THE WOUNDED EARTH

THE PENT-UP TASTE

"Sister.., sis.." the voice of Bani called out to me from behind the door.

"yes, wait a minute Ban.." answered me lazily because of the drowsiness that still lingers in the eyes.

My lyrics for the clock on my phone already show at 07.30 am. I open the door slowly.

Bani smiled at the look of me who was still fussy.She looks neat with her school uniform.

"You're leaving, huh..?"ask me.

"Yes, my brother, the time is neat like this to sleep again,"lakarnya.I also smiled while grinning.

"Emak I have bathed, breakfast is also just to take the medicine that has not been," explained Bani.

"Please help mom remember, take the medicine..."

"Sure dong,"so I'm fast.

"Sister today is a work holiday, right...?ask her again.

"Yes, today I have a holiday.Emang why...?ask me back.

"If you're home, someone will take care of you. After school, I went straight to the motorcycle wash." he explained.

I just nodded at the sign of understanding.

"Yes, I left first huh." he said as he passed.

"Eits...," I held down Bani's step and reached out.

"Salim used to dong...!I said quickly.

Bani looked at me from head to toe.

"No way, you haven't had a bath yet." she yelled while laughing and ran away.

I also laughed to see the reaction of the kocaknya.We looked more like a close friend than brothers.

I hurried to get a towel and then to the bathroom behind the house.

The fresh shower this morning made my stomach call for filling.

Before heading to the dining table, I looked at my mother who was in her room.It turns out that her mother was again doing the Dhuha prayer.I am very grateful to have a mother like mother.She was a mother who had strong beliefs, she was a mother who had a strong faith, although suffering from a stroke, my mother still tried to carry out her worship even with her physical limitations.

Mother strong woman who struggled to raise us until now, gave all her attention to our education.Emak once said that men and women should get the same education, there is no difference.

Although the woman will not be a worker outside the home, just being a housewife she still has to have education and knowledge in order to be the first teacher for her children later.

Unlike the old mindset.Abah once said, women do not need high school that is important to be able to read and write it is enough.What a thought that I think is outdated.

I saw that my mother was done.I brought my mother's medicine to drink this morning.

Mother smiled welcoming my presence.Di took the medicine in my hand and immediately drank it.

"Thank you son," said the gentle mother.

"You didn't go to work today..?" ask her.

"Yati this day off mak.Emak want to eat what this afternoon Yati will make it for my mother.."tawar ku.

"No need to bother, as always, son.If there is money, you better use it for your needs as well.Buy the clothes you like.."saran mother.

"Yes mak, later Yati buy."I replied to say yes to happy mother.The voice in my stomach sounds.Emak smiled to hear it.

"You haven't had breakfast...?ask mom.

"Yes mak." answered me while grinning.

"Yes already, breakfast there first catch a cold.."Mom's orders while rubbing the top of my head gently.

Before heading to the dinner table, I kissed my mother's cheek.

*****

After breakfast I returned to my mother's room.It turns out my mother was asleep because she had taken the medicine.I also returned to my room.

Remembering the message wa Ida last night, I rushed to grab a cell phone on the table near the bed.

I look for contact Laila,anak wa Tinah.At last met.I tried to chat through watshapp first.

"Assalamualaikum, I'm sorry to interrupt...is this true the number of Laila's sister, her son wa Tinah...?I tried to send the first chat.There is no reply.Maybe more busy, my inner while taking a pillow want to fall.

Not long after the notification on my phone reads the sign of an incoming message.

"Yes right, who's sorry...?"ask her back.

"I'm Yati, kak.Mak Saroh's son."Reply me.

"Oo Yati, wait a moment, brother, call wa Tinah for a moment."

Not long after my phone rings.

"Assalamualaikum.."what am I.

For a moment there was nothing but the sound of the crying of a woman who was restrained.

"Wa,." I ventured to call the person across the street who I can confirm is wa Tinah.

"Yes son, here's uwa." replied an old woman hoarsely.

"How are uwa and the family there.." I asked to open our conversation.

"Alhamdulillah, the whole family here is healthy."he said.

"Keep thyself...your mother and sister how now...? Everything's fine, isn't it, son..?search wa Tinah, there is anxiety I feel from her words.

"Alhamdulillah, we are also good here wa.."I replied lying again so that wa Tinah does not worry about our situation.

"Thank God, I'm glad to hear it."His voice was quieter, unlike at the beginning.

"Said wa Ida, you are now a girl like your mother once.Uwa so want to meet you, son.Uwa miss you."his voice again vibrates.

"Yes wa, sometime if there is a holiday we and our family must go home to the village."I replied to him to raise his heart.

"Son, if you can come home soon.Take a look at your brother.Your death, your father married the house of flowers that stall.Now your brother is sick, your brother is sick, many rice fields and gardens that Inah sold on behalf of your brother.Uwa just do not want your inheritance rights exhausted not rested by the woman.Kasian your mother who used to fight alone, the woman who enjoyed the results."uwa is clearly at length.

"Where's your friend and sister...?ask uwa again.

"Bani's at school, if mom's resting in the room.."

"Yes already then, I wish you guys always healthy and happy there.."do'a for us.

"Aamiin, thank you wa.Uwa also take care of your health."I replied.

"Yes, son, I'll close it first. assalamualaikum."

"wa alaikum salam."I replied to him also to reply to the greeting from wa Tinah.

I was amazed to hear the story of wa Tinah earlier.It feels to return to the village let alone have to meet with abah.There is a sense of trauma that continues to loom as I witness for myself how abah hurt my mother.Affects me until now until it's hard for me to trust and accept the feelings of men.

But what uwa said there is a point.During this mother who fought hard to work hard bone, but the woman easily robbed all our rights.I will not stay silent, just like that,I will take back what is rightfully ours.

*****

Ting....Ting...

The sound of an incoming message notification on my phone.Ku lyrics who the sender is.I also smiled to find the name of Kak Ridwan is the sender of the message.

"Ehm, what's up again...?"

"Who's name...?"

"Just think of me..?"tease her.

I just smiled at all his messages.

"Such pede.."I replied.

"Emang no longer works...?"ask me back.

"Work dong, let's mourn for our future" he replied that makes my feelings so not karena.

"Emang's right...?ask me curious.

"Oh, the child is not very sensitive, the same feelings of people." he replied again with an angry emoticon.

I reply with a laughing emoticon.

"Not going...?inquire.

"No, as usual.at home aja nemenin mom.Kasian mother if in living alone.

"Alhamdulillah, indeed a good wife-to-be." he replied again with a hug emoticon and gave a symbol of love.

I was confused to reply to what I felt traumatized, afraid still looming in my heart.

"Silent still."

"This afternoon may not be if I walk to your house...?"Skalian wants to see the future in-laws."His message just now makes me more anxious, but I do not deny there is a sense of happiness that comes into the recesses of the heart.

"By brother, asal bawain many souvenirs yes.."I replied origin.

"Bring what, what,...?ask her again.

"What aja deh, the important thing can be made in eating.."I reply.

"OK deh, I'll bring it.Well, my love, I don't want to make a living first.."

I just smiled at her last message.

My lyrics clock on the table near the bed.Have shown at 10:00, I should go to the kitchen, cook for our lunch.

*****

"Assalamualaikum.."Bani's voice gave a greeting heard from outside.

"Wa alaikum salam.."my heart.

"Kok was a little late coming home Ban,"why me to Bani who was busy taking off her school shoes.

"Yes, brother, there are lessons I have to learn."

I salute Bani, she can still divide the time between school with her side job in addition to the rest we have to take turns to look after and care for my mother.

"Sister is cooking...?very hungry." he said with a pitifully made expression.

"Already dong." answered me.I also walked to the dining table accompanied Bani in the back.

"Sister has cooked your favorite food, "show me by lifting the hood.

"Fish salty sweet acid with vegetable anrap, plus fried tempeh and super spicy sambal"

"Alhamdulillah." said Bani happily.

"Emak...?ask her.

"Emak had lunch, after praying Zuhur had also taken medicine.Now rest in the room.

"Thank God, if so.Come brother, we eat together." said Bani.

I also nodded in agreement.

*****

The day is almost before the magrib.Starting this afternoon, my heart does not feel care.What is true Ridwan want to come to the house.

Adzan magrib also reverberated.I also went to the back to berwudhu to prepare to perform magrib prayers.

Finished performing the magrib prayer, I tidied up the prayer tools.

Not how long was the sound of knocking on the door.I was silent for a moment, is that true brother Ridwan....?My chest is pounding too.

Seriate

Who the hell is knocking on the door, what is Ridwan.....

Don't get tired of waiting for the next episode...