Love on the verge of suffering
Mild Therapy

Zifa woke up when Zara, who was in her lap, woke up first. "Ifa, where is this?" ask Zara as if she doesn't remember what she did last night.

"Are you awake?" asked Zifa with her hoarse voice, and also the life that had not been collected perfectly. The head is also slightly throbbing, probably because he is still very sleep deprived. "It's in Kemal's car, you want to get down and get in the house?" ask Zifa again in a softer voice. Well since the incident Zara ran away from home because of her yelling, so Zifa promised that she would learn to restrain her emotions, she did not want to make Zara scared and run away from home again.

"Silver hungry Ifa," said Zara who turned out maybe he woke up because of hunger, especially the condition of Zara who was pregnant, so easily hungry. Zifa glanced at the steering wheel where Kemal was still sound asleep. The man was also only able to fall asleep after the morning dawn. So even with Zifa the same can just closed his eyes perfectly after dawn, and now he is forced to wake up at six o'clock in the morning. 

"Then let's go downstairs and cook with brother?" ask Zifa to forget about her mother. Maybe if Zifa invites Zara to cook with her she will forget the mother who is not there. Well, Zifa knew from her mother first, that her brother was a hobby with kitchen activities whether cooking or whatever, and the mother also always invites Zara to help him when cooking and Zara will be more dominant to cook. Zara also actually has a weakness that is if it tastes good, but because the mother is afraid that her brother who cooks it will be exposed to hot oil and hot water, he said, until this time the mother who always cook food for them. His role is only to help. 

"Come, later Ara will help Ifa cook," said Zara, back cheerful. So Zifa also felt a little relief because her brother who no longer asked where her mother was. Honestly, such questions that make Zifa hooked his emotions. She hasn't let her mother go yet. In her little heart, Zifa still continued to pray that this was just a dream, this was just a prank whose theme was made to give her birthday surprise. Until when will Zifa continue to hope in her little heart that all that befalls her is just a prank or a dream? Either he himself did not believe his feelings. 

The brothers got down from Kemal's car and into the house that began later tonight Zifa had to start moving from that house, a house of memories that will always be a place to carve out her fondest memories. There are many moments in this house that Zifa cannot escape. So Zifa plans not to sell this house. Even Zifa wants if there is more sustenance, someday he will rebuild this house into a more decent home for himself and his brother to live in. 

Of course, everything he will do if he has found the answer to the death of his mother, and also for the bad luck that befell his brother. Zifa also still remembers his mother's ambition is to build this house so that if the rain no longer leaks in some rooms because the tile may have broken, or shifted, but material constraints that make mothers choose to temporarily contain leaks with buckets and basins, later if there is new sustenance will be replaced tile. But everything has not materialized. His mother was called by God. And now it is fate that forces Zifa to temporarily leave this house. 

"What are we cooking, brother?" ask Zifa for her brother to decide what food she wants this morning. Maybe the baby in the womb kakanya want something, so Zifa can obey. Like that's about the reason Zifa asked her sister what she wanted to eat?

"Fried rice Fa," Zara replied enthusiastically. 

Zifa let her brother concoct seasonings for fried rice dishes, and she observed them." Well, maybe what Kemal means is that this kind of therapy is remembering from trivial things to things that are quite heavy," Zifa's inner self, there is a sense of regret, he said, why since long ago he did not get to think up to small things like this. It is possible that if Zifa trained her brother with memories like this she would likely remember all the events that happened to her. 

"It is too late to say that it is not too late," Zifa's inner spirit re-ignited to train her brother to remember the small things first.

"What's this brother called?" ask Zifa while pointing at the garlic.

Zara did not answer him immediately. The woman seemed to be twitching her forehead as if she was remembering something. Zara took the thing in Zifa's hand and peeled it off and kissed it.

"It's garlic, Ifa," Zara replied as she returned a clove of garlic she had peeled and chopped into two.

"Do you know who this garlic is from? What is this then?" asked Zifa again, she was practicing to invite Zara to interact by training her memory remember it from light things first.

Zara took the thing in her sister's hand again and again her brother kissed her. "It's ginger. Mom said it was ginger, it was garlic" Zara said, pointing to the object Zifa had asked, and again her older answer was correct. Well so that Zifa was increasingly convinced, that there was indeed a possibility his brother could remember what happened to him. Not only that Zifa also concluded that her brother had a keen sense of smell, and that it could probably be one of her kakanya's specialties. 

*The real reason from junior high school is interested in psychiatric education such as pskiater, the reason is cliche because he sees many children/people with emotional disorders lack proper handling, and the reason is not right, so many are stuck with their habits. But mamih and papihnya who have many branches of business and companies require their children to take business education as well. But unbeknownst to his mother Kemal still wants to be a specialist doctor in the treatment of emotional disorders. And Kemal also saw the year after year to know people with emotional disorders even to the extent of attacking his soul is increasing, it's a sign that the environment is mishandled and the judgment of the community makes more phenomenal like this. And Zara happens to be one of the victims, Kemal wants to prove that people with emotional disorders and stuck in the imagination if they find the right person can be just like other normal humans, and coexist without distinction of its limitations.