Trying To Be Faithful

Heartfeltness

"Well, how is Nay here with Shaki?" akhtia asked while looking for Hasna. Puput was equally surprised to see his two younger siblings eating breakfast.

"There's a mother here, too, Om?"

"Yes, you're in the guest room. Last night Om brought it here."

"I'm going to go to Mommy for a minute."

"Don't."

The pupil who was about to step up, reduced his intention. Akhtia was surprised by Raden's attitude.

"Why, Pah?" tanya Akhtia, representing the feelings of Puput.

"Your mother is not well. Don't bother him, let him rest."

Hearing Hasna was sick, Puput increasingly wanted to meet her. The boy immediately ran towards the guest room. Achtia.

Hasna was still lying on the bed under the thick blanket.

"Mother."

Hasna responded by further covering her body with a blanket.

"Bun, why? Mother sick?" The puput approached Hasna's body, the boy knew that Hasna was not sick but crying.

"What's up, Bun? I know you're crying, right? Wh why? Mother sad why?" asked the Fogger with his raucous voice holding back the cries.

"Put, let's go out. Maybe you want to be alone first."

Puput also invited Akhtia to return to the dining table. The boy looked sad, different from before when he was in the room of Achtia.

"Put, why? Early in the morning it was cloudy." Airlangga asked.

"Usually you will only cry at night. Grandma or uwa scolded her. If you're still crying during the day, it means you're sad." Tears Farts dripping. Akhtia immediately wiped it.

"Maybe you have something that makes it that way, Put." Airlangga returned.

"Maybe you know something about Dad."

Raden who was about to feed his food, fell silent. He put the spoon back on the plate.

"When my father died, my mother was unconscious. Mother fainted. Mommy didn't come to the tomb, but I did. I'm sad and don't want to go home, so go home last with Om Inggit and Om sultan." Puput told a story while still having fun. Others just listen with equally sad feelings.

"That bag has a woman coming. Two kids Shaki. She was crying over my grave. Pas Om Inggit it's who he is, he says .. he says ...." The pupil cries and does not continue his speech. Airlangga immediately approached, wiping away tears while hugging the body of Puput.

"Sstttt, don't cry, yeah. Shhhhttt ...." Airlangga rubs the back of the puput gently.

"He's dad's wife, right?" asked Hasna who was already standing behind Puput. The pupil turned and immediately hugged his mother. They both cried in grief and in the wounds left by the man they had so far admired, by the father figure he loved the most, by the most respected husband.

Seeing her mother and sister crying, Nay and Shaki cry. They hugged each other, sat on the floor.

Akhtia cried seeing the sadness. He hugged Airlangga because he knew what it was like to be betrayed by their loved ones.

"Follow Brother, yuk. Who wants chocolate with ice cream?" Airlangga tries to persuade Nay and Shaki. It takes time, but they finally want to.

"Don't sit here, let's go to the couch." Airlangga helps Hasna and Puput wake up. They moved to the front sofa of the television.

Bi Juriah came carrying water after they sat down.

"Drink first, ma'am, let's calm down."

Hasna took a glass, asked Puput to drink. After that, he drank.

Hasna tried to wipe her daughter's tears, even with Puput. She wiped her mother's tears.

"Why didn't you tell me the same mother?"

The stomach is crying again. He hugged Hasna's body tightly.

"I don't want to be sad."

A very good reason for a child who wants to take care of his mother's heart. Even though he had to bear the burden of great disappointment alone.

That is the reason why Puput lost his happiness after being abandoned by his father. Not because he was sad to lose his father, but because he was disappointed in his father's attitude. He hated it because his father died before apologizing to Hasna.

He also dislikes when Raden approaches his mother, it is because Puput is afraid Raden will make the same mistake as Azam.

"Why are you keeping this alone, son. Why?"

"Father so because the mother is wrong. Mother can't give you what you want. The wrong mother because she cannot be a good wife. Brother do not hate the same father, even though father hurt mother does not mean father does not love brother. My father loved my brother and sister very much. You know that, right?"

Puput.

Raden looked at the grieving Hasna with a look of admiration. His love for the woman grew. His heart beat faster and irregularly.

Looking at Hasna, she said inwardly if she should have that woman. A tough woman who has incredible softness of heart.

I have to make her a wife.

Their cries gradually subsided. Both Hasna and Puput, have calmed down. They don't shed any more tears.

"You go in the room first. Rest."

"Put, you went into the room ya."

"Yes, Bun."

The pupil walked slowly towards the Achtian chamber. He was seen rubbing his eyes, or wiping away his falling tears.

"Mas, I'm sorry for making such a fuss in this house. I shouldn't be crying here."

Raden stared at Hasna. Leaning his body on the sofa while biting the tip of his thumb.

"I'm sorry, too, because I've been kind and ...."

"I don't like to hear repeated apologies."

"Yes?"

Raden changed his seat. Open both legs, then keep both elbows above the thighs.

"Again say thank you. Maybe that'll sound better. Don't talk like you're a burden to me."

Hasna confusion.

"I-iya, Mom. Thank you for everything you do. Kindness-"

"What I do is not because I am good. I was known to be unkind to my family because I was not a good person, even though I did not admit that I was a bad person. Friends, friends, and anyone near me do not all receive the good you get. So, what I do is not a form of kindness from me."

Hasna remained silent.

"That's because I love you, Hasna."

"But, Mas-"

"I am not coercive and will not ask you to accept or reciprocate my feelings. I just want you to know that you're valuable to me." Again Raden interrupted Hasna's speech.

"Maas ...."

"What?"

Staring into Raden's shady and loving eyes left Hasna at a loss for words.

"Why should I? You can get a much better woman than me. I am a woman that many people do not want. Betrayed the husband I loved, hated in-laws, and exiled by the family. Why does the much more valuable Mas, having everything even want me this contemptible. I'll just be a disgrace and a burden to Mas later."

"Who said? I can't get any woman I want."

"Mas can do it, really."

"Then why can't I get you?"

Hasna stunned.

"Western treasures, my money is a lot, any brand car I can get. But only cars that I think are special that I will buy, and even then not necessarily I can get because the special is usually limited edition. Only lucky people can get it. And I'm among those who don't get that gift."

"Maas ...."

"Don't feel guilty. I love you not to burden you. I just say what I feel. If you think it's disturbing, forget it."

"Fill me time."

"I'm afraid I don't have that time."

Hasna frowned.