Ice Cream
Birth city

A few months later....

Footsteps descend from the inter-provincial bus to a terminal stop at their destination. Ryan lifted a large bag and a suitcase filled with all the clothes.

Not a difficult thing, even fairly light because there is not much they carry, while all the furniture in the rented house, has been sold out and leaves some items as mementos of the deceased father's legacy.

Ryan looked at his mother's face so seriously, he understood, how strong his mother's decision was just by reading the look on it. All the bad things that happened, made them choose to go home and live in the place where the father lived first.

They are not fleeing from mistakes they have not made. But just by leaving, it could be a new life for them to live, without needing to look again at the faces of those who had already given contempt.

Walking down the small road that passes the neighboring houses, there are many things changed, the road used to be just a gravel-lined land, now it has become a fine paved road.

The vacant lands that used to be where Ryan played football with old friends, have changed with the houses of the people.

On their way to where his father used to live, Ryan watched as he was about to speak.

"Ryan, remember mom's request, don't ever make the same mistake, we're still lucky that those people didn't put you in jail." Said the mother in a gloomy mood.

But Ryan obviously threw away a face in annoyance...."I don't accept what they've done, what we've got is an insult. Mommy."

"You want to accept it or not, what can we do?, they can buy the truth, and we just get the rest for them to laugh at." Answer mother.

Ryan realized, the answer from the mother is what they are experiencing now, without being able to fight for the injustice of the rich people, now they must be able to accept the reality.

"But mother..."

"Have forgotten that, I don't want to remember everything that has happened, I just want, this one chance, you learn to be patient, that's it, that's it, and make them pay insult to us in the future." Said the mother.

Ryan could not refuse that request.

Her mother did not care about her pride, she knelt down for her son's safety, even though it was tantamount to accepting a mistake that never happened. But if Ryan can't handle what you're saying, then he'll feel guilty for wasting his plea.

Ryan saw for himself that the life he lived was from the struggle of the mother, he did not want that hope to be destroyed a second time.

"I understand mother." Ryan replied obediently.

"Well, if you understand, we'd better talk at home."

The house that his mother said was the home of his father's family, it was not large, even small, standing at the end of the road, long uninhabited, it was not, so it is certain that there are many spiders invading with all the nests in every corner.

There was no other choice, this was all they could occupy as a residence to continue living a new life.

When you are at the door of an old house. Ryan could still remember the life he once had in this place, even though the region where Ryan lived, was only filled with poor people.

The rich live across the street, in elite housing for the glamorous lives they have.

Of course the memory of the past, only the repetition of events depicted in his brain, even some things he could not remember clearly. There was a lot of happiness for Ryan to get, the friends he had since childhood, and a shy girl who always stuck close to him.

"Time is cruel, it leaves behind memories that make me miss the happy life."

In those days, Ryan was just a little kid to fuss over who would be the red rangers, who could climb trees, and everything without needing to know the bitterness of life.

But from there Ryan must convince himself that the world will not be good to the poor like himself, he is forced to grow up by circumstances, leaving sweet memories and must fight hard for happiness.

Years ago, his father and mother lived in this city, as well as being the birthplace of Ryan. A happy family even with simple circumstances.

In that simplicity they put together the story of life as a harmonious family full of laughter and happiness in every day. Ryan also lives healthy, smart and also high social spirit.

For Ryan the father figure is the number one hero in the world, he never angry, smiling sincerely and sincerely. Although there are times when Ryan whines for toys just like his friends.

But the father would smile and say ... "Prophey, I'll buy it."

Waiting weeks until the money is collected just for a remote-controlled toy car, but that is the form of affection from the father that Ryan never forgets.

Graduated from elementary school where his father got an increase in office and required Ryan to move to Jakarta.

For a long time, many things happened, work accidents that took the life of the father, then the mother who had to try hard to meet the needs of her life in the big city.

All sorts of things about rent, electricity bills, garbage bills, PAM water bills, payable bills from stalls, and all the almost absurd dues.

Yes, because there are no August dues that they asked for in March, the humans use all means to earn money.

Stepping into the old, age-consuming courtyard of an old house, weeds thrived in the yard after being abandoned for many years.

Opening the door, the walls were shabby with faded paint, the smell of weathered wood and cobwebs proliferated rapidly. There is also a swarm of ants they make the colony control the wall to holes.

Soon enough, Ryan and his mother reorganized the house and rearranged the furniture they had long left behind.

"Why are we back in town, mother ?." Ask Ryan.

"Mom's fed up with everything that's going on in our family, I want to solve a problem that's been a quiet mom."

Ryan was curious, because he had been following his mother's wish from the beginning to return to this place..."It's a matter of what you want to solve."

"You don't need to know, because this is about your father's promise to someone." Her mother replied firmly.

Ryan couldn't ask more about what was going on in his family when his mother refused to speak. But Ryan could feel the complexity on his mother's face.