Like a Former Nail
Episodes 10.2
“Does Mother hate me...” Gebri gulped down his milk once more, his heart now rumbling loudly, so nervous and afraid that his words would make matters worse. “Because I was pregnant out of wedlock?”
Rasti quickly moved his head left and right. “No. Never once did Mother hate you.”
“Then why did Mother's attitude change almost five years ago?”
Suddenly Rasti tears out, forming a line that thrashed Gebri until his eyes wide. He immediately shifted his seat to get closer to Rasti's seat.
”Why is Mother crying? Have I hurt Mother's feelings?” gebri said while removing traces of tears that wet both cheeks Rasti. “Bun, I'm sorry if any of my words hurt you. I didn't mean—”
“Do not! Don't apologize to Mother! It should be Mother who apologizes to you for making you suffer all this time.”
Gebri shook his head. “No Bun. It's not Mother who should apologize, but I. All this time I have made Mother suffer with my disgrace, made Mother scorned by people, and made the Father's family hate Mother. I'm really sorry, Bun. I've been disobeying you.” Now that Gebri's body hugged Rasti's body, her tears involuntarily descended adorning both of her cheeks.
“What-do you hate Mother?” lirih Rasti was stammered and barely audible, the sound of sobbing crying still outstripped, his arms trapping Gebri's body, replying to the crib from his eldest son.
“No, Bun. Never once did that feeling cross my mind.”
“Are you angry with Mommy?”
“No, Bun,” shook Gebri while slightly loosening their arms, rubbing his eyes that looked blurry, tears so profusely adorned his two manics. “But I was just confused and wondering, why did Mother's attitude change to me. I miss the figure of the Mother who used to tell me many things and always asked me to joke,” he continued while staring at the two eyes of Rasti who was still wet.
Rasti re-captured Gebri's body before saying, “Sorry. Forgive Mother. Mother does not intend to hurt your heart. Mother only feels so guilty every time she sees your face.”
“I'm sorry, Bun.”
For a number of times, Gebri again issued his apology.
“Mother who should apologize. Not you. Mother has made you suffer for not demanding Rion.”
“After hearing the news of my pregnancy, Mommy was so sturdy as to hold Rion accountable. But suddenly Mother told me to keep it a secret.” Gebri slightly took a breath, gave a pause before continuing his sentence, looking so gambled. “Actually what happened, Bun?”
Tears Rasti again poked, re-wetting and flowing on both cheeks. Even now the cry seemed louder than it was a few minutes ago, making Gebri condone his actions. Indeed, he should not question the events of five years ago, must have opened the old wounds that had been experienced by the Mother, who was always berated and cursed by people around.
“Bun, I'm sorry. If Mother does not want—”
“Co-try first Mother does not borrow money to them, surely you will not be this miserable, and the relationship between us must be fine at all,” said Rasti stammered with a cry that turned to sobbing.
Gebri said nothing, enough to be a listener that Koning often did while listening to his story. Maybe this is the beginning to re-improve and start a relationship that had been chaotic between them.
“Mother by then was very confused. Mother has tried to contact some families who might be able to help us, but they are in quite difficult conditions. Meanwhile, Galang must be operated immediately and the hospital will handle it if there is a security deposit,” said Rasti while once sobbing.
Benak Gebri looked up to Saturday afternoon in mid-April five years ago, when he and Rasti received the sad news that Galang had a hit-and-run. After the middle-aged woman conversed with the doctor, Rasti instantly disappeared for nearly three hours.
“So Mommy came to the house of Fernandez family, tried to ask for help,” continued Rasti again, the clear grains back in her eyes and peppered in both eyes, some back to track both cheeks.
Gebri moved his fingers to Rasti's face, gently rubbing the flow of tears that adorned his face.
“Father Rion wants to lend even give it, but with two conditions. We must not tell you that the baby belongs to Rion and we must not hold her accountable either,” Rasti said with a roaring cry, spilling the tightness that filled her heart long ago.
Gebri's tears could not be held back, the clear grains came back out, he seemed to be able to feel Rasti's feelings all along.
“Since then, every time you see you, you always feel guilty, always feel unworthy to be your mother. Mother should ease your burden, but Mother actually plunged you into suffering,” he added, Rasti's arm caught Gebri's body into his arms. “Im sorry Mommy. Forgive Mommy, Geb. Forgive Mother,” softly on the sidelines of the sound of crying that is still hot, while Gebri's arm replied to his embrace, embracing so tightly, so closely, hope the burden stored in the heart of women in their late 30s can disappear.
The night was getting late, the cries of Gebri and Rasti were still heard. Once inside the room, when Gebri decided to sleep with his mother, the sound of crying with apologies that said to each other was still heard. Fortunately the residents in this house did not wake up, they must have slept well so they feel unperturbed. And before moving to dreamland in the warm embrace of Rasti, after being in Yogyakarta later, Gebri promised to treat the glasses girl. Thanks to his advice, maybe the relationship with Rasti will change, for the better.
Thank you, Kon, Inner Gebri just before drowsiness attacked him.
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“After arriving at kosan, do not forget to put this tempe dry into the jar.”
“Yes, Bun,” Gebri replied while nodding his head and eyes watching Rasti's activities that were already struggling on the dining table.
“Yes, Bun.” Gebri again nodded his head, his lips did not stop to smile with a face of sumringah. This is the figure of the Mother he used to know, a little chatty and attentive.
“Don't bring the motor speeding, Lang! Relax,” exclaimed Rasti who now turned to the figure of Galang who was sitting on a chair with a stone plate in front of him, once in a while her hand fingers seemed fun to draw dry tempe in a dressing of sugar and soy sauce.
“Sip, Bun,” reply Error by showing his thumb. “I want to heatin the motor first in front,” continued while standing, do not forget to take a few slices of tempe and put in his palm, intending to eat it while heading to the terrace of the house.
Since the tearful conversation at that time, the relationship between Gebri and Rasti really could be said to be very good, their relationship back to how it was before their meeting with the Fernandez family. They joked again, joking with frowns, judging Galang until the teenager put on a pouting face, and also began to tell a lot of things, he said, from daily activities to funny events that have been experienced. Gebri also did not forget to tell about the girl with glasses toothed gussul who hobby shopping and suddenly became a wise girl after listening to her dark story. Suddenly, he missed the girl.
Gebri glanced at Rasti who was still wrapping some food to take to Yogyakarta. There are actually two things that have not been told to the woman who is now wearing a flower-patterned negligee and glasses perched on her nose. About Rion's one faculty and meeting with Rion's mother and brother. Whether out of laziness or fear of ruining the atmosphere, up until these two days he still hid that fact, even though he knew it was good for him to tell his mother, maybe Rasti can give a message on what to do to face the family, especially facing Rion who is increasingly contacting him. Even this morning, a message from Rion again appeared in his Line inbox.
“Bun,” call Gebri replied by muttering by Rasti. “I met Rion and his family,” he said that immediately stopped the movement of Rasti who still put some food into plastic.
“Did they hurt you?”
Gebri's head quickly shook his head and Rasti immediately exhaled.
“Actually Rion one faculty with me.”
“Then where did you meet his family?” asked Rasti while approaching Gebri's position.
“Di Dunkin’ Donuts while accompanying Koning there.”
“Did they say something?”
Lama Gebri was silent. Baffled. Should he say it?
“Did they say something to you, Geb?” rework Rasti who now more shifted the seat he just sat closer to Gebri, until their knees meet each other.
“They asked about my baby.”
“Did you say about him?”
Gebri shook his head, then said with a puzzled look. “I should how, Bun?”
Rasti slightly took a breath, then exhaled it. Stared at the two beads Gebri. “Mothers still feel hurt with their attitude. However, Rion remains his biological father and is entitled to know about him, as well as the Rion family. Your son remains part of their family.”
“Should I tell you about him, Bun?”
Gebri still seems unsure, did not Rasti told him not to deal with the Fernandez family again.
“Geb, listen to Mommy!” rasti said with a fixed look at Gebri's eyes. “Even though they have hurt us, but their blood still flows in the blood of your son. They have the right to know about him.”
Gebri just nodded his head, then resumed the sentence, “There is one more thing I want to say to you, Bun.”
“Say Geb!”
“One of my faculty, maybe one of my campuses already knows that I was pregnant and Rion was her father.”
Rasti Kontan's eyes widened. So surprised. His mind began to wonder, whether Gebri again get discrimination like in his first high school, when they still live in Jakarta. Just thinking about it made Rasti's chest tight, both of Rasti's beads began to look teary. Until when the only princess will continue to suffer.
“I'm fine, Bun. Please don't cry!”
“Force Mother, Geb.”
Finally, Rasti's cry broke again.
“Don't cry, Bun. I am fine and I promise, after saying about my baby to Rion, I will never want to deal with him again. I'll focus more on my studies. I want to make Mommy proud,” Gebri said as she stroked Rasti's face, wiped away traces of tears that were flowing, and then hugged her.
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