Long time ago there was a girl named Darmi living with her mother. Her father passed away when she was kid. So, her mother worked alone her. Unfortunately, Darmi was a bad girl. She didn't want to help her mother to work. She always dressed up and when her mother invited to work in the field she didn't want because she was afraid getting blacker skin if she worked in the field. So, her mother worked by herself and sold the harvest by herself too.
One day after her mother harvest the crop and got money after selling it, Darmi asked her mother to buy her cosmetics tool. "I will buy cosmetic tools for you. But, you've to follow me in order to not to get wrong when I buy the cosmetic tools" her mother said. Darmi agreed with her mother statement and decided to go to the market with her mother.
Darmi was actually shy to walk together with her mother. Then, she asked her mother to walked behind her and her mother didn't know at all why her daughter asked her to walk behind her. On the way, Darmi met her friend.
"Hello Darmi! This is the first time I see you going to the market. Anyway, who is with you?" her friend asked. " she is my servant" Darmi answered. Hearing the answer, Her mother felt so sad and upset. Her tear wanted to come out but she tried to bear it. Then Darmi met her friend met her second time and asked the same question. It broke her mother more. When they would arrive in the market, Darmi met her friend for the third time and asked the same question. "why do people ask me the same question?" Darmi asked. "the old woman who walked with me isn't mother and she will ever possible to be my mother. Look at her! She is awful and she is totally different than me. She is just only my servent" Darmi answered. Hearing that, her mother couldn't bear her feeling any more. Her tear came out. She never imagined her daughter whom her care for in her whole life said that. Then, she prayed to God for giving her daughter punishment to make her wary. Suddenly, Darmi couldn't move her body anymore. Her body turned into stone little by little. She fell down and cried. "what's happening with my body" Darmi asked. "that's because of your bad treatment to me, Darmi!" her mother answered. "Mom, please forgive me! Please mom, please! Nooo" Darmi turned into a stone. Her mother could do nothing because it happened because of her praying and her willing to lost her daughter.
After that accident, people moved Darmi stone to another place. they named the Darmi stone as "The crying stone" because the stone showed the sad face of crying. After that accident too, people always reminded their children, their family and their friends to always obey their parents whatever they are because parents are the only people who care and love them more than everybody and God ridha is depends of both parents and wrath of God depends on their wrath.
