Nun: Just Missing
Chapter 1 Tired of Being Lillah

"I'm just as anxious as everyone else, baby, because I'm worried about your health as well. Every day you go back and forth and take care of it here.'

Kiki's voice grew higher, but Arina understood what she meant. Kiki was only worried about her.

Arina clasped Kiki's hand and kissed her for a moment. Arina could see her cold face.

"If all families were compact, it would feel light. Not like this, which is a hassle, which is relaxed yes relaxed. The dizzy, the dizzy. What a joke is good," said Kiki with eyes on the tv who was broadcasting a football match.

"You shouldn't spoil them. You have to be strict with your own family. If indeed they can not and do not want yes already, do not give any more info."

Kiki took a heavy breath, his eyes could not be separated from the football event.

"Now we just function who want to be invited to cooperate."

Eventually Kiki's tone of voice dropped as well. Now his hand was stroking to Arina's long shoulder-length hair.

"I'm also surprised, why there are still people who think colossus, should not use pads, should not CT scan, should not see a doctor, strange. We're in the millennial era not in stone." Eventually Arina starts interacting with Kiki again.

"That's when people hang out in cages. There are easy to find the hard ones. It's hard if we let mom take her pain alone. No one accompanied or took him to the hospital. That's exactly what's cruel. This is our chance to be filial," said Kiki still in a disappointed tone to those who did not care.

"Yes, however, while there are still parents, we must be able to take care of and care for them. Because God's Ridho is in the old man's ridho. Thank you for your understanding.' Arina's smile finally expanded.

"What matters is one of my messages, you also have to be able to divide the time and take care of health. I don't

you want to be sick from fatigue. I love you" said Kiki while peeping at Arina's forehead.

"This is Allah I am tired of being Lillah mas."

All the unrest finally paid off. All this time it looks shiny it turns out just a mirage. They also finally know that something is wrong and deviated from the corridor does not need to be supported.

***

One afternoon, Ruslan came in his vanity vehicle. His eyes were sharp and cold. Go into the mother's house and scramble all the things that have been arranged with her scathing talk.

"The struggle continues, don't panic or rile. Only the heart will ease the step. God will always help, trust me. Which other delights do you deny?" Inner Arina fortified her troubled heart.

Wrestling with reality makes the heart grimace and long. What is the meaning of life?

"Lu people are all cruel to you, you can do such a dangerous thing."

With crazy Ruslan concocted as he pleased, without shady aling-aling, only know with shallowness.

"Who is cruel? Who's the crazy one? You never want to take care of mom. As if speaking do not use filtered," said Arina began to rebel with all accusations.

"Do you want to know who's guarding now? Do you care about our difficulties here? Think of it first, bro, do not just be able to see from the thin angle of your view," said Arina again increasingly become, his emotions inflamed.

Every inch of life that passed was always raw in his eyes. Only he's mature and cumlaude. Why does serantang not contain the same delicious side dish?

***

Communication is the bridge and the gate of civilization. How do you communicate?

"What should I do, all the roads seem to be raw again." Arina could only sit quietly in silence, heartbroken and helplessly weak. The road that Arina was going through was full of thistles and thorns but unperturbed he passed through it. Arina is determined to be able and can. Strong to face everything that exists.

Dduuueeeerr....

Like being struck by lightning in broad daylight.. You cast a spell that Arina never expected.

"Here, mother don't bother you anymore, don't take her to the hospital again. Kasian should be carried so. Let me get therapy myself."

With arrogance father behaved in disharmony between the pain of the mother.

"Sugary."

"For this thing should be able to be taken first, not from the origin of playing make a decision. The head of the family should be able to give command to the other children. The deliberation learned to communicate sir."

The room measuring 20x10 m it looks stuffy and tight chest.

"Emang why the hell, why do you not want to talk to your parents first? Why?" said Arina furiously and getting heated up.

"Let this be the decision of the father as the redeemer of the father's mistakes with the mother," he said resigned with his hand that still sewn the feet of the mother.

"Whatever you want to use how to take care of your mother, but please talk sir, talk. We are not children anymore, we are adults. This is also the responsibility of his children."

Arina weakened her voice that was almost mixed with crying. Mother is still in a weakened state and asleep but Arina is sure she heard their conversation.

Mother who was often disappointed by the father, often not heard his voice, often felt fooled, often hurt and harbored all his disappointment. In this weak state still paternal haughty with his despair. Mother's heart always screamed in her cries.

"O Allah, forgive us who always disappoint and make the mind of the mother heavy." Arina's sigh in heavy breath.

Arina tried to make a magic spell for her heart to calm down, because the current situation was so hot. Heat of the soul shrouded in anger and ego . Arina took a deep breath, read Istighfar, solawat and while exhaling slowly. Continue with alfatihah.

Peace comes from God and returns all problems to Him. In the Lord, everything will be fine.

Women are downstairs and there's no right to speak, right?

"What a big niggle of your mind. Do you think all women are like that? It's so dwarfed." Arina's anger is mounting and uncontrollable.

Arina was about to walk out avoiding the increasingly tapering debate. But immediately Dika's hand caught his wrist.

"Astagfirullah. istigfar de, it's enough, it's enough," cried Dika echoed break the silence of the night.

Arina is the only daughter of four children but I never cared for her. Women are also human, why is it always underestimated?

It is the third brother who is the pride of the father. Yes Ruslan always glorified. Perhaps because of their similar nature and temperament made them clop. Always want to be alone.

Many years of living in the economic crush who live a life of unwilling death. Make the father resigned to the situation. She always rests on the strength of her mother. Never want to think of finding a solution but always be loyal to be friendly to existing problems.

It used to be that working mothers were looking just to eat. Fortunately, you can sew to be a tailor who is always in search of people, Thank God for blessings. Can for meals and school fees of four children.

"Alhamdulillah, if it is still not good, bring it again here, ma'am, still a guarantee." That's how mom is always friendly to serve customers.

"I fit in with my mom. Tomorrow if there's an office event, I want mom to sew her uniform," said the customer.

Thank God the money flows, sometimes to be able to buy a gold ring, although in the end the ring was resold when there is no order while eating must continue.

When Dika was accepted to work in a bona fide company at that time also a fresh breeze for mom, even so, mother is not the type of beggar-asker. Mother only uses as necessary the money given from Dika. For daily meals mothers still try to find it for themselves, still by sewing.

"Sir, it doesn't feel good if the father is in the house while the neighbor works outside. Participate in active socialization so once in a while," said the mother who was sultry to see the father relaxed at home.

Bbbbrrraa...

The hand of the father has issued his ultimate study by pounding the old dining table. Until the canned glass that is there comes the pool.

"You don't have to take care of me, let them work, what do I care about them. They never care if I'm sick?"

"Masya Allah sir. "the heart of the mother was immediately shriveled and silent. Always so, for the father, the woman did not need to talk much, inappropriate and did not have the right to vote.

Mother's patience is never limited to space and time. For years with a selfish father who knows everything. Only the mother responded with a groaning rinai who always faithfully adorned her cheeks and speech istighfar.

Where is the smile of the mother? Sometimes Arina misses the smile of the mother who makes the mother's cheeks reddened.

Never waste the mother, because the mother is the lamp in the family. Is there still the sound of a baby and a scream from a mother in your house?