Three Years Different

Section 7 (3)

"Why, anyway? ... Why should my life be this?"

Lutfan changed his position by sitting down again. He restored the black mane to the back several times, a roar seemed to be heard. He's a little claustrophobic. Bad memories cannot be lost in an instant. He really understands everything requires a process, but it must be this long?!

Weary. I just want to cry.

As he looked up at his nether eyes at the table, right on the small frame that contained his photo, Umma, Abi, Aunt Salamah, Uncle Hairul, Mas Jafar, and also Mardiyah. It's only a reminder that he had as a child. No more pictures with Abinya. People are right, regrets come at the end. Why did he not bind as hard as Abi? Asking for as much time as possible and even .. he should not obey his Abinya to come with Grandpa living in the city.

His fault. This is all his fault.

Even Mardiyah. The woman changed. Where was the promise to always be there in the moment of his suffering? He himself promised to always give a hug in the difficult moments of his life.

Renegedy. Mardiyah.

Certainty of life is not always happy. It turned out that the saddest moments of his life had been seen, the longer it was just getting painful.

"Mas Lutfan," Uwais said by knocking on the door.

Lutfan shouted, "Come in!"

"Mas, Cak Sur has come."

Lutfan nodded. "I'm out soon. Please tell Cak Sur."

The clock indicates ten o'clock. It's time to switch outlets. And from the school group there was no important news. It's good he permits, after all, has a national exam and just waiting for graduation. Lutfan has absolutely no intention of participating in recreation together.

The reason remains the same, he does not want to escape responsibility.

Lutfan got up and headed for the parking lot. After saying goodbye to Uwais and others, the car immediately left the shop court.

"Mas, so why?"

Lutfan. "I'm not okay. I look weird, kid?"

"Ndak. Just shoots, Mas. Sampean hasn't eaten ta?"

"Sorry, Miss."

Cak Sur nodded. "Maybe there's a lack of sleep. Or not feeling well, Mom?"

"It's like a lack of sleep, kid."

"Ya uwes sleeps first. Then Cacak wake up when it's over, Mas."

Lutfan. He was tired, but did not want to sleep. Again and again, even though lately he has been able to sleep normally. Why go back like this? "No, Skirt. Later in the next outlet I sleep."

"Why Cak?"

"Later to the hotel departing with Mardiyah? What how?"

Lutfan was silent for a moment. "Alone, Mother."

Cak Sur nodded in understanding.

Jafar's wire in the bag suddenly rang. Probably a regular notification. When retrieved it turned out to be from a short message application, Mas Jafar.

Mas Jafar

Thank you, Lutfan.

^^Sama-sama, Mas^^^

^^^If you need anything to say to his sister Mas this, okay?^^^

Mas Jafar

Ja

As long as you are not troubled

^^^Ngak would^^^

Lutfan screen switch off. Speaking of his cousin's brother, Mas Jafar-he-he when he woke from a coma had to experience silence. Due to head trauma, he was already more grateful because Mas Jafar did not leave Aunt Salamah. Jafar struggled until he recovered. It feels like if Mas Jafar leaves too, he will not be able to survive anymore.

Even Aunt Salamah and Grandpa made Mas Jafar seem to still be in town. In fact, he was already at Uncle Hairul's residence, in the boarding house. Really hiding Mas Jafar, not afraid of gossiping people. But only for the recovery of Mas Jafar, without interruption.

"Mas" said Cak Sur.

"Yes, Brother?"

"If there's anything. Sampean can ask Cacak for help. Wes need not worry. Abi Aziz was wes Cacak angep like Masnya Cacak himself. Cacak knows, Le. At home must be sick, keinget continue, but until kudu sincere."

Lutfan nodded. "Sweep, Miss."

"If so njenengan can be angry I'm like angryin pounding Cak. Very conceivable. Later I also want to repotin Cacak continue. Anter here is there. Everyone wants Cacak anterin. But isn't pa-pa, Cak?" lutfan.

"Ndak pa-pa Cacak even likes."