Becoming Like My Mother
Unconscious

Melati looked up at the man who called her name. Honestly, he rarely even saw his father's face. Until he did not see the sad face of the father who got an indifferent attitude from him.

Only now did he realize that. There was guilt in him. He also actually could not bear to see his current state. After all, he had loved her very much and never even a little rude even snapped at her.

"Yes, yeah.." He said a slight smile that was almost invisible. But of course Ikhsan can see it. His reddened eyes held the turmoil within his chest. He really misses the daughter he loves so much calling him Father as gently as before. He also misses the spoiled behavior of the child.

"Let's sit down, son.." Pat the chair on his left, because the one on his right was Mina's wife.

Melati obeyed his father's orders and once again he smiled despite a glance. Inadvertently his eyes also collided with the sight of Mina the Connected Mother. But he quickly turned his face away and his countenance turned cold.

"What do you want to eat, baby?" Ikhsan gently rubbed the beautiful dilated hair of Melati.

Melati smiled and looked at the table on which neatly arranged the food menu that was tempting. Then Melati took the food she wanted to eat.

"Dad also ate dong Yah" Melati smiled sweetly at her father. Ikhsan really misses the current atmosphere.

Instantly the atmosphere was silent. They all felt confused as to what was with Melati at this moment. But they were also a little happy about Melati's change. Hoping in the future to continue like this even though Melati was still acting a bit cold.

"Aren't you hungry?, why do you keep looking at me like that and haven't taken any side dishes yet?" Tanya Melati glanced at her Father and Sister without looking towards Mina in the slightest.

Sontak Ikhsan and Alif were shocked and they smiled awkwardly at Melati. Then Alif also did the same thing as Melati. And as for Ikhsan as always, Mina always served him well.

And Melati saw it, her chest just suddenly throbbing pain. He still clearly remembers that his mother Sharah did the same. Somehow he is still not willing to lose it but even now his father has replaced his beloved Mother.

His face looked gloomy, but he still put food in his mouth. As if he did not feel anything that he put his own food even sambal that tastes very spicy was bland for Melati.

The whole family who saw him was so sad to see him. Even Melati is expressing herself like a person of spiciness. Ikhsan was very worried to see his daughter who even added more sambal. Maybe indeed the mouth of jasmine can withstand the spiciness of the sauce. But whether the stomach can withstand extraordinary pain later.

"Honey's enough well, I'm afraid of your hull.." Ikhsan held the hand of Melati who wanted to take the sambal again.

Melati turned to her father, as if she had just realized what she was doing her eyes and face flushed red. He really felt as if he was thrown sea sambal, his whole body bristling. Sweat pours down his forehead.

"Y..........!!!" He shouted, he really felt a stern feeling at this moment. The whole family was panicked and astonished. Wasn't she okay, even seemed to be enjoying her meal.

Melati immediately moved from her seat and went to look for water, she saw the nearest bathroom that was next to the kitchen. Opening the door in a hurry and dipping his head into a water bath.

Ikhsan and Alif immediately approached Melati. And Mina herself looks for yogurt or milk to ward off spicy jasmine. Jasmine was completely helplessly limp, her entire hair was wet and dripping onto her clothes.

He sat on the bathroom floor and could only cry. Enough energy was spent screaming. The spicy chili in Jasmine's mouth is still not gone. His throbbing head held that feeling.

Mina didn't dare to hand it to Melati herself. He would rather hand it over to Alif. Alif accepted it.

Alif sat on Melati's left side because on his right side was his father who had just sat himself beside Melati.

"Drink this deck, just slow down.." Alif thrust the milk glass into Melati, Melati gulped it down to the toilet. Seen his breathing began to be a little regular but can still be seen also he still resisted the spicy taste.

Mina gave the bottle of drink she was carrying, and Ikhsan poured the milk back into the glass that Melati was wearing.

He painstakingly drank the milk and wiped away the tears and sweat that had been mixed in Melati's face.

Melati leaned her head against the sofa, she stared at the ceiling of the room. His body was limp and helpless. Ikhsan patiently stroked the head of the master. He also held it tight.

Instantly Melati felt warm and comfortable in the arms of the Father. He also missed being with his father.

"Is it no longer spicy jasmine?" Ask gently Alif. He also patted his sister's back.

"Yes Kak" Melati turned her head and smiled at him.

"Yes, you changed your clothes, you catch a cold." Further.

Melati smiled and left the room. He turned his head for a while towards Mina, he also saw a look of worry from that face. I don't know what Melati is feeling right now.

There was a thought that Mina was sincerely worried about him. Yet another thought convinced Mina that she was only looking for attention to her entire family. Melati simply shook her head and continued her steps.

Ikhsan and the rest of the family returned to the dining room. They also saw that the food on Jasmine's plate was still a lot. He just put his rice in his mouth. Only then did he overstate the sauce.

Sontak Ikhsan looked at his wife, giving her a code to readying food for Melati. And Mina happily did.

Jasmine stopped her hair drying activity when she heard the sound of knocking on the door. He put down his hairdryer and immediately opened the door.

"Oh Alif, what's wrong?" Alif was standing at the door of his room and carrying a tray of food and drinks.

"It's food for you. You know you're still hungry, right?, so this is just eating. Also that you ate a lot of it sambalnya"

"Yes, thank you very much, every day I was repotted with Brother." Melati received the tray and stepped towards the sofa in her house.

As for Alif, he went straight to his room. Because he himself wants to do his job. Moreover, he was in the twelfth grade, so he had to study harder because in the near future he will face the test.