DISPUTE OF HEART
Asha's wish

“Non, opened the door first ayu” Bik Inah is still faithfully knocking on the door of Asha's room gently, the sound of screams and broken items is no longer heard, but the old woman's worries still had not diminished, confused as to what she should do.

The sound of the phone rang, Bi Inah's attention immediately moved on the phone that was in his negligent pocket.

Instantly the tense look was immediately noticeable from the face that had begun to wrinkle a little, his chest rumbled, no matter what answer he would give to his great master.

“Ha hello Mr..” Bi Inah replied with a trembling tone.

“Bi, where is Berliana?” the man directly pointed at Bi Inah with a question.

“Emh, anu Tuan ..” Bi Inah is getting nervous.

“Anu what? Come tell me!” the man across there sounded furious, hearing a stiff answer from the housekeeper he had trusted.

“Non Asha came home from Den Briyan's house with a gloomy face, entered the room, then was heard crying and smashing things,” Bi Inah reported the incident with a body shaking, cold sweat started to come out from her forehead.

“Why not be calmed as usual?” the voice across there began to rise.

“Sorry Sir, the door is locked” Bi Inah increasingly shakes in fear.

“Use backup key!” frustrated screams.

“Ba well Tuan” Bi Inah nodded with his hand still shaking strongly,

“Reply report to me Berliana's condition! What did Briyan do to make Asha like that? You irresponsible man! Making Berliana smile just isn't becus!” the phone was turned off unilaterally, of course the person across there was holding back his almost overflowing anger.

Bi Inah immediately felt the nightstand drawer located beside Asha's room, grabbed one of Asha's spare keys, and then tried to open it, once, twice, up to three times the trial door still could not be opened, Bi Inah gave up. It is possible that the door was locked using a slot key from the inside.

Confused, Bi Inah could only pacing in front of the door, occasionally seducing Asha to open the door. Until Bi Inah really gave up and finally had to call the Briyan family. Luckily the one who picked up the house phone was Mamih, frantically the soft-hearted woman immediately rushed towards her daughter-in-law's house.

“Bi, Asha where?” panting, Mamih immediately arrived in front of Asha's room, staring at Bi Inah who was still with her anxious face.

“Non Asha was from my mother's house, but only briefly and already back again, he said he wanted to do his sweater for Den Briyan, who made it, but back and forth Non Asha so like this” Bi Inah looked down to report what she knew.

“Briyan! The boy!” Mamih was so furious, he cursed himself, who had been traveling to the Mall with Bintang when Asha came to his house.

Tok ... tok ...

The door was knocked repeatedly by Mamih.

“Honey, Asha .. open the door, son, this Mamih” gently Mamih calls from outside the door, still no movement from inside there.

“Honey, Mamih promised, tomorrow and so on you will leave school with Briyan, later Briyan will Mamih told to bring a car, so you are comfortable and not overheated” persuaded Mamih to use his ultimate weapon, and then you will have to take a car, an Asha will always be destroyed if Briyan's name has been mentioned.

Exactly Mamih guessed, the door opened just like that, raising the face of Asha who was so swollen and chaotic.

“Totally? Mamih promise? Won't lie?” Asha looked at Mamih who was still fixated on looking at her with pity.

“Mamih promise dear, Mamih will make Briyan who picked you up here, you want?” Mamih smiled hugging Asha, then rubbed her back affectionately.

“Asha wants Mih” Asha to nod her head repeatedly.

“Now Asha take a bath first yuk, keep eating, want Mamih to cook?” Mamih again offered softly, looking at her daughter-in-law with pity, her eyes briefly glanced at Asha's room which was so chaotic.

“Iya Mih, Asha mau” the girl nodded, then ran towards the bathroom and did her ritual.

“Bu, please give this, Non Asha also must be treated wound, I saw Non Asha's leg and hand hurt, just now, exposed to broken belling” Bi Inah comes with a box of P3K as well as drugs that have been consumed by Asha to calm the girl when her depression relapses.

“Iya Bi, I will prepare food for Asha” Mamih reach for the medicine given by Bi Inah, then walk towards the kitchen of the luxury house, through the middle room Mamih had stopped his steps, he said, glance at the large portrait that is still on display in the house.

Portrait of the happy image of his best friend's family, his late Vanesa mother Asha, his late Albert father Asha, and the little Asha who was then five years old, the girl had even looked beautiful from a toddler.

“Vanes, I'm sorry, I failed to make your daughter happy” Mamih's eyes are already glazed, immediately wipe her tears and then return to continue the step towards the kitchen.

The middle-aged woman immediately struggled in front of the stove, serving some food that her son-in-law liked, until the cooking was finished to coincide with that Asha came, who was not there, immediately came in the kitchen mini bar and then faced Mamih who was arranging food.

“If Mamah is still there, Asha will do this every day, asking Mamah to cook Asha” favorite food said the girl in a sad tone.

Mamih stopped her hand, looked at the girl with a sad feeling, her heart was easily scratched, especially about the story of her own best friend, there were many memories created from them, she said, friends from Junior High until they pursue a career, succeed together, get married, and have children that are only one year apart, their friendship is like a blood relative.

Mamih heaved a heavy sigh when she remembered each series of events, trying to smile comforting Asha who suddenly dimmed.

“Darling, mamih is your Mamih too, you don't have to hesitate, if you want, you can do this every day with Mamih, whatever you want, whatever you want, Mamih will do” the woman rubbed Asha's head so fondly.

“Asha is lucky to have Mamih” the girl smiled, covering her gaping wound.

“Now eat first yes, Mamih will treat your wounds, look! Whatisthis? Beautiful Mamih child has wounds, aaawww .. this is like not the daughter of Mamih” Mamih smiled seductively Asha who has already fed her food, she said, slowly the hand began to smear the ointment on each wound contained in the skin of Asha, Asha had grimaced repeatedly, but immediately held it when Mamih continued to blow the wound.

“It's finished dear, take this medicine, then rest yes Nak” Mamih thrust a few grains of medicine for Asha to drink, the girl nodded, then chugged it without drama.

“Asha wants to bobok but in the Mamih” elektusin the girl is so spoiled.

“Alright, we are bobok but in the guest room first yes, your room is being cleaned Bi Inah” mamih lead Asha's hand gently, to the guest room in the house.

“Asha wants to sing with Mamih” the girl is now lying down with a blanket that has covered her body to the chest.