My Maduku the Princess in my house
3. Keysa's grief

POVS. Keys

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"Keysa, mom feels better, you bring home mom yes, not long here later the cost is more and more" said mother when I fed the chicken bubu .

"mom sure already mengingan, the face of the mother is still pale and the legs of the mother still can not walk normally , the mother was treated first here yes, I will meet the father reported the condition of the mother ." my answer persuaded mother .

"free key, your father has forgotten the same responsibility , then you even hurt ." said mother, pale face my name is moody .

"what's the key to grandma's house just say yes ma'am, who knows grandma can help us." said I .

"don't key, from the first grandma uti don't like the same mother, if you go there mom is worried there is Aunt Tamara she will definitely insult you like she used to insult mom ." mom's eyes have been condensed .

"yes mother is here first , yesterday Bu Winda gave me enough money Mom, I will pay the hospital as long as mom is here , later if still less I will find again Mom , ' Ma'am ,the important thing is that you can recover ." I said while massaging my mother's leg .

"you go to work at what time the key, you should sleep first then I wake up, you must rest so that the spirit of work remains." said mother .

"at three o'clock in the afternoon, ma'am, I have been praying dhuhur first just rest." I took the face from the bag and then went out to the hospital mushola .

when I finished praying I folded my face and put it back in the bag, when I was about to get out of the mosque my eyes saw someone sleeping near the closet still wearing a face .

I approached the woman who was lying down, I heard a soft cry from this woman .

"make..why sleep here." ask me while sitting next to him .

the woman turned her back and sat in front of me .

"i'm looking for my father, but the address my grandmother gave me is unclear and I've come to the village called grandma, but no one there knows my father ." answer it while sobbing .

"continue now where you are going, why are there no other brothers that can be met." I asked .

"no mbak , I want to go back to Java also free, my grandmother has died my mother left since I was five years old." the woman looked down sad .

"introduce me Keysa, what's your name.if you want to be able to stay in my house ", I said seriously .

"really mbak ....?" oh yes my name is Santi I from the village of Klaten Central Java ." Santi took off her face and put it in a shabby bag next to her .

"let's come with me san .." I took Santi out of the mosque .

"we ate first yes, you must have not had lunch yes, your face was pale and limp." I said taking her to sit in the hospital canteen chair .

"thank you mbak , so lucky I can meet people as good as Keysa ." he said .

the canteen waiter brought a plate of rames rice and two glasses of sweet iced tea .

"keysa don't eat." asked Santi when he saw that there was only one plate of rice .

"i had eaten in my mother's room, you ate yes after this we went to my mother's room.he was being treated here.' I took a glass in front of me and drank iced tea while watching Santi .

Santi had finished eating, I paid at the cashier and took Santi to my mother's room .

"where'd you come from, key, uh this is your friend when the key came." mother asked as Santi and I walked into the mother's room .

"this is Santi Bu , he went to his father to Lampung but did not meet , want to go back to Java also do not have anyone ready anymore , I want to invite Santi to stay with us ,may not be Miss ."

mom noticed Santi who was still standing next to me, I turned to Santi, she looked down at mom like that , and then she smiled .

"your name is kiddo .." asked Santi .

"i am Santi Bu, I come from central Java Klaten." said Santi while looking down .

"stay with mom and Keysa, mom so have a friend when Keysa work, oh yes you have not eaten yet." ask mom again .

"already Ma'am, Keysa's mbak's new take me to eat in the cafeteria." he said .

"key, I asked the doctor if I could go home, the doctor said this afternoon I could go home, please see Dr. Hartono ya." ask me mother .

"yes ma'am I went to Doctor Hartono's room first.' I said as I stepped out .

at five o'clock in the afternoon I took my mother and Santi home and helped my mother into the house and pushed the wheelchair into my room .

"san, you want to go to work, you will come home at 10 pm, please take care of your mother san." I ordered Santi .

I went into my mother's room to say goodbye, by riding my old matic motorbike to the restaurant, so it's permission to Miss Winda if I take care of my mother's return, Bu Winda doesn't mind .

until at the restaurant visitors are very crowded, the sea food restaurant Bu Winda is very famous besides its delicious cuisine the price is also not too expensive, pas bagan .

my job in addition to taking care of bookkeeping or restaurant finances also doubles as a cashier, Dela directly gave her seat to me when I came and she returned to work serving buyers .

"how much is it all, table no 8 is the same in the two-cup serving of Padang crab sausage and tomato shrimp sauce." the male voice in front of me diverts Ku from the screen i pad cashier .

"all 235 thousand sir ..." My eyes were round when I saw the man standing before me, and he was nervous .

"dad,, tega once father....

haven't had time to talk dad cut it .

"don't say much, here's the money, take the rest for you." she said tightly and went to the exit .

I saw on the table there were five pieces of money a hundred thousand, I did not take it, my heart was too sick with the attitude of the father, when the mother was sick and needed the father, ' I did not take it ,but I never cared about eating at a restaurant with whom.

"hey,key you why cry ." joint manager restaurant reprimanded me .

"ma..sorry sir joints ..." I hurriedly wiped my tears with tissue .

"why, you sick key, your face is pale once." ask the joint again .

"no sir was thinking about mom at home again, excuse me sir." I took the money on the table and put it in the drawer .

mr. Jende walked away from the cashier table to his room on the second floor, my heart is still sad considering the attitude of the father earlier, at least the father never misses me his only child, it hurts so bad to remember the incident earlier .

ten o'clock at night all the employees have gone home to me and pack joints, I immediately take my bag and prepare to go home .

"key , who do you go home with." asked the joint pack when coming down from the top floor .

"i bring a motor pack." I replied as I opened the front door of the restaurant and let the joint pack out first.

"thank you, key, if that's what I am first, be careful to bring the bike." he said before entering the car .

I nodded and walked towards the parking lot of the motorbike, then went home . Along the way my heart was still shrouded in sadness , my eyes were wet when I remembered my father and mother's faces .

back when I was in Elementary school my father loved me and my mother very much, even though my father came home only Saturday and Sunday but my father always cared for me and my mother .

dad started to change when I went to junior high school, dad rarely comes home and if I'm the same mom looking for dad to his office, dad must be angry and tell us to go home .

the money given by my father also became very little, my mother was forced to work at Padang restaurant to meet our needs .

when I was in High School, I helped the mother sell clothes taken from the boss of the mother of the owner of the Padang restaurant, every time I went home from school I offered the clothes to the house of the residents ,ever day full of sales I don't sell, I go home crying .

since then my mother banned me from selling and asked me to focus on learning, my mother took another job by washing and ironing the neighbor's clothes after coming home from the diner .

until finally the mother fell ill , the mother suffered from chronic gout and stroke , the jewelry from the father's gift was sold out , lucky when I graduated school immediately got a job at the restaurant Bu Winda .

at 22:20 I got home, I opened the front door with a spare key that I always carry, I pushed my motor into the house and walked to my mother's room .

"the Keysa just got home ." Santi came out of mom's room when I was just about to open the door .

"iya San, you haven't slept yet." I asked .

"just want to go to the bathroom, just open the door there is a key mbak." said Santi, then he moved to the back .

I changed my clothes and went into my mother's room, as usual I slept next to my mother.Santi I told her to sleep in my room .

I embrace the weak body beside me, I love my mother as much as she loves me, may one day God open the door of my heart to return to this house , live with me and mother .

I slept in my mother's arms .