WOMEN WITHOUT TEARS

Unveiled

For now, it is enough to avoid dance first from mother, as much as possible. Piling up hatred for mom. Like this afternoon, back Dance should avoid mother's anger. This morning, before Tari went to school. Mother has ordered Dance with threats. Later in the afternoon, Tari has to take care of the chicken.

"Let's eat chicken !. Put it in the cage !. Know you, b*b*!.." so mother's message.

Because this afternoon, I have to attend my aunt's niece's wedding invitation. If the name is an invitation, this is the pleasure of the mother. Arguably one of mom's hobbies. Because what immediately appeared to the mother's mind was the dish, the food.

Surely many and delicious. All kinds of food must be eaten by mothers. Remember that.is eaten, not tasted. Even wear it a few times. Then there are also those who are put in a canteen to take home. Yaahhh. Though the contents of the mother's envelope are not more than two thousand rupiah.

Especially if the one who has a dream is his family. Must be a big loss for the family who invited him. Or anyone who invited his mother, guaranteed a loss.

Indeed, the majority of the mother's family belongs to the upper class economy. Some people even belong to the jet set. That's why I'm often angry with my dad. Dad was only a civil servant in the lowest class. Just know how to do routines according to protocol.

Far from my mother's expectations. When you marry dad. Hope mom, dad can be a little left right. Let's quickly go up the department. Many sources of money came in and I became the mistress of the office. That was my mother's hope. But yahh.hope of mother foundered in the innocence of father. Mom was angry and had to teach dad how to rise quickly.

That's how it looks about mom's background. We're back in the dance.

Spontaneous Dance cheered happily got the order. Until Tari forgets there is a threat of mother tucked behind the order. Dance is only thought to utilize aji mumpung. Mumpung mother of legislation and definitely not possible to go home quickly.. Dance so had a chance to play around after school.

Mumpung-mumpung Dance that will first arrive at home, rather than mother. Can dispel the chickens mother to immediately enter the cage. No need to feed. Dancing was once overnight in a chicken coop, without being fed and drunk. The tidai dance is dead. Until now Dance is fine.

Eee. Before the dance arrived home. The sound of the mother's loud screams, instantly sounded. As soon as Tari was just about to walk into the house on a leisurely walk.

Dance gasped in shock and panic. Run quickly to the side of the house. Percis next to mom and dad's bedroom. Indeed their house, on the left and right side there are about one meter of empty land. To the wall around their house. That was the empty land where my mother's chickens roamed free.

So there is a lot of chicken around their house. If one steps a little, ****!.definitely trampling chicken manure. Fuck that for now. Dance is caught, so just step in. Hiding between blocks and unused wood. Fortunately arranged neatly by the father, propped up against the outside wall of their bedroom.

Dance Plan, from there she will walk sagging. Heading to the back of the house. Not going straight into the house. Looking for another hiding place among the banana trees. Coincidentally all over the backyard. Up to the chicken coop, planted by a mother of banana trees.

Well...Dance will hide behind one of those banana trees. Look at my mother from there. If it is safe, then Dari will run to his bedroom. Locking his bedroom door and hiding in his bed. Amanlah Dance...

One more step the dance plan will work. Dance should really make sure mom is still in front of the house. Seeking himself with rage. Though Tari was behind one of the mother's banana trees. Peeping into the house. Seems safe...Taripun stuck out one leg to come out of hiding.

"Tariiiii..!!!.." Suddenly mother's voice was stung so close. Panic and confused dance. I thought, I must have seen it. Dance came out and ran towards the warehouse in front of this banana tree plant. There's no other choice but that warehouse. Even though Dance really hates getting into that barn.

In addition to its position, it is adjacent to Mbah Kahpok's room. (Tari now knows the name of the 'ghost figure'). Dance is also very fond of the dark, slovenly, messy warehouse atmosphere and the shoulders of rats. Similar to chicken coop. The difference is the chicken coop, the smell of chicken shit. Warehouse stinks rat shit.

But forced to dance must learn to hide in the warehouse. Must love the atmosphere of the warehouse. Isn't a dark place a safe place to celebrate ?. Like their warehouse. In addition, it will soon be night beginning. It must be very safe in the warehouse. Wait for mom to leave again soon. Habits fulfill.

There's an old wardrobe in the barn. Dance will hide in the closet. His body could have gone into that closet. Even if you have to breathe in it. Because the closet is just a two-door closet. Sharing oxygen with cockroaches or rats. Ah. nah, let alone the animal in the closet. Make the closet as their hiding place, like the current Dance. No matter what it is important to be safe from your mother.

Some time Dance kept silent in that closet. Until Tari feels sure, that mother will not suspect her presence in the closet.

"Tariiiii!!!." came another mother's cry. Almost Dance was shocked. I didn't know that I was still looking for him.

"Why not go yet" whispered Dance in her heart, disappointed and upset.

"A jerk fighter !....Watch out for you !...I'm killing you !...I'll break your legs !...."

"Bad 'em !...Where are you jerk !...Crazy woman!..." again mother's voice was very loud and seemed very close.

Dancing shock, wave. Until the sound of 'guzzles' in the closet, very noisy. Due to the impact of the wall of the closet with elbows arms, legs and knees Dance.

Not to mention the loss of his surprise. The old closet door suddenly opened wide. Kreeekkk..kraaakkk. It was the power of your anger that made the door even more broken and almost destroyed.

I stood in front of the closet door. Tracked her waist and widened her eyes, staring at Dari.

"Here you are apparently.*nj*ng !. Get out!.." cried mom. While pulling hair Dance is not thin anymore. Unless it has grown lush, lush, curly and long as a boat. Mom pulls hair Dance. With just one hand. Dragging him out of the closet. While one more hand held the used shoes and hit them in a row to the shoulders and back of Dance.

Dance cannot argue or fight. Especially in pain. Dance could only attempt to fend off and withstand the mother's blow with both her hands. But even his hand was hit. It also made my mother more angry. Feeling challenged by Tari.

Mom's getting angry. Taking out the makian style, swearing oath to Dance. When Tari managed to fend off the mother's blow. Mother's voice is getting louder. Until it was clearly visible veins of his neck. His mouth was also very wide open. His spit splashed onto Tari's face and hair. It's like coming to judge Dance who has made mom angry.

Once Dance's whole body was out of that closet. Mom pulls hair Dance up. Forcing Dance to stand up. Dance was forced to stand, percis in front of the mother. Mom and Dance are the same. Except body weights. Mom's still fat and dancing a skinny dipper from mom.

Unexpectedly, mom pushed strong body Dance. Dance fell, sat down. Go back into the closet. His head and shoulders hit the cupboard. Fortunately, the wood was fragile. So the pain is not wearing.

Dance just resigned, harboring anger. But I haven't yet taken a breath to sigh. Mom lifted the closet door and slammed it towards Tari. Fortunately, the door was blocked by the door. So the door didn't hit the head of Dance.

But that door can close again. Although not close. That door just slid in. To make the mother dissatisfied. Then take some used chairs and tables that are in the warehouse. Put it in front of that door and put it together. Until the door was firmly closed. Didn't give a crack for Tari to get out of that closet.

Pooh !...Dance will not be a crybaby. Although locked in this closet. Why ?..toh with one kick of his foot, the pile of cabinets and chairs can collapse. Dance can come out of this closet. Right now, Dari has no intention of doing that. Dance even feels more comfortable in this closet. Sit quietly quietly in the darkness and silence of the night.

The proof a moment later, the cynical smile of Dance had already expanded a small. A smile for her revenge and hatred for her mother. But unkempt made his eyes glance left and right. Worry and fear. Batapapun Tari trying hard to be brave. There was fear attacking him. Not afraid of my mother coming back. But on the spooky story about the warehouse. Especially if it's night. The story is not just scary. But it's very spooky. Not a story of friends anymore. But the story of the horror films.

Usually the warehouse is used as a place for snakes to nest and breed. Iiii.bulu kuduk Tari had stood. But just for a moment. Then it withered again. When Tari found some holes in the wall of this closet. As big as a billyard ball. The hole was the result of a rat bite. That's why this closet is called damaged and placed in a warehouse.

Fortunately again, the closet was tied to the wall of the warehouse. Actually to manipulate the walls of the warehouse that has not finished its renovation. Still have to add some more bricks. So that the walls are not hollow. Regarding the workers entrusted by the mother, corrupt the funds that have been given. Causing the completion of this warehouse to be delayed until now.

Wall holes and holes in the closet, can be the entrance of moonlight out there. It is quite possible to be a Dance light in this closet. So the darkness around the warehouse will not affect the mind of Tari to imagine bad and scary things.

Little Dance was amused by the moonlight and the holes. Dance so can peek out and find the father with Mbah Kahpok. Planting another tree. The trees they planted grew big. It turns out that the tree is a mango tree.

If mom's chasing Dance. Dance will soon climb that tree. Fortunately, I could not climb trees. Tari had intended to climb the tree. Because the day will be night and the weather is not supportive. Like it's going to rain. So Tari decided to hide behind a banana tree and move into the warehouse. Until she managed to ambush him, the rain did not come down.

Dance watched over father and Mbah Kahpok from the holes. Ayaj was digging a hole in the ground with a hoe. Mbah Kahpok was walking around my father. While carrying a small container that emits smoke. Only this time is different. First, my mother did not participate. Second, now Dance knows. Smoke is not the result of burning garbage. Letting the incense leaves burn. It is a fertile 'fertilizer' to grow the tree. In line with the father's office which is now growing very fertile.

Hhmmm...Mangosteen dance and smiling watching the father and Mbah Kahpok. \*\*\*