Widow Sama The Duda

My father, not your father

Not six o'clock, Laila's been ready since half-six. Laila waited for Beautiful Bu in her room. It is complete with a small bag containing a wallet, mobile phone and charger.

"Jeez," said Ms. Beautiful as she opened the door.

"Eh, Mommy. I'm ready, ma'am" said Laila.

"Yes. Just a minute!" said Mrs Beautiful.

Laila saw Beautiful Bu coming out of her room and then came back again. Not long after, Ms. Beautiful was ready and took Laila away.

"You know the address, right?" tanya Bu Indah pad driver.

"Know Ma'am" replied the driver.

On the way, Laila was feeling restless. Her mother's shadow danced in her eyes. Tears are inevitable.

"Don't cry" said Ms. Beautiful.

Suddenly the hand of Beautiful Bu put Laila's head on her shoulder. Letting Laila vent her feelings. Without speaking, Ms. Beautiful could tell how much pain Laila felt.

The car was parked in the hospital yard. Deri was sitting in the parking lot. Head lowered. Looks very hurt. And this only happens when Miss Rini is sick. Nothing could make Deri go silent like that other than Bu Rini's deteriorating condition.

"Bang," said Laila.

"Mother inside," Deri replied without looking at Laila in the slightest.

Sick? Sure do. Of course, the pain was in his heart. But Laila was used to the pain that Deri was doing. Laila went to find her mother.

"Mom" said Laila in a trembling voice.

Her cry broke when she saw Bu Rini lying weakly. There are many hoses connected to her mother's body. Laila felt weak for a moment when Yanti said that Bu Rini had been unconscious since this morning.

Bu Indah quickly strengthened Laila. Giving her warm embrace with full sincerity. Until now, Ms. Beautiful did not talk much. He just introduced himself to Yanti. The rest he simply observed the situation with his own eyes and ears.

"Mom, I'm not allowed to go to Jakarta first?" ask Laila.

"Yes," replied Bu Indah briefly as she rubbed Laila's back.

Ms. Indah who had made an appointment with her friend could not accompany Laila. He should be home soon. Though actually he wanted to wait until Bu Rini realized. There are a lot of things he wants to talk about. But unfortunately, Mrs Beautiful did not have that opportunity.

In Jakarta, Bu Indah looks restless. Laila was not always with him when in Jakarta. But Bu Indah can calm down because he knows that Laila is in the house. But at the moment, Laila does not exist. Beautiful mom gets to Laila's room. Observe the state of the room.

Not changed at all. The room Laila was using still showed her son's room while living there. Beautiful Mom took a long breath. Expect a lot of oxygen coming in and make tightness in his chest disappear.

"I can't lose Laila" muttered Ms. Beautiful.

Unfortunately, Bu Indah sent people to observe Laila's condition in the hospital. It certainly made other workers jealous of Laila. Bu Indah's sincere treatment of Laila raises many questions until accusations.

"Laila used shaman times yes," said one of the household assistants.

"It looks like it is. Time suddenly came to be queen in this house," said the other.

While Bi Yani only shook her head when she heard the accusations2 that was aired for Laila. Sometimes Bi Yani also felt sorry for Laila. Even though he was still a dozen years old, but it was preached like that.

Only three days Laila left, the sad news was received by Ms. Indah. Miss Rini is dead. Though the last news received, Ms. Rini is already humanized. Unfortunately Bu Indah was out of town so could not meet Laila at that time.

"La, you're strong!" mummified Bu Indah while hugging her phone after sending a message to Laila.

The grieving Laila ignored Ms. Indah's message. Even Laila doesn't know where her phone is at the moment. All he held was a coffin containing his mother. Laila still didn't stop crying. The regret is so great. If he knew if Bu Rini's age was not long, of course he would not go to Jakarta.

"La, strong yes. There is a sister with anak2 here," said Yanti.

Yanti's voice entered his heart. A nearly empty heart filled with nothing. His lips started to smile when he saw Hasna and Kayla who were looking at him.

"Thank you for taking care of Mom, sister. I owe you the same brother," said Laila.

"Don't do it, La. This mother is also her mother. The important thing is that you should remember your mother's message. Learn well and become a successful person," said Yanti.

Laila nodded. Her tears welled up as she recalled the last words from her mother. Many expectations may be heavy for Laila. But Laila promised herself. Later he will become a successful man. Laila hopes to be proud of Bu Rini even though she's gone.

The peak of Laila's pain was standing at her mother's funeral. Seeing the body wrapped in white cloth was no longer visible in his view. The red earth began to close it until he could only hug the ground while crying out.

Many people calmed Laila down. Either because of attention or maybe because of a sense of pity. But Laila was still sitting on her mother's grave. Her clothes were already dirty but Laila did not care at all. Until everyone started saying goodbye, Laila still did not budge.

"La, let's go home!" bring Yanti.

"So, don't go home first. Poor Hasna same Kay. I'll follow you later" said Laila.

"La, it's late afternoon. It's dark soon. Let's go!" take Yanti again.

"Not first," said Laila.

Seeing Laila's attitude, Yanti resigned. Hasna who was fussy made him forced to leave Laila alone. Laila is not alone. There's Deri still sitting there. But for Yanti, the existence of Deri will actually make Laila more sad. But what can I do. Hasna was crying, so fussy.

"Bang, I'm the same old boy! Titip Laila," said Yanti.

No response from Deri. Even just a nodding gesture of the head was not visible. But Hasna makes Yanti have to go from there. It's okay, Laila's grown up and knows what to do if Deri suddenly falls apart.

Far beyond belief, after the tomb was only the two of them. Deri who usually always babbles and insults Laila, suddenly shut up. Not making any trouble at all. He just shut up and fell down, probably crying. But Laila did not try to convince her. He's even being as cold as Deri.

"When are you back in Jakarta? There's something I want to talk about" said Deri.

Laila looked around. He made sure that Deri was talking to him. Deri's calm manner of speaking makes Laila distrustful if Deri is talking to her.

"I don't know" Laila replied.

"If you go to Jakarta, bring all your belongings. Don't ever come home again" said Deri.

"Did I upset you?" laila asked while holding her chest.

Laila thought under these circumstances that Deri would be nice to her. It turned out that the silence of Deri did not provide any calm at all. Laila was even expelled on the day of her own mother's funeral.

"Mother does not exist. The house was bought by my father. You don't deserve to be in that house" said Deri.

"My brother said? My father also Bang. Where would I live if not at home? Do you want to upset me?" laila asked as she clenched her hands tightly.

"My father, not your father." Deri leaves Laila.