My Mother's Tears
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“Well, eat this fruit Tia, you must be hungry right?”
“But I want to eat rice Mom, I don't want fruit!”
“Honey, we are currently in the middle of the forest, so there is no rice here yes son, if we meet Dad later, Tia can eat full, yes son.”
“Good Bu.”
“Smart child.”
One guava was cleaned Maryati with his hands, then given to Tia and Leni, because hungry, they ate the guava greedily.
Maryati who looked at her three children ate the guava fruit greedily, her heart was sliced bitterly, not at all, if the life line she lived was so bitter and sad.
Apart from a cruel Aunt, Maryati gets a good foster mother, but only temporarily, can a husband who is considered to be able to protect and make her happy, also can not be relied on.
Living with her in-laws, her cruelty surpassing that of her Aunt whom she had left behind, her life is uncertain whether there are still many difficulties she will face afterwards or happiness.
Maryati could only cry bitterly and sadly.
“Yes Allah, what should I do, at a time like this I am desperate, not knowing where to go. What about the children of God? will they also have a prolonged hardship with the servant, or will you give a clear path to the servant.”
In the middle of the night, Maryati awoke before the creator, only to God could she complain of all the grievances she was facing. When her three children were in deep sleep, Maryati was often devoted to Allah, the All-seeing and All-Knowing.
Three days the four of them did not eat rice, just rely on fruits and drink raw water that flows on the edge of the cliff. Maryati was also desperate.
“Bima, how much money do you have left on you son?”
“Why Mom asked me that money.”
“It seems unlikely we will survive here, we should just go back to the city dear.”
“Back to town? where will we stay Bu?”
“Entai son, at least, we can eat there, look at your sisters, they are weak from hunger, I can not bear to see them son.”
“If in the city, we will be homeless ma'am, we will be beggars, chased and thrown into prison.”
“Then how should we do nak?”
“I also don't know Bu.”
“If in the city, at least we can ask for the mercy of people, or eat the leftover rice of people they have thrown away.”
“No Ma'am, I don't want to go back to town, I don't want to eat the rest of the people's rice anymore Bu.”
“What's the difference son, at your Aunt's house we also eat their leftover rice right?”
“I beg you, please Mother think again about the decision of the Mother.”
Maryati became so wrong, her feelings were so devastated to see her children live suffering because of the stupidity she had.
“All this is because Mom is stupid, so you are suffering to live with Mom,” Maryati groans with tears.
“Everything is not Mom's fault, this is Mom's destiny, there is nothing to regret anymore.”
“Then how with the fate of all of you later nak.”
“Mom don't think about our fate anymore, now I can not just cry, we are all grateful,” replied Bima while wiping Maryati's tears with her soft hands.
“You filial son of Bima, hopefully until your life later, you remain a filial son.”
“Isya Allah, Ma'am,” replied Bima with a big smile.
Not getting any decision from the small debate of the two of them, they also sat with each other. I don't know what was going through their minds at the time, only the two of them knew.
Not long after, a jeep traveling at high speed passed in front of them all, the car was driven by a young man of high stature. After passing a little far, Jep suddenly back backwards, approaching the four of them.
The driver of the car did not go down, he only saw Maryati and her three children from the car alone. The arrival of the jeep car frightened Maryati, because in the big city there must be so many robbers and kidnappings that ended in murder.
“Now son, I don't know either. I'm so scared Bima.”
“Mother rest easy, there I am with Mom here.”
“Iya son, quickly you carry your sister, if anything happens later, quickly we run from here.”
“Good Bu.”
As they were getting ready to run, suddenly the door of the car opened, out of the car came a young man. The man closed the car door again and walked over to Maryati.
“Whose are you?” ask the man to Maryati.
“Sorry Bang, we just hitchhiked here.”
“Nothing, I'm just nanya, who are you? why are you on a quiet street like this?”
“We want to find Dad, Om,” replied Bima.
“You speak Indonesian, meaning you are not here dong?”
“We are from Jakarta, Om.”
“From Jakarta? who do you want to find?”
“Our father. Said he was working on hill bear.”
“Work on beacon hill?”
“Iya, Om.”
“Work as what is he in beacon hill?”
Hearing the man's question, Bima could not answer it, her round eyes directly staring at Maryati his mother.
“Says he works in people's garden.”
“In what garden Ma'am? because in this beacon hill so many gardens, there is a garden of cloves, coffee, coconuts, tobacco and so on.”
“He didn't say if he worked in what garden.”
“Mothers and children how long have you been in this place?”
“Three days Om,” cut Bima quickly.
“Three days? then what did you guys eat for three days being here?”
“We do not eat anything, other than just eating guava fruit that is back there.”
“Oh, what a pity for your fate. It's okay, wait here for a minute,” said the man as he rushed to his car.
After the man left, Maryati and Bima looked at each other, she did not know what the man was going to do. Then the man came back while carrying a black plastic asoy and several bottles of drink.
“Well, you guys eat this, this is all I can give you,”, the man said as he opened with the width of the plastic asoy in front of him.
With the greedy when the child Maryati eat it to full, Maryati seemed to smile happily when she saw her children's stomach full.
“Mothers don't eat?” ask the man in a soft voice.
“Ngak.”
“Eat a little, so that Mother's condition is not weak.”
“Alright,” answered Maryati while taking a loaf of bread in front of her.”
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