
Bima's hard face with Pratista who emerged from behind the room with a surprised look was clearly displayed when she saw her daughter crying as she pleased. Pratista glanced at the husband who was still tightening his veins. “If there's anything with Sita, you're wrong, Mas!” emphatically.
Pratista approached Sita with a soft ripple. He tried to persuade Sita. However, Sita firmly rejected it.
“Don't touch me, Ma!” shouted Sita who was still roaring in Hideki's arms.
“Sita, Dengerin Mama first, Darling,” persuade Pratista without stopping. Bima turned his face, then galloped away leaving the child and his wife. He needs a lot of oxygen so as not to explode in front of his two favorite women.
Sita's crying is getting louder. He felt betrayed by his parents. “Ta, already, huh? Later you cape if the cry continues,” scold Hideki.
In his arms, Sita shook her head. “Gak, want! It's too crowded for me!”
Pratista wants to see his daughter. He shed tears. In fact, rarely do Pratistas show their weak side. “Tata, Dengerin Mama first, yuk.” His voice sounded raucous and hoarse as it held back the crying.
Sita releases her embrace from Hideki. With the help of the man as well, Sita cleansed her face from the remains of tears. He looked at Pratista sharply. “Yes, clear now, Ma!”
“Sita, can't do that. Anyway she's your Mama, be nice, Ta,” scolds Hideki while tidying up Sita's messy hair.
Sita glanced at Hideki at a glance, then clucked dislike. “Salah she herself keeps hurting me, Eki!” his screeches. He stared at Pratista. “Come, he said to explain!” force Sita in a hurry.
Pratista. He looked at Hideki for a moment. As if understanding the signal, Hideki was about to move on. However, Sita's tiny arms prevented it. “You are here, plis,” please Sita. He could no longer face his family alone. Midan was not with him.
He must have a grip if he does not want to fall back.
...•••...
In the back of his yard, in the gazebo. Pratista tells a lot, especially about the plans of his parents who participated in the match between Trella and Widan. Indeed not all, because there are things that Sita should not know. Maybe he'll tell you later.
“We have also been aware of your connection all along. That became the main point underlying matchmaking.”
“If Mama knows about it, why should they be Mama, Papa matein, anyway!” refute Sita did not accept. He also did not understand the thoughts of his parents.
If you already know, why make it difficult, anyway!
“Yes, that! You guys just make things more complicated!” grunts Sita.
A second later, Sita realized the peculiarity of his words. His cheeks are red. He was wasting his breath greedily. “Lupain-lupain, I was wrong to say.”
After that speech, it was only the first time Sita heard the voice of her mother who laughed without any falsehood or imagery. He was stunned for a while and enough he admitted, if he admired his mother's current figure. He looks more maniacal in his eyes.
Pratista's hands stretched out to rub Sita's hair until it became messy. Sita herself seemed sedated by the rest of her mother's laughter, only able to remain silent without any protest at all. “You are more innocent than we imagined yes, Tata.”
Perhaps the effect of the word "Tata" that his mother spoke and the consequences of the coming month, Sita became very sensitive. She immediately came back crying again. That's not unabated from Hideki's surveillance. But this time, Hideki is more able to overcome the excessive worry and Sita is also the end not stubborn so obey.
Hideki glances awkwardly at Pratista. As if understanding, Pratista nodded slowly. “Thank you, Tan,” said.
Pratista allows her daughter to be soothed by Hideki. He saw everything in silence. Observing how Hideki tried to comfort Sita or Hideki's actions and views on Sita, did not escape his supervision. The treatment of Hideki on Sita, almost resembles the treatment of Widan on Sita, first.
As a mother, Pratista always wanted the best for her daughter. Although Sita and herself look different, Pratista really wants to protect Sita from the things she had experienced before. Widan and Hideki remind him of two men who did not escape his memory and family circle. In fact, one of them, has officially become her husband.
“We—Mama and Papa—just want the best for you, Ta. Although you view the way we do this is wrong,” continued Pratista after Sita subsided from her crying.
“I mean Mama and Papa, we just want you to be happy. Regardless of our behavior that never makes you satisfied with the abundance of affection.”
Pratista sighed softly. It really hurts, if you expose all this to Sita. He could not bear it, but saw Sita who was waiting for an answer from him, making Pratista had to hold back all the turmoil that squeezed his heart to feel full.
“Mama .. just don't want you to experience the vicious cycle like you used to feel.” Pratista felt her crying would be even more intense than this, for that, she would rather resign. “Sorry, Ta. Because Mama, you're having something unpleasant. But my mom really wants you to be happy. Mama hope, you understand, Tata. Mom says it first.”
After telling half the truth, Pratista walked away from Sita. Her tears were non-stop. His old memory again rotated like an obsolete cassette.
Meanwhile, Sita looked at the back of her mother who walked away. A part of him still does not understand his mother's words. But in part, he felt he should not dig further into his curiosity which would make him feel more guilty for hurting his own mother.
Sita's views soon turn to Hideki. “Me-in your opinion, ap-what should I do?” said stammering.