Worshiping Mother, Forgetting Daddy
His face was on a pillow
“Kin, you don't play first?”
Kinan shook his head as Aisha asked him
“I want to go straight home aj” replied Kinan, his face he made as if he was tired of school all day. Aisha smiled with understanding
”already, besides that your father has picked up”ucap Aisha, while pointing towards the back of Kinan.
The little girl froze at the words of Aisha, Her father whom she had not met for almost a week, was heard in the speech of this child.
Kinan turned around, and he saw his father standing at the gate of his school.
his gaze trembled, his fingers squeezing the rope of his bag.
A moment later, he ran straight to his father.
”Dad!”his exclamation from afar, can be seen the smile of the Father who was glittering.
Until finally the father ducked and caught the body of Kinan who ran to him
”Dad why don't you go home?”said Kinan quietly with his sad face.
The father smiled faintly looking at the thousands of hidden emotions on that innocent face
”engga really, dad must be home. How are you?”ask the father, and that's where the conversation between the two begins.
About how life goes on without each other.
Late in time, the father accompanied him all the way home,
Now stop the steps are right limited between the road and the yard of the house.
Kinan who walked first turned to look at his father in confusion
”kok Dad didn't come in?”asked Kinan, but again his father just smiled.
“Dad here just want to see you first before leaving again”ucap the Father, making Kinan walk back to meet him trembling.
can the father see the Princess's face flushed with tears
”Where else is he going? Where does Dad work? Going home again?”kinan asked in a row with his voice that sounded raucous.
The father averted his gaze, reluctantly staring at Kinan who was starting to cry
”you just calm down, later Dad comes home, kok”ucap the Father while gently rubbing both shoulders Kinan trembling.
A moment later a car horn was heard from a distance, making the two of them stare at the black car at the end of the road
”already yes, Dad's friend has already picked up. This is money for you with Aldo jajan yah”ucap the Father while handing a hundred thousand bills to Kinan.
”promise yes rumah”ucap Kinan again, making a smile back ketir engraved on the lips of the Father
”iya,Kinan” replied the father, then he stood up and walked towards the black car earlier.
leaving Kinan standing to see him go from afar.
Kinan held out his hand as he saw his father praying to him from the car, and just after the car was far from his sight.
the little girl ran towards her house,
inside the quiet house, he headed to his room.
his face was fixed on a pillow, then he cried. His thin voice turned raucous as his throat dried up.
Bitterer.
her tears were bitter, very bitter.
until he kept ruining her from the sides of his lips, for this was not a sulking cry, but a cry in which he felt weak for himself and his life.
“Assalammualaikum”voice from the front door that made his cry thin.
he could hear footsteps in the kitchen, it was his mother and sister who had just returned home.
“Kin,Kinan”call His Mother,
Kinan broke his face in a hurry,
his fingers trembled and with hurried steps he walked towards the door of his room.
He opened the door slowly, then let a bit of his face appear on the doorstep
”eh I've gone home”seru Kinan with the voice he forced.
“Yes, you haven't eaten yet, have you? Wait a moment well, mom used to take a bath just cooked”ucap the mother while putting the items she brought from the garden.
But, Kinan knew it was a lie.
either way, you have to make money to survive now.
”Kinan also just arrived home, if so Kinan change uniform first yes bu”ucap Kinan then close the door of his room.
heavy, really heavy.
just a week ago, it was already very difficult for him to conquer.
Somehow years will come.
maybe if people say, this is the name that is matured by circumstances.
Kinan laughed in his heart.
because it felt strange for him to have understood all these things in such a short time.
It was as if he was asked to understand about everything that happened, that it would be difficult for him not to take it for granted.
After a while, Kinan came out of his room.
he saw the mother was sitting at the dining table while her fingers cleaned the cassava leaves.
“Kinan help ya bu”ucap Kinan, then sit next to his mother.
Tick ticks
The sound of the cassava leaf fracture became a silent breaker between the two, Kinan occasionally glanced at his mother who looked calm.
Feeling noticed the mother also opened her voice
”why Kinan? Anyone want you to talk to me about Mom?”said the mother with a faint smile at a glance towards Kinan who was still silent, then went back to clean the cassava leaves.
Kinan thought, whether Mom had forgotten what happened or mom was like this.
He thought for a long time, Kinan began to speak
“So Kinan met Ayah”ucap Kinan, the Mother gasped for a moment, her fingers motionless and silent for a moment.
Can Kinan see the mother's netra moving uneasily, as if something was being held back.
”K-kin meet Dad where?”ask the mother who is now looking at him with a stern look.
“School, and then I drove home”ucap Kinan, made the mother get off that chair.
resting on her knees, Mother tried to equalize her height with Kinan who was still sitting in a chair.
“Mom's answer, then Where's your father?”the mother asked slightly pressed her sentence, unconsciously squeezing Kinan's arm.
“B-bu hand Kin-“
“Mom's answer, Kinan”sela Mother, made Kinan feel difficult because the squeeze felt painful for him
“Bu, sick”ringis Kinan with tear circles that began to appear in both eyes.
The Mother kept looking at him with a nyalang, can Kinan see the two eyes reddened holding back the crying and anger
”Bu, sick ma'am! Mom!” Ringis Kinan while crying grimaced trying to escape from the grasp of the Mother.
“KINAN, ANSWER KINAN!”
”Bu, Sicktt lepasinn buu”
”KIN! ANSWER MOM!”
”Bu!!”sahut Kinan again with his cries that are now overflowing.
It also made her mother realize,
the grip just slipped off, making the mother retreated to sit on the floor in surprise.
With his red eyes, he looked at his fingers, then he noticed Kinan's red-marked arm.
Mother moved deftly closer towards Kinan who was still crying loudly,
the little body was seized and kissed on the painful arm.
”maafin mom,Kinan. Sorry mom”tap the Mom repeatedly to Kinan, repeatedly like a pardon.
“Sorry mom, sorry mom”do and keep saying it spoken in that little kitchen,
Non-stop, non-stop and non-stop.
