Woman
Episode 13: Sorry (2)
Adhan Fajr. After the prayer, the mother quickly headed to Sefti's room, to see the face of her daughter. From the door, Sefti's face paled from a hunger strike.
Want to hug and warm the body of the baby. But now he has to be consistent in being assertive.
“Sef! Wake up! To school.” Fira stroked that messy hair.
“Mother?” he was astonished and immediately brushed off the hand of the mother who was stroking her head.
“Build! To school! Watch out if it's late!” he continued to panic a little while leaving Sefti.
For a few days Sefti did have to get up early in the morning to walk to the ojek base so he could immediately go to the bus stop.
When he arrived, he promised his friends.
“This is the item, you have to try!” exclaim girls with less neat clothes.
“But, this what?” tanya Sefti was afraid.
“Why? You don't want to be a slang kid anymore?” ask one of his three friends.
“Not that, already a week more nyokap I do not give me pocket money!” he said while taking out his thin wallet.
“Sell only Sef, your stuff will be cool all. Rich man!”
“Now ah! I'm afraid I'll get angry again. Yesterday, right, the right I did not go home and tomorrow go home late, it will affect my wallet as well."
“Which ...?” ask friend.
“That's you know, when I come home tomorrow drunk, the time of the incident a week ago just forgot the hell, you guys. I also got hit hard ... It was not again."
“It's what it does! Parah lu,” exclaims his friends.
“No! I don't want to come with you anymore! I need more of my parents than all of you!” he said recklessly, leaving friends who almost a semester this became his friend.
“Sefti!” shouted one of his friends again.
“Udah lah ... Lala. We're looking for someone else, a lot of people here. Umpetin it's the goods,” said someone thin and dry while holding one of his friends.
While on the bus, Sefti kept thinking about what he had done lately.
"Crazy! It's drugs, it's true what Rian said if they're not good friends. So feel guilty about your mother," he thought regretfully.
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Two weeks passed, Sefti began to behave normally to his mother and had not often left the house if there were no urgent group tasks to be completed.
The mother he feared also now began to build closeness with him again. To find out what really happened to Sefti over the past few months. He investigated what Sefti did during his tenth grade.
“Gosh! So all this time pocket money that you love to you, all just for your friends who are rich?” his mother interrogated him in the middle of their conversation that afternoon.
“Yes, his brother at school no one wants to meet Sefti, Bun, besides them. Friends at school say because Sef is rich, they think his friend Sefti ya must the rich!”
“So, only those who want to be friends with you? Didn't he? That's why you want to be fooled haa ... dijerumusin so!” the mother's nagging without pause.
“Iya, sorry!”
“Jeez, Sefti!” Sefti put on a face of contempt. “Mother school you to be a smart person, so as to be a virtuous, reasonable and wise person. So that you learn how to distinguish what is wrong and what is right! Which are the right and which are the bad? Which can and which cannot be done?”
“What? Some medicine? Drugs you mean?”
“Maybe! Don't know, what the fuck,” he answered nervously.
“Gosh! You have become a child who is tired, the value of falling, learning to get drunk and almost aja .... Repent nak... penitent,” scolding the mother while lightly hitting Sefti's shoulder.
“Iya, Sefti has been treated, Sefti kapok! Sefti will not demand pocket money, make up for the mistake. But, mother do not get angry at Sefti again yes .. Mommy sorry Sefti ya?” the door hugged the mother.
“Ya already! Don't mess with them again! Watch out if it gets caught! Anyway until you finish college later, you have to focus on learning not to mess around, not boyfriends."
“Iya!”
“Do not try to decetin them again, so at school you also do not get rich. Let you have a lot of friends,” his mother's advice is full of passion.
***
On returning home from school, Sefti accidentally saw a family photo in the living room and remembered something about the aunt. He immediately told the thing that was happening to the aunt at this time to her mother. Hearing the story of his son, his mother was so surprised because the sister did not tell him anything.
“So mom already knows that aunt Disa is bankrupt?” ask Sefti.
“Ngak also, your aunt just said to the mother, if the restaurant business is not selling well and the company also has problems. That's it! He never said anything about bankruptcy or property seized by the bank,” explained his mother was sad.
Whoa! Mother does not know. Tell me, don't you? Her mind was confused, remembering the promise made to the aunt.
“I'm sorry Sefti yes, Mother, Sefti was late telling this to mother!” sefti continued with a face full of regret. “Actually, aunt Disa did not want about her property seized by the bank until it was known to the mother, just because Sefti at that time forgot to say about bankruptcy. So, all about Sefti's seizure said as well. This is all wrong Sefti!” continued sorry.
“Neither, this is not your fault, mother want your aunt's phone first deh,” between her mother rushed with a little panic. Before long, the navy-colored phone had been stuck near his ear.
“Halo! Assalamualaikum!” said Fira..
“Walaikumsalam!” replied the woman in a voice that sounded limp.
“Dis, where are you now? Brother pick you up huh?”
“Loh what's up, brother? Suddenly?”
“Sefti says that your home and all your property were seized by the bank!”
“No! I'm still home now!” her aunt sounded nervous.
“Dis, if you have a problem, you tell dong same sister?"
“Iya, but-”
“Just wait aja, arentar brother came there and you have to tell me what is really going on.”
“I-i-iya. Yes, my brother! I want to, I have a little business. I'll call again.”
“Ya already ... you wait for ya ..” he said hang up the phone. After calling her sister, Sefti's mother said goodbye to her husband and asked permission to ask Disa the aunt to stay back in their house.
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