My Mother's Tears

My Mother's Tears
Part 51 The accusation of a malicious Mayer


Over time Mayar saw Maryati's stomach growing, she tried to ask, whether Maryati was pregnant or not, Maryati honestly confirmed what Mayar asked her.


Mayar was so angry when she found out that Maryati was pregnant. Mayar was upset and threw Maryati's head with a glass, so the glass was broken and Maryati's head was injured because of the glass tear.


“Indeed not knowing yourself yes Yati, already grateful you we accommodated in this house, now you are looking for trouble with my family, tell the child who is in your womb it!” snarled the Mayar violently.


Maryati was silent, she did not want to talk in the least, should everyone in the house have tortured her. Because Maryati did not want to answer the question asked by Mayar, the woman became upset and pulled Maryati's hair, and banged her head against the table.


Bima was outside at the time. Immediately rushed to his mother and slapped Mayar firmly.


The slap of Bima lodged in Mayar's cheek made the woman's eyes slightly blurred, with a stagger, Mayar went away from them without saying a word.


In Bima's arms, Maryati could only cry sadly, her tears never stopped flowing.


“Why Aunty hurt Mom again?” ask Bima to know.


“Mother is embarrassed to say it nak.”


“Yes already, if I'm embarrassed, then I keep it alone, I have to be patient yes, we have to stay strong for Tia and Leni.”


“Iya nak.”


Actually, Maryati really wanted to tell Bima, that she was pregnant at that time, but Maryati was embarrassed to say it.


That night when everyone was asleep, Maryati saw Tomi enter the house drunk, Maryati's heart became more and more hurt.


Unfortunately, Maryati tried to talk to Bima carefully, so that she would persuade her father to stop gambling and drinking.


What Maryati said was conveyed directly to Bima to her father, when Tomi was sitting alone in front of the house.


“Dad I want to talk,” said Bima slowly.


“Speak, what you want to tell Dad.”


“Don't you pity me to see Leni and Tia suffer?”


“What do you mean?”


“If Dad allows, I want to work, make money for our fare to Jakarta.”


“You want to go back to Jakarta?”


“Iya Father.”


“Why want to return to Jakarta nak.”


“Daddy see for yourself the condition of Mother at this time, the more days her body becomes thinner and thinner. You watch me, Tia and Leni. We suffered so much, so Dad knew, Ms. Lini was the one who often fed me during this time.”


“Aren't you lying, Bima?”--


“Did you see a liar's look on my face? the liar is Daddy, the wicked and cruel also Father, Father is an irresponsible man. Letting his wife and child starve in his own parents' house.”


Bima's words were like a knife that pierced Tomi's heart, must be the one who spoke it was his son, but Tomi said the truth. After Bima left, Tomi collected all her clothes and left without saying a word to Maryati and her family.


For days Tomi did not come home, it made Maryati like a wanderer who was lost in her own mother's house. After Tomi's departure, Mayar and her sisters more freely tortured Maryati.


In a helpless condition, they continued to force Maryati to work. Now that Maryati's body is getting thinner, only the skin of the bone bandage remains, as well as Leni, she can no longer even move her weak hands.


That morning when Maryati was forced to go wash Mayar and her sisters' clothes into the river, which was behind the house. At first glance Maryati saw a mother was washing a very nice sheet.


Suddenly it made Maryati surprised, because only she had a finely patterned and beautifully-motivated sheets and sheets that she never took out of her suitcase.


“Sorry, Mother's bedsheet fabric is very nice once.”


“This original bed sheet fabric made in Java.”


Mother's answer made Maryati's heart feel stopped beating, Maryati was so sure, if the sheets were hers.


“Java original bedcloth?”


“Iya.”


“Mother get this bedsheet fabric from whom?”


“What! I bought this sheet from Mayar?”


“Iya, why?”


“That's my stolen bedsheet.”


“Yeah! so this sheet fabric is stolen!”


“The cloth I brought from Java some time ago.”


“But not only this one, which I bought, even the other neighbors also bought it from Mayar.”


Hearing the explanation from the mother, Maryati immediately ran home, upon arrival at home she unlocked her suitcase, it turns out that she was right, if all her sheets and long cloths have been sold Mayar with her sisters.


Maryati was crying hysterically, unexpectedly, besides being cruel they also finished off all the remaining Maryati belongings.


“What's up Mom? why crying?”


“They have sold all our fabric nak.”


“Who do you mean Mother?”


“Mayar and her sister, they have all sold Mother's belongings to someone else, uhuk, uhuk, uhuk..!”.


“Patient mother yes, may Allah will punish them all.”


But that's all that's left, son, it's all been stolen."


"Thank you, ma'am, may we get a better replacement than this."


It must have been so painful, Maryati tried to recant everything they had taken.


A few months after the incident, Maryati felt a tremendous abdominal pain, Bima who knew that her mother was pregnant, she was sure, if her mother would give birth.


Quickly, Bima immediately ran to wake up Mother Lini who was in front of Leli's house, with the door of the house firmly gedor by Bima.


Line who felt someone was banging on the door of his house, he rushed to get up and open the door.


“Who?” ask Lini while making sure who comes.


“I'm Mom, Bima.”


“Bima? what are these nights like banging on Mom's door?”


“Please Mom, maybe my mom is about to give birth.”


“Your mother is about to give birth?”


“Iya Ma'am, please help my Mother.”


“But in that house, there will be your Grandma and Aunt, if later Mom is there, your Grandma can be angry with you.


“Please, Mom. I beg.”


“Alright, let's take a look at your Mother's state.”


In a hurry, Bima pulled Lini's hand to enter Leli's mansion so wide.


“Which room is your mother, Bima?” tanya Lini wants to know.


“That's Mom, there!” point Bima towards her mother who is moaning in pain.


“Astagfirullah, so the four of you just slept on this torn mat?”


“Iya Bu.”


How touched Lini's heart was, when she saw Maryati and her two daughters sleeping on a mat that had been torn and dirty.


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