
"Ga there's something you need to tell me about your axa. Whatever happens you're still our grandchild, someday you'll know for yourself" that's just the answer from grandma Marni..zero is the result.
the weather was starting to light when I left the house of the marni grandmother maybe this was already at 09:00 small children began to run in the street, farmers bercaping began to be seen in the tea garden owned by the marni grandmother.
my mother's family is the heir to this tea garden, but still my brothers and I feel the bitter life, maybe coffee without sugar is more delicious to be absorbed than my life and my sisters.
"send him to your sister, I don't want my life and our children to be so unlucky.see your mother what do you get from taking care of it? severe pain, I don't want to be the same fate as your mother" again....the tears I held were unstoppable again.I threw my feet into the kitchen where it was safest....
"patience non axa, the interview was uneducated, she was self-talking, ugly, old-fashioned" I felt the hand of the bik mar stroking my head that was bowed because of the weight of tears...
"sir...is it true that I am an illegitimate child? is everything the aunt said true bik?"
"only a fool speaks like that non, there is no bastard in this world non.quietly there is God with you non" aiih bik mar language is very good at heart.
this afternoon the house is very quiet.sepiii, I have to find my own secret.batinku, omku workspace.yes the workspace is. first of all I have to talk to bik mar, he has to be willing and obliged to help me.
"bik..bibiiiii..help me bik, keep the door of the workspace om. I'll look for something"
"Don't non..don't, later om non will explode.bibi please non"
"keep here bik..kalo anyone comes give code what cake ..ya bi.please bi"
I spread my eyes all over the room.many pictures of me and my grandmother were there.and there were pictures of men I had never seen in my entire life. I opened all the drawers Zero..zero. My sweat skated safely all over my body even though the ac of the room was not dead. This is what it feels like to be an amateur thief. Bookshelves.yes bookshelves in bookshelf movies become the safest secret place.
Just now I was holding a book heard a whistling sound bik mar.I know I'm in danger.jik om know there will definitely be an explosion. especially if aunt lidya who caught me can be accused like me.
"hayo bik..kit to kitchen"
"dapet what non?"
"zong bik....oh who came home bik?"
"mang aaron non.sorry non aunty already scared"
"ah aunty..ya already bik...besok again we effort" I left the aunt with a million questions in the brain aunty..biarin deh aunty mar busy with his own mind....I almost succeeded