My Mother's Tears

My Mother's Tears
Part 67 Loss of Saints


Tomi must seem calm, but in his heart he felt very sick, because because of his attitude, the family who looked calm and happy, immediately turned into moody and did not look friendly at all.


Maryati who stayed in the room could only cry because of the loss of her daughter, she no longer wanted to talk must a word, the child who usually suckles, no longer in the arms of her mother. Meanwhile, the six children could only remain silent and not speak.


“Anisa, Tedi, here son, let Daddy ready to eat dear, later you will be sick if you do not want to eat,” persuaded Tomi while pulling his children's hands.


“I don't want to eat, I want a sister!” anisa shouted in a loud voice.


“But his sister again borrowed with Auntie dear.”


“Bad daddy!”


“Then you are ready, let's eat dear.”


“No I don't want to be with Daddy, Bad Dad.”


As they all thought of Saints, the little baby seemed to be crying in Mayar's house, so Mayar had given the baby milk to help, but she kept crying.


“Honey, why the hell, you don't want to be quiet, I'm dizzy! know no!”


Although Mayar continued to get angry and scream but the baby was still crying. Annoyed by the attitude of the baby Maryati who did not want to stay still, Mayar put the baby on the swing and she went out leaving the baby alone in the room.


“Why does that Yati kid always cry Mayar?” asked Anis astonished.


“Why the hell, you always say that she is a child of Yati, is not she now my daughter. No more Yati taking care of it.”


“As far as you are, but listen to him, he just keeps crying.”


“Leave it, I'm tired of taking care of it.”


“Ngak can do it dong. Her name is still a baby, it takes patience in taking care of her.”


“Aaah, you know!” mayar snapped while ignoring Anis' words.


When Mayar left, Anis came to his house that looked lonely with other neighbors. They saw Saints in the swing crying hysterically.


Anis who felt pity tried to hold the tense-looking Holy body. In the hands of Anis, Suci was silent for a moment, until he fell asleep.


“Why yes, Yati just want to hand the baby to Mayar, even though she does not know how to care for the baby well, at all.”


“Yes right, if I don't want to give up my baby to a cruel woman like her.”


“Once Holy pity, she always ignored Mayar while crying.”


“Yes, he is currently asleep, let's go out, Mayar will be angry if he knows we entered into his house.”


Sure enough, after Anis and her friend came out of Mayar's house, the grumpy woman came, she seemed happy that Suci had fallen asleep.


Two weeks had passed, Suci looked increasingly thin, Saints who usually get ASI from Maryati, he did not want to drink other milk. Besides Saints, Maryati also looked sad, Maryati only cried day and night.


Tomi could not do anything, because of her own actions, the cheerful household turned quiet and silent, must be so many residents in it.


Maryati was furious with her husband, who had separated Saints from her. That afternoon Maryati felt unwell, she tried to lie down for a moment in her room. Unlike usual, that day his feelings were uncertain.


“Any, what is this, why do I feel so unsettled?” ask Maryati to herself.


The unsettled feeling turned out to have something to do with the Saints who were experiencing pain at that time.


Because the Holy day and night wept, did not want to drink milk and eat, the Holy also experienced pain.


During the day, Suci vomited and drew, she was also incessantly crying, Yeni and the other neighbors came to Mayar's house to see the state of Saints.


The baby who was originally healthy and full-bodied, at that time had looked so thin and pale, Yeni suggested that Suci be returned to his mother, but Mayar still insisted on taking care of the baby.


“I know, you will not be able to take care of Mayar, look at the condition of this baby, he looks so thin and pale, I'm afraid something will happen to him later.”


“Alah, you know. You think you're the only one who can take care of a baby.”


“If you don't believe, please take care of yourself.”


“That's the way, now that you're out of here, I don't want to see your presence in my house.”


“Good.” replied Yeni while leaving Mayar's house.


After Yeni's departure, Suci continued to cry incessantly. A few moments later Yeni came again peeking from a distance into Mayar's house.


How shocked Yeni was, when she saw the Sacred head come out from inside the swing. The head was drooping weakly, Yeni just ran over to the baby, but when in his grasp, it turned out that Suci was gone.


Fearful of being accused, Yeni ran away from Mayar's house, on the way to meet Mayar who was busy talking to neighbors next to her house.


Actually, Yeni really wanted to approach them all, but Yeni was afraid, that Mayar would accuse him of being a non-no. For that Yeni tried to patiently wait for Mayar to leave.


A few moments later, then Mayar returned home, must the Holy head hanging from the swing, Mayar even ignored him, he did not turn his head to the Holy who had died.


Yeni who saw Mayar had returned to his house, he immediately ran to the neighbors who were still gathered next to his house. Yeni's hasty presence made the mothers look shocked and astonished.


“What's Yeni? why do you look so worried?”


“Mom-Mom, just now when Mayar was here, I heard Suci just keep crying, when I peeked from a distance it turns out the baby's head was out of the swing. Back then I was planning to fix the Sacred head, but...?”


“But what is Yen?” ask Heretic curious.


“But Saints have died.”


“Hah! You're serious Yen?” ask Munar in disbelief.


“Iya.”


“You're not kidding, are you Yen?” ask Laila in shock.


“No brother, I didn't lie at all.”


“Yes Allah, finally died also poor Saint.”


“Mayar was so heartless to have killed that innocent baby, he did not even know that the baby had died.”


“Then we have to how?”


“We meet him, we tell Mayar that the baby is dead,” said Laila.


“If Sister Mayar does not believe, how?”


“We will see later, how can he not believe, if he has seen it with his own eyes.”


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