COLD DUDA
PROPOSAL ?
“Mama” Toddler 26 months old up ahead there with his gimbul running up to me.
“Na miss same mom, home grandma mom far yes. Had to board the plane first” lisp lips continue to chatter, somehow this child does not look tired.
I greeted his embrace somewhat squatting to equalize his height,
“Mama also miss Na” Immediately I carried and approached her mama Mas Akmal.
“Assalamualaikum ma, healthy?” I extended my hand to greet her, and she immediately pulled me into her arms with Leona still in my arms.
“Waalaikumussalam, Alhamdulillah healthy. How are you ? Seneng can meet father mother ya”
No need to answer again, from the twinkle of my face can be ascertained and very clearly the maman Mas Akmal can guess it, how happy I was when I was still given the opportunity to go back to the village and meet my father with his condition is still seger, healthy wal afiat.
Mas Akmal immediately took Leona from my sling, and had chattered and spoiled – with his bidadari.
Afternoon before Magrib, Tuesday. His mother Mas Akmal, Leona, and the mother landed safely at Juanda.
This time there is no need to wait for a taxi, because you propose to rent a car. To be more efficient in time, and can relax on the road. Moreover, there will be small children who participate, afraid – is afraid of fussing on the road and must stop first in the rest area.
Not directly back to Kediri, because surely mama is quite tired of knowing already age especially with Leona who is getting smarter and more active, more and more, although there is a mbak who is ready to help but it is not good to feel even though there is mbak we charge every time to him. Everyone has energy capacity, there is time for rest, and so is it now.
The journey of Sidoarjo – Kediri was quite time consuming and can be sure to reach home almost midnight because of the uncertain street situation, can be smooth or stuck.
The white avanza drove quite moderately, splitting the streets of Surabaya. Cars that have been very – very luxurious for villagers like me.
“I want bobo same mom mama mbak”
“Truly ? Don't want to be with dad ?”
“Iya bener”
“Same miss dad?”
“So, I miss her same mom not the same dad”
“Okey, don't be naughty but ya”
Until now in the hotel lobby, Leona was back in my arms. Mas Akmal offered me to book my own room, but I refused.
“Don't do it, I'm the same Leona as gpp. Dear money can make other needs”
“Money can be searched deck, the important convenience”
The feeling of arrogance and unpleasantness stuck in the heart, but want on the sidelines was free even afraid of fighting. I'm a typical person who, what – anything just as long as do not quarrel.
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The next day at Dhuhur time we arrived back at Kediri, soon the men of – men rushed worshipers in the back of the mosque which is still one area because it is indeed a mushala that was used for families only after he died was only used for public use. Understand the village people his son a lot – a lot so pray too
the family must have a mosque or even a mosque.
At home is crowded bude – pakde and cousins because my mother is the last child in her family. The simple application event this time was held, quite simple and so fast. May this be the right soul mate too, my inner self.
Traditional Javanese, if you want to get married must be matched weton and the market. Calculated whether it is suitable or not, many are also not suitable and end up finished at this stage. The Javanese believe in this weton count.
Whatever the outcome, if the soul mate will surely be matched.
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“Ndul, you came home kog do not tell me?” The sound of screaming from Ika, my best friend during this Aliyah echoed throughout the room.
“Halo ponakan ateu ? How is it said handsome. Healthy ? Why do you want your bundle to scream – scream ?”
“Why the hell are you ? Ponanku kangen tuh”
“Iya, her atheu stopped far away. Not coming home – home, all home do not give news. Where by – by it telor crust ?”
“Elah, stale dong if you have to bring it from Jakarta. Buy in Pare also now already many who sell”
“Kalo from Jakarta is guaranteed authenticity, original do not pack extra”
“Lo piker whatan kalek pack original kayak auto parts motor only. Main dong to Jakarta, later to be satisfied to eat telor” crust When pregnant, Ika never malem – malem phone just kepengen see I eat telor crust, fortunately there is still a sale. Pregnant women like to be weird.
“Eh you have no news yet, saturday children – children will want to have Reunian. Many say from the organizing committee you are difficult to contact, I was asked yes diem just said do not know your contact. Afraid of spreading bok, it has become a broadcaster Capital”
“Eby lo”
“Elo can come no ? still hunted or already have to cus again ?”
“Tomorrow, ask your father first what not to do. Sunday afternoon I returned to Jakarta again”
“Once a girl, go where – where you used to be the same father. Relax, no one wants to kidnap kog eat you a lot because”
“Eh do not carelessly lo, later I marry not go home – go home again lo kangen”
“Emang has found his soul mate?”
“Wait for an invitation to come to your house, do not get the hangers loh”
“Ah elo mah, definitely joke mulu”
In friendship, there is never a secret between us. But for this time, let it be a secret between me, the related family and God alone. Afraid of the failures I've experienced.
The phone with Ika was cut off, the clock on the wall was clinking quite loudly the sign that there was no more busyness in the streets causing even a small sound to sound loud.
Brush teeth already, ablution, wash feet also already, time to order the body. I'll get a cell phone for the charger. Surprised at the missed call several times from Mas Akmal. What's up, huh ?
“Assalamualaikum, what's up mas ?” Immediately I called back, afraid of what happened – what because maybe this city is quite foreign to his Family.
“Waalaikumussalam, ga what's – what. That was Leona who was phone”
“Now where is Dedek ?”
“Udah bobok, earlier he wanted your phone. Wait a little later so overslept”
“Sorry, I called a friend in kampung”
“Iya no papa, already malem cepet rest”
“Iya mas, tomorrow morning I'm calling ya”
Phone cut off~ For this time I feel a little bit there is a bad taste, somehow call it. What's clear is why the phone was just Leona, not because it was in her personal interest to contact me.
Tired, I finally fell asleep.
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Greetings, Alleya !
