Becoming Like My Mother
Make me Stifle

Alif opened the door to Melati's room with a tray filled with porridge in her hand. He approached his sister who looked very weak. Also saw Melati who was still damp that she was crying for the umpteenth time when Alif left.

Alif sighed and tried to display his smile. He sat on the edge of Melati's bed.

"Eat first yes." said softly.

Melati smiled slightly and nodded. Alif first gave his sister a drink and then started stirring the porridge. He did not want to blow the food because it was not good for his sister's health.

Feeling warmed up, he began to feed Melati. Patently he wiped the remaining food that was hanging in the right corner of the lips Melati.

Melati who indeed felt very hungry and the taste of the porridge was quite good, did not hesitate to spend it. Alif who saw him smiled happily.

Chequek. Melati's bedroom door opened and revealed Ikhsan. Melati immediately threw her gaze from the face of the father.

Ikhsan, of course, felt his heart ache. He took a long breath. And approached his beloved daughter.

"Son't how are you doing now?" Ikhsan asked softly.

Melati was silent and did not respond. Alif then took the initiative to answer.

"Alhamdulillah now Melati has been quiet enough Well."

Ikhsan looked at Alif, he smiled. Ikhsan wanted to touch his daughter but she just inched away.

"Sir Alif I want to be alone. Tell this master that his presence makes me cramped."

Deg. Hearing her daughter's words made Ikhsan increasingly drown in disappointment and regret. So Alif he did not think that his sister could say that.

Ikhsan hid his face, rubbing the corner of his eyes. He looked at Alif for a moment and smiled and sauntered away from Melati's room. Alif felt bad for his father.

Alif stared in disbelief at his sister. "Dec-s"

Melati cut off her brother's talk "If Big Brother wants to talk about those people (Father and Mother) better Brother also leave here." Rigorously.

Alif is increasingly made to not believe in Melati. He was eager to punish this nature of his sister who suddenly became as hard as a rock.

Melati looked sharply at Alif. "Why is Big Brother silent?, such an old man alone is still respected!"

Alif widened his eyes. "Darken you-!" He lowered his hand back which he had wanted to lay on Melati's face.

"What's the reason why not?!" Challenged Melati.

Breath Alif up and down made. He was patient enough to face his sister's attitude. He prefers to leave rather than make susana become more tense.

"Hiks, torment, torment, why does no one want to understand me?, why does everyone stay away. Enough I lost Mother, but why did Father and Brother Alif also stay away from me. Why Well?!, Why do you have to marry the Aunt?!, I really hate you all!!......Aaaaaaaaaaaa!" Melati vented everything in front of her own reflection that came from her mirror reflection. He threw away everything on the table, even the glass cracked and the glass shards scattered everywhere.

Melati kept on going berserk taking any object then slammed it. Of course everyone in the house heard the mess Melati made. They flocked to Melati's room.

They looked up at Melati's situation. The room that was neat is now like a broken ship. Melati herself was crying sobbing, her body condition was also very messy and her legs were injured by accidentally stepping on broken glass.

"Honey, Melati's quite a kid." Ikhsan softly approached Melati.

Melati did not bother her father at all. Mina who saw him immediately tore off the clothes he was wearing and then tried to get closer to Melati to bandage the wound on her leg.

"Don't touch me!" The jasmine jerk that made Mina surprised. Alif who understood Mina's intentions then took over the cloth that had been torn Mina. He's the one who bandaged Melati's wound.

Alif carried Melati and laid her on her bed. Melati who was still limp she immediately pulled her blanket and closed her eyes to turn her back on everyone in her room.

Mina cleaned up the princess's room and so did Alif and Ikhsan. Melati who saw him screech. He was convinced that Mina was only looking for face.

***

Mina kept holding her husband's hand tightly. He also gave her a smile to calm her down.

Not long Alif came but not with Melati. He approached both.

"Sorry, let Alif bring food for Melati.." Alif said regretfully. He still could not persuade his sister.

Ikhsan smiled even though he was very disappointed. But he still understands the attitude of Melati. So is Mina.

"Yes brother, no papa. If you want to be here or where?" Ask Ikhsan.

"I'm Temenin Melati. Yah..."

Mina took food for Alif and Jasmine in the tray. Then he gave it to her.

"Thank you." Said Alif flat and went towards the top floor.

Mina replied with a smile. She looked at her husband's face. He gently grasped the back of Ikhsan's hand.

"Slow down Mas." He is soft with a smile.

"Yes, thank you Dek."

Mina began to serve her husband as did the wife in general. They just ate there.

Ikhsan recalled how warm the atmosphere of the house was when she was with Sharah. He really misses being together like before. He began to shed his tears.

Mina who saw him was also feeling sad. But she still had to give her husband some encouragement. He held onto both shoulders of Ikhsan. Then smile very gently.

"Come.." He continued, offering a spoonful of food that he had served.

Ikhsan smiled and accepted Mina's bribe.

***

Chequek. Alif opened the door to his sister's room playing with her cell phone.

"Dec, let's eat first.." Jasmine looked and nodded.

Alif sat on the sofa in the room and put his tray on the table. Melati also approached Alif.

"Thank you, brother, I've been getting a lot of Big Brother's teeth." Tell Melati not to be so good.

Alif smiled and ruffled Jasmine's long hair. "That's absolutely for my prettiest sister."

Melati chuckles to hear it, the article just this time her brother praises her beautiful. Well even though she is a pretty girl.

"Yes, I ate." Alif thrusting his plate in front of Melati.

"Thank you, Brother."

They both ate quietly. Every now and then Alif looked at Melati who rubbed the corners of her eyes rough. Alif knew he must have missed the atmosphere like before. But he pretended not to see it. Currently Melati was too tired to think about this unwanted state. Alif prefers silence.

After she finished Melati glanced at her study table. He just remembered that tomorrow there is still a task. He has not been very focused on his education.

Tomorrow it's time to collect the materials he's been studying for almost a year in ninth grade. He has not prepared everything. He glanced at his brother.