The Black Valley Becomes the Empress
A Sequel to the Past When Mothers Left

A man I don't recognize is standing in the yard. His eyes were on our house. I started to get angry because of that guy. Afraid that he'd do evil to me and my family. I watched her from behind the partially closed curtains. The weather out there is pretty cold. The rain from morning kept falling. As if I didn't want to stop. With an erratic feeling I keep looking at men who may be in their 25s. Easier than my 6-year-old mother. The man was getting closer to my house, making me even more afraid of him. I was still hiding behind the curtains as I kept watching. Until I didn't realize Fadly was crying. I rushed to my mother's room. Carrying Fadly into my arms. I saw my mother dressed up on the side of the bed.

"Mom, why is Fadly's mother crying?" ask my mom who doesn't heed Fadly at all.

"Mother is busy" replied the mother. I gawk.

"Bu kasian fadly. Susunya. Fadly laper" I said again.

"Please sugar water" replied the mother again. I'm getting sick of my mom. I don't want to answer the question anymore. I am free to argue with my mother. After all, mom would still not care about Fadly.

With a feeling of annoyance I brought Fadly to my room. And put him to bed. I told Silvana to take care of him as long as I made some fine water. Luckily there was a bit of rice left in the barrel.

The sound of fadly crying was heard all the way to the kitchen. A feeling of tightness in the chest. My hatred for my mother is becoming. I don't know what was on her mind that I could let Fadly cry from hunger. He has what he needs and wants fadly. Don't want him to share it with Fadly. Just this time. The tears began to wash over her cheeks.

"their..." Shouted silvana from the room, breaking my daydream.

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"Yes na. What's up?" I asked while screaming.

"Ade don't want iem eteh" Ena said again.

"Yes begging" I replied. I turned off the stove. Fadly can't wait any longer. Although the water is still very diluted, but I still add water. To be cold. I ran into the room, after I put the water into the pacifier. I gave the pacifier to the fadly. Crying stopped. Fadly drank the water in the pacifier voraciously.

"Ena, keep the adenya bentar ya. Eteh wants to make more milk for ade" about the taste I use the word milk to lie to my sisters who are really just fine water that I make. I see Ena just nodding.

I haven't had time to water the stain I made was done, I heard the sound of fadly crying from the room. I quickly ran to my room. The dot that was supposed to be stuck in his mouth slipped to the side. I don't see silvana in that room. Immediately I put the pacifier back into his mouth. I used a small pillow to refute the milk bottle to stick it in his mouth. After I thought the bottle wouldn't come off, I rushed to the kitchen. Shutting down stove. My gaze was fixed on the courtyard of the house as I returned to the room. I saw silvana playing ground up there. "Ahh, what can I expect from a 3-year-old" I thought. I continued my steps towards the room.

"Take care of your sisters, while you're gone" Mother's voice stopped me just as I was in the doorway. I looked towards my mother.

"Shall I report to you where you're going?" said mother. Sharp view. Stabbed right in my heart. "Just follow my mother's orders" she replied again.

"Yes, but where are you going?" my many.

"The parents asked a lot of questions" answered the mother. The sharper my eyes get when I look at me. Mom stepped out of the house, without waiting for me to answer her question. I followed my mother to the window. Saw him move away from home. He did not care about the silvana who continued to roar in tears to join the mother.

My heart is getting stiffer. I opened the door of the house. Draw silvana's hand to go inside. Silvana was still crying. I don't know what else to do to ease silvana's tears. I let her cry in the living room. I went back into the room. See the fadly who is now sound asleep. Now it's my turn to tell Silvana to shut up. Silvana's cry grew more and more when I forcefully pulled her hand. Stomach that I release the grip of my hand on his arm.

"Atit atit.." cried silvana. I let go of my grip. Silvana held her arm with her other hand. Her crying still won't stop. I rubbed the part I was holding. I feel guilty. My annoyance at the mother who suddenly left, also at the silvana who was crying.

"Why hands?" I asked silvana.

"Mother" silvana replied. I revealed his shirt. Bruises on the arms of silvana appear very clearly on her white skin. The reddish color that will change in a matter of minutes to a purplish blue, the characteristic color of bruised wounds.

"You're in apain?" I said panic.

"Mother's bit" silvana replied with a hiccup.

"Udah, it will also heal. Waiting for me to come home yuk. Last time I promised, coming home from work would bring good food" Silvana's face changed instantly. Her crying is gone. Ena Lamtas ran to the living room window. Looking out of the house, waiting for my father to come home.

Not long after Mom came home. With a hurried step, my mother went to the room. Take out all the contents in his closet and move them into a big bag.

"Where are you going?" my many.

"Diem you" snapped mother. I pulled the bag. Seizing it from the hands of the mother, but the energy of the mother is far many times that of my own strength. Mom pushed me to the floor. My tears broke, but I kept stopping my mother to leave. Maybe my mother's patience was because of me. Mom locked me in the room. Pulling silvana and holding Fadly. Putting you together in one room locked us in from the outside. The three of us cried at each other. But my mother decided to leave. No one can break his heart. Fadly cries though. I looked at the mother who was getting away from the yard. Walking with the man I saw.

Why was I born to a woman who didn't have a heart like her. She was the woman who gave birth to us. The woman who lent her womb for us stayed for 9 months. But she's not our mother. She is just a woman with no heart and no feelings. She's just a woman who never cared about us. The more hatred grows in me.