Him Or Me
Nightmares
Two little children running around kite their eyes looked up at the sky at the sight of the kite that began to rise, a little girl shouted with joy proudly feeling her kite was higher than her theme,he occasionally sticks out his tongue.
"Week..!! , I always win, you lose, you lose.
The boy began to be upset and did not want to lose in Pull ulur again the kite thread rolled in his hand.
the atmosphere of a quiet afternoon in the expanse of beautiful rice fields, rice - the rice that began to turn yellow is not perfect, it looks like birds - small birds flying distracted by the steps to the two children,the sound of frogs that are connected like chanting a rhythm of the song of some people - orangan rice fields moving exposed to the wind to witness their togetherness.
After playing - play they both sit in a small saung thatched, sharing stories of their own desires - each after adulthood.
" Aiyra's...When you grow up, what do you want to be??" Said the boy who always defended him when on ledek or in jahili friends - his theme.
" I want to be a princess, marry a prince, can live in a magnificent palace unlike today, we always fight for a bed with other children" ucpapnya With a sense of Optimism but immediately decreased when remembering the situation now.
" Difficult yes.I can't kabulin your desire aiyra.
" But I want you to be the prince" Airya said a little pleading with shaking - shaking the hand of rage.
" I promise to be that prince" he replied.
It did not feel like the time had begun to dawn, the sun had begun to recede only a little light was visible, they walked counting every step of his foot, he said,suddenly there was another boy who pulled aiyra's hand into a different path
Amar was sad to see aiyra holding hands with other boys, smilingly waving to the amar,namaun Amar looks moody at living alone.amar can not see clearly the face of the child who has taken aiyra from him.
" O....!!!" Amar shouted unconsciously woke up from his sleep, in the rubbing of sweat that soaked his forehead and neck, at the sight of the clock appeared at 03:30 in the morning.
The door of the room opened, entered the mother hilda who was a little panicked to hear the cry of rage and knelt beside the bed of her adopted son's amar but her affection was never different from that of Yudha her own biological son.
" You why son, what a nightmare" Mother Hilda touched both cheeks warmly and then gave a glass of water on a small table.
Amar only nodded lightly, and looked up at the yudha who followed in his room following the hilda.
yudha patted Amar's shoulder slowly and then came out again without closing the door of the room.Sepitanya yudha amar hugged the mother hilda then shifted the signal so that the mother hilda sat next to him.
Put his head in his lap and hugged tightly to the hilda of a woman who had replaced the role of her mother who died when giving birth first,he stirred up the contents of his dream with a little soft voice because he began to fall asleep again feeling comfortable in the caress of a mother's love that was never lacking.
Mother Hilda did not feel shed tears that fell pat on the hair of the amar, mamar looked up to realize the woman he loved was crying, she said,
" Mommy why??" said Amar touching Mother hilda's cheek.
" What's wrong - what son, you're just happy to see your children grow up, you guys stay well and love each other, you hope you'll be like this forever."
Amar immediately got up and sat facing his mother while hugging and rubbing her back.
" Your mother is the same papah who has taken care of me mah, without Yudha I would not be here, I would not be able to have hatred for Yudha mah" Amar remembered the incident 20 years ago when he first stepped on this house at Yudha's request.
Even though the contents of this earth he gave it still feels less tuguknya mebalangnya this family, the family who want to give his last name, the family who wants to give his affection, he said,a family that never hurt him and a family everything to him.
