
Malvino moved out of the study, his eyes already heavy. Many times he yawned, drowsiness began to whack.
Her steps stopped immediately when she saw Sandrina passing into the room.
" Sandrina? Where's he been all those nights? " immediately Malvino walked towards his daughter's room.
At the push of the door knob of the room, it happened to be unlocked until Malvino could go straight in.
Malvino was surprised to see Sandrina standing behind him with blood dripping on the child's left hand, the drops of blood falling soaked in ceramics.
" Sandrina? What the hell's going on? " Malvino approached Sandrina, turning her daughter's body back to her, and reaching for a small hand that was now wounded and bleeding.
" Geez, take a minute for Papi to take the medicine first. " Without waiting for Sandrina's reason for her injury, Malvino immediately searched for a medicine and water box to treat and wash the wound on her hand.
Sandrina just kept quiet and answered nothing when Malvino again cleaned his wound and the boy remained silent.
In a panic he washed Sandrina's hands, after a clean taste immediately he gave antiseptic drugs and wrapped with bandages.
Malvino looked at his daughter who did not feel the slightest pain even though the wound on his palm was deep enough that even his fingers appeared full of wounds. A child of Sandrina's age would cry when injured like now.
" Why is it like this? From where you were, papi saw that you had run out from the outside and had just entered the room, "look at Malvino.
Sandrina stared intently at herself, feeling foreign to Malvino.
" Sandrina, replied Papi ! "
Slowly Sandrina's index finger now leads to the corner of the room where a vase of flowers appear to break scattered there. Though it was like Malvino did not see the shards of the vase, or maybe because he panicked and did not pay attention around?
" So your hand was hit by the shard of that vase? " ask Malvino who was nodded slowly by Sandrina.
It could be like that, and maybe his son was out to seek help. Thought Malvino though still feels awkward. Malvino immediately cleaned up the shards and threw them in the trash.
" Sandrina is bobo again, it's night. Want Papi to accompany? "
Soon Sandrina shook her head.
" Yes, Sandrina Bobo ! " Malvino laid his daughter on the bed and covered her.
Malvino grabbed the medicine box and the water container then left Sandrina alone in her room. Malvino thought Sandrina would go straight to sleep.
Sandrina did look different than usual, but Malvino thought it was all because of an accident the other day that caused Sandrina to be more quiet. Malvino also intends to check Sandrina's head which he thinks changes Sandrina's attitude currently has something to do with the impact on the child's head.
The next morning, the,
" Papi see more and more days Sandrina more quiet, do we try to check again he to the Doctor? " ask Malvino who was preparing to leave for work.
" But Sandrina's X-ray is fine. " You're getting anxious, because Sandrina's attitude is so cold and doesn't talk much.
" Or we take it to a psychiatrist, "cited Malvino.
" What? Papi thinks Sandrina's crazy? No, I disagree ! " Andara rounded her eyes, she bent her face turning her gaze towards the window of the room, looking straight ahead of her.
" It's not mam. To go to a psychiatrist does not mean crazy, it's possible that Sandrina was depressed by something that made him quiet as he is now, " explains Malvino while hugging his wife from behind. Andara is still frowning.
" We'd better re-route it than Sandrina's taken to a psychiatrist. " Andara brushed off her husband's arms passed away going out, down the stairs to her daughter's room.
Andara opened the door of Sandrina's room, there was a giggling sound Sandrina in there.
The boy was playing in bed with the dolls. Andara frowned as she felt something strange in her daughter's laughter. A quivering laughter can crush the feathers.
Andara moved a step, approaching Sandrina who was now sitting on her back.
" Dear, " cried Andara but Sandrina flinched. The boy was still engrossed in playing without caring for his Mama's call.
" Lad, we have breakfast. Papi's waiting in the dining room, yuk ! " Now you are sitting next to Sandrina.
The boy's face was not clearly covered in his long hair. Somehow your heart seemed to beat fast, hesitantly he flicked his daughter's hair.
Andara glared in surprise at the bandage wrapped in Sandrina's palm that was now touching her skin.
" Geez, son, what's your hand? " Sandrina grabbed that pale-looking tiny hand.
" I'm sorry Mam, I forgot to say that Sandrina was hit by broken glass last night. " Malvino suddenly appears standing in the doorway, Andara turns to him and turns to look at the wound in Sandrina's hand.
Obviously Andara was worried about seeing the wound on her daughter's palm.
" Let's relax, Mom, I've treated the wound. We have breakfast, and I have to go to work. " Malvino glanced at the watch in hand then moved from there towards the dining room.
" You okay? " Andara looked closely at the bead of her daughter's eyes which now turned to her.
Sandrina just nodded slowly.
" We have breakfast. "
Back Sandrina replied with a slow nod.
In the dining room Malvino had already started breakfast. Andara chose to sit next to Sandrina.
While Mbok Darmi is busy in the kitchen which is still one room with a dining room.
Andara immediately grabbed the bread and applied strawberry jam on it. Sandrina's favorite food.
Finished making bread for Sandrina, at the sodorkan bread was on his daughter.
But Sandrina shook her head, her eyes starting to wander around like looking for something. And the bead of his eyes stopped at one point, staring at Mbok Darmi who was washing raw chicken meat.
" Sandrina wants to eat chicken? " You have a piece of bread on the plate, he thinks Sandrina wants another meal instead of the bread she made.
Sandrina nodded slowly with eyes not separated from Mbok Darmi who was still busy washing raw meat.
" The chicken fried mbok is now yes ! " andara's decree made Mbok Darmi turn to the side.
" Yes Ma'am. But Mbok bought the fuel first, it was forgetfulness. After this mbok to the stall, " said Mbok Darmi who then left the meat he had washed clean.
" Don't be long Mbok, Sandrina must be a laper ! " said Andara.
" Yes Ma'am. " Mbok Darmi rushed out through the back door, towards the stall not far from home.
" Mom, please get my phone upstairs. It was forgetfulness, " said Malvino who had just finished breakfast.
" I'm waiting outside, I'm having a bad time ! " Malvino hurried to leave the dining room, followed by Andara who was ordered to bring a cell phone in their room.
Only Sandrina was there. Sandrina's eyes were round looking at the chicken meat near the sink. Then he approached eating some pieces of raw chicken meat with greed. After being satisfied and full, he sat back in the chair with a mouthful and fishy smell.
Mbok Darmi was scattered from the back door with a yellow smooth spice in his hand. Instantly he was surprised when he found the raw chicken he was washing was messy and even lost a few pieces.
Mbok Darmi who was dumbfounded turned to Sandrina who was sitting like a statue.
" Why Mbok? " Andara emerged from another room, astonished to see Mbok Darmi stupefied in front of the kitchen table.
" His chicken is partially. " Mbok Darmi now glanced at Sandrina whose mouth seemed troubled.
" Ilang? How can? Is there a cat? " Andara was astonished but he did not have time to look at his daughter's suspicious face.
" There was a cat. Sandrina did not want to eat later, "said Sandrina in a flat voice and went straight away from the place.
" Sandrina wait ! " Andara chased after her daughter but unfortunately Sandrina locked the door of the room, locked herself in her room.
" Daughter, open the door ! " you exclaimed by knocking on the door of the room many times.
There's no answer. Andara was anxious but she tried to throw away all her negative thoughts. And choose to sit in the television room. While Mbok Darmi began to be suspicious of Sandrina's movements that felt increasingly strange.