
Days keep changing, it's time to take the monthly money, to the father's house. Before going there, my heart was pounding. I'm afraid Ayu's book will be angry, if she finds out about the gold she gave.
"I'll wear a hijab there, just be safe. Buk Ayu certainly will not know, if I cover using hijab."
With misgivings, I put on the hijab, and immediately went to my father's house. Arriving in front of the porch of the father's house, I forgot that you have not come home from work, at this hour.
"In the house, there's only Ayu's book. If I go back home again, Ayu's book will be suspicious, with my movements. What do I do now?" my mind started to get restless.
"Huffff, hopefully Ayu's buk isn't angry, amen."
I muttered as I stepped inside, into my father's house. After saying hello, I sat in the living room. Buk Ayu frowned, looking at my unusual appearance.
It turned out to be true to my guess, Ayu's book started to get suspicious, and told me to open my hijab. At first, I was reluctant to open it.
But, because Ayu's book keeps pressing. Finally, I followed and opened the pashmina hijab, which I was wearing.
And, what I was afraid of from then on, finally happened as well. Buk Ayu was furious at me, seeing my neck and ears empty. No more, her gift jewelry was.
Buk Ayu, looked extremely furious and emotional. He said he would never give me anything again. Except, my monthly money. I could only stoop down, hearing all of his words.
I can only give up, and accept with sincerity. All the decisions and chirps, which is enough to offend me. All this is my fault, which cannot keep trust, from my mother.
After receiving my monthly money, I immediately say goodbye to Ayu's book. I went straight home, to my mother's house. Arriving at home, the mother immediately asked what the response of Ayu's book, after knowing that the gold given, was sold without permission.
I also immediately told my mother, about all Ayu buk said to me earlier. After I finished telling the story, it turned out that mother's reaction was really beyond my expectations before her.
I thought, mother will receive with airy chest, all the words of Ayu's book. Because, it's all a real mistake from your own mother.
Apparently, my guess is wrong. Mom was so emotional, hearing all my explanations just now. Mother does not accept, and does not want to be wronged for his actions.
At last, my mother invited me to come to my father's house again. Actually, I wanted to reject that mother's invitation. But, my mother kept forcing me, to accompany her to my father's house.
Very forced, I also obey and accompany mother, to hit Ayu's book. Arriving at my father's house, I entered the house first, and met Ayu's book.
A few minutes later, my mother came and directly cursed Ayu's book, with very harsh words, in my opinion.
Buk Ayu did not stay silent, she fought mother with even more harsh words. I just sat quietly in the living room, looking at my biological mother and stepmother, fighting with my mouth at the door.
"Huh, my mother is indeed a selfish woman, and very stubborn. It's obvious he's guilty, not even at fault in salahin, wonder!"
I took a deep breath, looking at the behavior of my mother, who was venting her anger at Ayu's book.
When the mother wants to be rude, the mother's hand is immediately grabbed by Ayu's book, very strongly. To the extent that, mother grimaced in pain.
I could not bear to see the face of the mother who was in pain. And finally, I interfered, in the debate between the two of them. I sided with mom, to fight Ayu buk.
Unlike the mother, who is shredded and hysterical, just like a person who is possessed. If only, I was in the position of Ayu buk at this time, maybe I had been rude to mother.
After tired of babbling and cursing Ayu's book, for about an hour. Finally, my mother asked me to come home.
"Alhamdulillah, finally finished also his world war." My inner relief.
Mom pulled my hand out of my dad's house. I followed and brought my mother back, back to our rented house.
At home, the mother immediately took the drinking water from the dispenser. He sipped the water quickly, until the toilet one big glass.
I watched the movements of the mother, who was thirsty. Like, running a marathon in the Sahara desert, hihihi.
After that, the mother immediately sat on the floor while shaking hands, and leaned her back against the wall. His breathing still looks dull, I am sorry to see the state of my mother.
I began to approach mother, and massaged her feet slowly. So that you can be more relaxed and comfortable, I thought.
"Capek yes, mama?" ask me a pleasantry.
"No, that's tired!" answer mother ketus.
"Where is your energy, Yun? Massaging my feet, it feels nothing!" mother protest.
"It doesn't feel right, mom? In fact, Yuni has used energy in this tablets."
Reply to me while continuing to massage, with all my might. While busy massaging, suddenly my mother told me to do something even crazier, than before.
"Yun, you dare not minjam your father's motor? There are two bikes, Yun!" said mother.
I was immediately flabbergasted, hearing mother's unreasonable request. Wherever possible, I was as determined as that to my father. In fact, kasian also father if until his motorbike is sold again, by mamak.
"Oh Allah, this mamak has no kapok-kapoknya anyway." my inner.
I just kept quiet, without saying a word. I pretended not to hear, my mother said. I just kept focusing, massaging my mother's legs while looking down on my head.
"Yun, you're a bitch or something! Mamak again said, not her in horrin, even in cuekin." snapped mother.
I immediately gasped in shock, hearing the shrill mother's shriek.
"Yes, mom. Yuni was horrified from earlier. Why borrow your motorbike, mama?" ask me curious.
"There's a tree, you can't know!" Mom answered with a strange smile at me.