Widow Sama The Duda

Goddamn bearer

Laila held her chest for a moment. The feeling of tightness again made him almost unconscious. Many times Laila uttered the word istigfar. Strengthened himself because there was no one else there. Only her and her mother were buried.

"Mom, what is this? Why don't you explain everything to me? What the hell is going on?" laila asked while crying.

It was dark, but Laila did not want to leave. The pain grew and made her want to go with her mother. Until finally the battery light beam disturbed Laila's eyes to blink.

"La, let's go home. We have to study at home" said Yanti.

Yes, until now it was Yanti who was much more concerned about him. Yanti was willing to take her to the funeral because Laila did not come home.

"I'm just here, sister" said Laila.

"Come on. That's Beautiful Ma'am calling you all the time. At least now you go home first, eat, rest. Tomorrow we come here again. Njai here yes," persuaded Yanti.

Lovely Ma'am? At first, Laila did not want to return to Jakarta. Nothing makes him have to work hard and succeed. His mother no longer exists. What is mandated to him is only a hope, not an obligation.

Laila's plan is to continue her online business and survive in her village. Not far from his mother, although now their home is different. But Deri's remarks made all those plans change.

"Come, Brother." Suddenly Laila stood up and even walked first, leaving Yanti still staring at Laila's strange demeanor.

The study was held very simple and was only attended by a few neighbors who were around Laila's house. After finishing her studies, Laila packed her clothes. Yanti who saw all that immediately approached Laila.

"Where are you going?" ask Yanti.

"Turn back to Jakarta Kak" Laila replied as she continued packing her clothes.

"La, but not all the clothes were brought either. What the hell are you?" yanti asked while holding Laila's hand.

Laila stopped and took a deep breath. He looked at Yanti with his eyes glazed over.

"Bang Deri disgraced me. He said I had no right to stay here anymore" Laila said, holding back her tears.

"What?" ask Yanti.

Yanti immediately came out of Laila's room. Looking for Deri to demand an explanation for her words to Laila.

"Do not interfere" said Deri.

"Bang, Laila's your sister. After I'm gone, you only have Laila. Don't that. I must be sad to see it," said Yanti.

"You know nothing. So don't interfere" said Deri.

"If you tell me. What the hell is going on? Laila can't leave this house" Yanti said.

"Whatever," said Deri as he left.

Yanti tries to chase after Deri, but Laila holds her back. Yanti's embrace made Laila feel a little calm. Although Laila does not know when she will be reunited with the sister-in-law whom she already considers her brother.

"La, brother please don't serve Bang Deri. Let her say what. You don't know about Bang Deri" said Yanti.

Laila actually didn't want to leave that house. Had she had to leave, Laila just wanted work and school. After that, he returned to the house he had lived in a dozen years ago. A house full of thousands and even millions of happy memories with his mother.

The study lasts up to a week. After that, Laila met Deri who was sitting on the porch of the house.

"The coffee is Bang" said Laila, holding a steaming cup of coffee on the table.

Laila sat down beside Deri who was still silent. Since the departure of Ms. Rini, Deri has never acted. He never even talked to Laila. The last time Deri spoke to Laila was at the funeral. Gave an obscure yet stifling information to his chest.

Deri didn't respond to anything. He just kept quiet. Enjoying the puff of smoke from the puff of cigarettes on his finger. Laila looked at Deri many times. But Deri did not say a word. Looking towards Laila alone was not.

"Bang, before I go please explain to me. What don't I know exactly?" ask Laila.

Deri looked at Laila sharply then smiled cynically.

"Who heard everything?" ask Deri.

"Ready," answered Laila.

His heart was already irregular. His body began to tremble. It felt unprepared if what he heard turned out to be very painful.

"You're Laila's unlucky carrier. Because of you, mom was depressed and almost killed herself. You bastard. You're the son of a depraved boy who could rape a mother. Father came to mind and sickly when he knew the pregnant mother of the evil boy. My father died after you were born. Your presence makes you burdened psychically and emotionally. You're the father's killer" said Deri.

Laila was still silent. Her tears could no longer be blocked. Both of his hands covered his face until all that sounded was a sobbing of Laila.

"To whom did my Father Bang?" tanya Laila interrupted her sobs.

"Where do I know. Dead times," replied Deri.

"So this is why you hated me all this time?" ask Laila.

"If it wasn't for my mother, I would have kicked you out of the first place. Every time I see you, I imagine your suffering. Get out of here as soon as possible" said Deri.

"Bang, I don't want to be born with this kind of situation. But at least we are the same womb. We were born of the same great woman Bang. Can you not accept me one bit?" ask Laila.

"Stop crying in front of me. My crying is longer and more painful" said Deri.

"No one would be born if it were like this. But this is fate. I have no one but my brother" said Laila.

"I'm better off on my own and have no one than there should be any bond with you" said Deri.

Laila took a deep breath. Enough already! Laila was already extremely worthless in Deri's eyes. Free he dropped his pride. Deri won't pity him. He'll just look like shit in Deri's eyes.

It was enough with all the insults and insults that Deri had given him. Laila deserves to be happy in her own way. Deri never considered it again. What else should he pursue in his village?

At the moment Laila just wants to go to Jakarta immediately. Organize his new life. Forgetting all the memories carved into his head. Composing the next life plan as a human being.

Nah! There's Beautiful Ma'am. People who love him sincerely. There is still hope for Laila to be happy. His future can still be laid out well even though Laila is alone.

Last night at the house Laila used it well. He talked to Yanti and her two nephews. Though full of wounds and tears, Laila is happy to have them in her life.

"Lala don't forget Kay, yes" said Kayla.

"Surely Kay. Lala can't forget Kay and Hasna" Laila said.

"Thank you La. Teacher Kay pinter said. Kay said to Teacher Kay, Lala was taught. Later if Kay has PR, Kay calls Lala." Kayla hugged Laila.

Kay's embrace soon followed Hasna who made Laila feel not alone. His two nephews made too wonderful memories in Laila's life. Moreover, Yanti's role is very extraordinary in Laila's life. Financing all the needs of Laila school at Junior High School.

Laila smiled withstanding the pain as she recalled how fierce she was. Teach Kayla to read and count until finally Kayla can be like any other child who goes to Kindergarten. Although they only studied at home, Kayla managed to follow the other friends.

Laila is now in SD. Laila promised to take Kayla to school. Laila also promised to teach Kayla to the class champion. But now the promise is only a painful memory for both.