WHEN CASANOVA FELL IN LOVE

Chapter 3

The voice of the Adhan reverberated, calling on Muslims to fulfill their duties. Mora shook his body slowly, invited him to join the congregation prayer with him, making Inah also very happy to have friends at this time, friends tell me even though he has a weakness but the beautiful woman can help him.

They perform prayers solemnly as priests and Mora as makmum. Finish their prayers and then rush to the kitchen, preparing breakfast even if only toast is smeared with jam.

"Whose name are you, Neng? From yesterday bibik wants to ask how to forget," he chirped. Bik Nah brews milk without staring at the interlocutor. It's free to stare at the flat face there is no response.

"Mora Canton. I was just an orphan who was cared for by my grandmother, after my grandmother did not live with my aunt. But yes my fate is not as lucky as other women," Mora explained with a sad look. He seemed to forget that yesterday he also told this to Bik Inah.

"It's no problem. Think of Bibik as your family. Keep actually a good mistress, it's just that she's not used to new people." She said softly, without them noticing a pair of eyes staring at them. Juna looked at them pushyly, there was a sense of tightness in his heart.

The beautiful woman headed to the bathroom, in the age of pregnancy the more days make her suck move. Entering the third month. Juna's pity suddenly came to the blind girl, usually he did not care at all even if he saw a person in distress on the road he was reluctant to help her.

"Big. She why?" Juna asked her housekeeper who was washing dishes in the sink. Bik Inah was a little surprised by the sudden arrival of Juna who was nearby and spontaneously asked.

"Ah. Just ngagetin, Den." Bik Inah looked at his master with astonishment. He doesn't usually like to interfere in other people's business.

"Oh that. She's pregnant young, Den. Kasian was kicked out of the village. Where the mother and father do not exist" said the woman by wiping the corner of her eyes that began to dew. Remembering how Mora told her life was very painful. If a weakly psychotic person might have gone mad, be thankful Mora is still strong for a second.

"Seriously, Bik?"

Juna stared at the bead in her eyes. He doubted if Bik Inah would lie. But one side makes Inah never lie, he knows the woman has been working in his house for a long time even been considered like family by his mother.

"Yes. She told me while crying, Den. Bibik followed the cry of her story. The shop is very sad, Den. Her mother's sister also never loved her, just use her energy doang," explained the long-term.

Juna's heart was tapped, wanting to do good to Mora, atoning for all his sins. He rushed into the room, it felt like he was full to hear the words of Bik Inah earlier.

Like a dagger piercing into his heart, there was a wound that he could not describe, there was a deep sense of guilt. Feeling that he was not a real human being, he felt that he was as low as an animal. Juna continued to curse himself.

"Juna," call someone out there. The voice of the woman he loved.

"Yes, Ma" he answered. She wiped away her tears that just broke. Now his heart is weakened, feeling himself a bastard who does not deserve to be happy.

Juna came closer to the door and opened it slowly, seeing the figure of the woman who gave birth to him standing up while folding her hands on her chest.

"Breakfast. You're not in college?" Rani asked while peeking into her son's room, she suspected that her son was doing something. Naturally, a mother's instinct is strong.

"Yes, Ma. Juna just still sleepy, a lot of tasks last night," apparently. Actually bada duty or not she doesn't care at all. College is only a compulsion of her mother. Juna had already told the woman who gave birth to him if he wanted to enter music class, but his mother forbade. Juna can only resign but occasionally he still takes private music classes.

"Yes, let's get down!"

The woman who had given birth to him came down first, while Juna cleaned himself first and then followed to the bottom floor. In the bathroom, looking at her face guiltily and Mera was disgusted at herself. He is now more than a depraved thug, more than a less affectionate one. Even though his mother always gave him full love, even giving what he wanted even though he could not accompany him every day.

Usually broken home children whose lives are abandoned tend to look for affection outside, even such people do not feel compassion at all if others are in trouble.

"I have to make amends to Mora" he said.

After preparing all his needs to go to the campus sweet-faced Korean man downstairs to eat a simple dish that bi Inah made.

Sitting next to the woman who had given birth to him, took toast and jam and applied it to the bread. Put it in his mouth, but his eyes were on Mora who was cleaning the fruits and then washing them in the sink.

"Ga, Ma. How is he. When he likes blind girls," he said. But still looked at the girl without turning her eyes towards her mother.

"Love beats everything. My mom loves it just as she knows. After the story of Bik Inah last night with Mama, at first Mama thought that Mama's cousin was lying. Actually. Bi Inah to cry with her story. If your son did the cursed act, mama would not consider him as a mama's son again," he explained at length. Juna who heard the last sentence choked and coughed.

"Slow down," said Rani and gave milk to her son.

"Ma. Juna left, " said Juna gently and kissed the reverence of the hand of the woman who gave him birth.

Before leaving she put the dishes in the sink, talking a little to Mora. Hope Mora is not afraid and does not know who he is.

"Would I buy you something when I get home from college?" Ask Juna slowly. She was actually lazy to get along well and pretentious close to a new person, especially the woman had a physical deficiency. Mora shook his head slowly, he nodded to a man he had just met, he could tell his master.

"Don't misunderstand me. I don't mean to tease you about seducing you anymore. I just want you to take care of your fetus. However, she also needs nutrition, she needs people who are always there for her. He said smart ass.

Since when he cares for his fellow creatures, the kitten just gets cold he lets it to death. But maybe God knocked on the door of his heart through Mora.

"Whatever, I'll eat anything. Like the poison you gave me, I still ate it. Because I am pitiful, I can't see anyways" he replied with a smile.

Still a smile in sorrow. Although millions of tears and even thousands of wounds had pierced his heart, ravaging the contents inside. His smile still adorned his lips.

"okay." Juna passed by leaving the dining table. While Rani and Bik Inah stared at each other, astonished by Juna's current attitude, usually the athletic man just ate and put a plate and dirty glass on the table.

Rani continues her breakfast while making Inah return to clean up anything that looks messy. Mopping the floor that looks greasy.

"Big. Mora wants to ask something," chirped Mora as they rested while watering ornamental plants in the garden to buy a house.

"Do I sin. Until God has punished me so far?" Mora sits on a bench in the park.

"Many istighfar, Neng. God knows what is best for his servant. Think good to God, consider this the test for the future to be better," replied bi Inah. Although Inah village woman but she knows about religion a little.

"Yes, Bik. Sometimes I feel like God is unfair."

"Azhuu, Neng. This is a test from God" explained bi Inah. Putting down the hose and walking towards Mona who was crying was stunned. Bik Inah hugged him tightly.

"I'm scared. If this child is born, I can't take care of him."

"There's Bibik. Pray with God that your aunt will live a long and healthy life. So that we continue to be together," continued Bik Inah. Keep rubbing Mora's back gently. The figure of the missing mother is now present in the form of Bik Inah.

"Thank you, Bik."

"If Bibik had retired from here, would Neng Mora want to join Bibik back to Bandung?" Ask her seriously. His eyes dropped a clear grain that he could no longer bear.

His love and mother were too deep, a child abandoned and excluded. Komnas child and girl protection does not care about him, maybe no one reported what he experienced. But now Bik Inah is much more singing Mora. The girl only nodded weakly, if she refused, there would be no one as sincere as the current one with her.

Seriate....