Mas Duda Looking For Mom Milk
Shadow of Pain
It does not feel like seven days have passed, tonight will be the last night of study at the home of both parents Tama. That means that a week of time has passed. Seven days Tama became a widower, and seven days Citra became an orphan.
Having an ASI Mother at home is quite helpful because the need for ASI for Image is fulfilled. Today is also the last day Tama took a leave of absence from work, next Monday later Tama will be back to work. On this seventh day, not more relieved, but Tama actually felt increasingly lost. Reading the holy verses of the Quran with careful and mention the name of Allah, it seems that the heart of Tama is even more painful.
Then to all the sepulchers of the Muslim men and women, and to the mu’minin men and women from the Eastern world to the Western part, both on land and at sea. Especially our fathers and mothers, our male and female grandmothers, our great teachers and their great teachers, to his teacher our teacher and to the one who caused us all to gather here, and especially to the spirit of Cellia.
The reading of the verse which then continued with Surat Al-Fatihah really makes Tama crowded. While chanting Al-Fatihah, his voice moved, his tears welling up by themselves.
It's been seven days, Cellia …
A week ago, I lived my own life with Citra …
Trying to live the day with the remnants of the power I have …
Are you there happy, Cellia?
If you're there happy, we you left behind are still covered in grief, Cellia …
I miss you …
In every holy verse I recite, there is my prayer, my longing, and my love for you …
Oh, Cellia …
I miss you .. Citra also miss you.
After Yasinan that night, Tama chose to hold Citra for a moment. The young papa still shows the deep sadness that is still reflected in the look on his face. The neighbors and relatives present also gave words of encouragement to Tama. Just like Doctor Bisma and Kanaya who also attended tonight.
“Passion continues yes Tama ... the world continues to spin, the world is not over. A hopeful next day awaits you and also Citra,” said Doctor Bisma.
Tama smiled blandly, “Just trying to live Mas Bisma .. I do not know until when I can survive,” reply Tama.
“That said Mas Bhishma was right, Tama. The spirit continues. We sympathize with you, it seems that it is not enough to be expressed in words. Only, now take good care of the image. He is the love of you both,” said Kanaya.
Tama nodded her head, “Makasih Mbak Kanaya .. thanks also to the ASIP given for Citra. However, now there is Mina who breastfeeds Citra, hopefully suitable and can be long with Citra,” said Tama.
“Sama-sama .. A bag of Mother's milk in the refrigerator is very valuable for babies. Anytime if need ASIP say the same Mas Bhishma. Stock in refrigerator is always there, can share with Airlangga,” reply Kanaya.
It feels like Tama is really lucky to be surrounded by good people. Good parents, family, relatives, and neighbors. It's just that it still feels so painful in the heart.
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The next day …
Tama asked Mama Rina for permission to go home for a while. It was because there was a work shirt he had to take.
“Mama, Tama go home for a while well.. grab a work shirt and baby gear for the still new Citra at home,” said Tama to Mama.
“Whose name is Tam?” ask Mama Rina.
“Only alone, Ma ... at most it's just a minute,” reply.
Mama Rina let out a heavy sigh. Didn't mean anything. It's just that Mama Rina is still worried if she goes back into the house it actually evokes all the memories of Tama with Cellia. For all that, Mama Rina seemed to have no heart to let Tama go home alone.
“Sama Mama only yes Tam .. do not be alone,” reply Mama Rina.
“Alright, Ma,” Tama says.
It was the first time after Cellia's death that Tama got out of the house and drove back to the car. Although the distance of her parents' house with her own house is not too far away, but Mama Cellia wants to accompany her only son.
At moderate speed, Tama drove her car and now she has arrived at her house. Minimalist type house with two floors painted white and gray it looks lonely from the outside. Just as she was about to step inside her house, Tama felt her heart pounding. Recalling the day, she came out of this house by embracing Cellia's shoulder, taking her to the Hospital. Now, after eight days, Tama returned to this house alone.
“Strong Tam,” said Mama Rina as soon as the two opened the door and entered the house.
Tama sighed, circulating her gaze to every corner of the house, with their various wedding photos still hanging on the wall. Memories of how they filled the day in every corner of this house instantly appeared, Tama's chest felt so tight. Until finally, Tama closed her eyes slowly. Very sick, very lost, his heart is very bitter.
“Tama, to the room first Ma,” part.
Mama Rina nodded her head, the woman cleaned Tama's house. Not occupied in eight days certainly makes this house dusty. Removing the remaining trash into the trash. Mama Rina gave Tama time to manage her emotions and heart. When Tama was in her room, Mama Rina chose to clean the house. Mama Rina's own heart was powerless with the sadness she felt as well. However, for the sake of Tama, Mama Rina tried to be strong and also strong.