risma home from school" she replied by sitting at the dinner table, putting her head on the table as a pedestal

"Mothers feel that in addition to lack of rest, you also lack affection"

"Mother...."

Rengek Tari spoiled, he slightly raised his head looking up for the whereabouts of the Mother.

"Yes really. You are lacking in love. When will Jandi's widow keep Hem?" mother Goda returned with a slight nudge of her son's arm.

"Apaan sih Bu" Tari answered lazily, his face still lazy.

"When do you want to be a widow? Hem. You're young, beautiful anyway"

"It's beautiful, it's your son"

"Hem is beautiful, but unfortunately do not want to find a partner even though many have a crush. Buruan gih open his heart want until when like this continues? Risma needs your father"

"Oh yes talking about the Father, Rama is good? he seems to be loving and kind. Risma alone can be as familiar as that. I hope the Mother also can be guided. Ehh" Mother began to wash the meat that would be used for cooking. While Dance was silent, she did not respond to her mother's words. He prefers to put his head back on the table.

"What crime is mom?"

"The desire to open his heart again, to accept the new person in your life"

"You still dizzy? let me see" Ms. Marni chose to put her groceries on the table, she approached Dari. Touching his son's forehead gently.

"Ah this is hot, it looks like you're sick"

"Mom get the doctor first?"

"Don't ma'am don't do it, I'm not papa. I just need to rest" elak Tari by filtering her mother's hand slowly.

"Mom knows what's best for Mom. Relax, I will find a medicine that can simultaneously heal all existing wounds"

Miss Marni smiled in her mind was airing a series of plans.

"All the wounds? meaning?"

"It's a beautiful mother's child, but sometimes mengeselin ya" relationship Bu Marni and Tari is very close, sometimes they are like friends, sometimes they deserve Mother and child. Since staying here, Ms. Marni is his biggest support system to stay afloat until now.

"Why would you like to do something?" tanya Tari, when she realized the mother stepped out of Tari in the dining room.

"Get me some medicine for you"

"Well, what medicine?"