There is No Need for Love

Departure Preparation

Natalia breathed out a heavy breath. He remembered the expression of Risda's grandmother when Risda was a teenager. Risda's grandmother was very worried that her grandson would become a challenger child and would always be at odds with her parents, especially her mother.

It appears because the faces of Natalia and Risda are too similar, people who know Natalia once they meet Risda will immediately be able to guess that Risda is the child of Natalia, just as the person who knows Risda once met Natalia will definitely be able to give the same response, will be able to claim that Natalia is Risda's mother.

The faces of the mother and child are very similar. Like a potocopy with the original. As Risda's friend said, Natalia is an old Risda versia, while Risda is a young Natalia.

But at least Natalia was happy enough because her mother's concerns about Risda to this day have not been seen the truth. Natalia instead finds her very mature-minded son, an obedient child and never once hurts her heart.

Natalia is often even confused about herself getting the attitude and behavior of Risda who according to her is much more mature than her age. Risda who does not talk so much even though he likes to joke, put Natalia as the highest decision maker in all activities.

Even if they had a difference of opinion, Risda would not continue his opinion before being able to convince Natalia that that was the most true.

“Okey Ma, Risda is in order first”.

“You're really serious Ris”.

Risda smiled widely. “Risda seriously Ma, not long anyway, it's only three years just”.

Natalia shakes. “If it is already final”.

“Okey Ma, all will be beautiful in time”.

Natalia just nodded her head. Natalia stared at her son until he vanished behind the door of their bedroom, since birth Risda slept beside him, until now still so, nothing changed. Natalia continued to be able to pet and hug Risda's body before going to bed from birth to adulthood as it is today.

Natalia again bowed, not so concerned with the sound of the sound caused by Risda in the room. Natalia's shadow is now far back, to all the things that have ever stopped in her life. This then made Natalia's tears slide unobstructed.

Natalia was not at all afraid of having to stay home alone, there was nothing she needed to worry about. The most precious thing in this house is only his life, no treasure to be guarded.

What Natalia fears is not herself, but Risda and her new life later on Borneo Island, in a very distant border area and not much access. What Natalia fears the most is how if Risda is at home and moored there, how can she chase and look for him.

Natalia's shadow also touched Haris' face, somehow now Natalia does not know, since leaving her 21 years ago Haris like vanished in the swallow of the earth, not just Natalia, but also, the whole family even put an annoyance on Haris who was considered excessive in his disappearing actions.

Even Haris did not appear when his father Pram died, nor did he appear when Wak Jainal left for good, Natalia also just herself calmed Risda who roared when her grandmother left the world for good, there's no Haris there.

“Lia ..”.

Natalia nods her head and gets closer to her mother who is getting weaker with each passing day. “What's Ma ?”.

“Have you heard about Haris ?”.

Natalia shakes. “Not ma”.

“Try to keep looking for Haris, he should also know if there is someone else who needs him. She shouldn't be this selfish, decades have passed, mama has missed” terribly.

Natalia wiped away her mother's tears. “Lia promise to the Ma, Lia promise”.

It was the last conversation Natalia had with her mother, the next morning Ireth no longer showed the usual movements he did, and finally around 09.00 WIB Ireth left. From that moment on, Natalia was really alone in nurturing and raising Risda, really alone.

It's 23:00 WIB. No longer a sound was heard from the room, Natalia finally chose to stand up and headed for the room. Natalia only shook her head when she pulled the curtain, Risda had already taken a sleeping position, or had even fallen asleep. Natalia came in, closed the door, enveloped Risda and laid her body beside Risda.

Natalia was really restless, her eyes could not be closed, the stronger her efforts to sleep the stronger the sleepiness away from her eyes. Natalia has turned her body repeatedly but the results are still nil, no drowsiness that can bring her to sleep.

Natalia recalled to her mother, Natalia immediately felt homesick, now Natalia increasingly realized how Mother felt to her child, a very fretful feeling like this must also have felt her mother against her, she said, same with his feelings now for his son Risda.

Moreover, they also have the same story, the same must raise their daughters alone because the presented circumstances must be so.

When compared to her mother, Natalia may be better because Risda still years enjoying the affection of a grandmother, Risda also often receives visits and telephon grandfathers. What about himself, much sadder than that.

Natalia never knew who her grandparents were, she knew only the interview, it was not often met, communicate only as necessary. In this case Natalia is increasingly impressed with her late mother, her grandmother Risda. He can face everything with strength and strength.

Natalia's right hand slowly stroked Risda's head, Natalia trying to calm herself by stroking her daughter's hair. The caress continued to hold but surely. Natalia feels that's what might make her calm, especially it was her habit, even when she was a child Risda would ask if Natalia forgot to do it.

Risda actually was not able to sleep, but he did not go back and forth like his mother, elusan Natalia was haired to make Risda's chest pound and rumble, Risda's eyes also sore. But Risda kept trying her hardest not to move, she kept her silence and tried to close her eyes.

Risda did not want him to have to show his bathin picture to his mother, Risda did not want to look upset in the eyes of his mother. Risda was even able to fall asleep after a very late night, long after the caress of her mother's arm moved over her hair.

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