The Bukit Atas Heritage House
SECRET OF MS. HANUM

I walked through the flower garden I don't know today I just want to be alone. The words of Ms. Hanum last night, made me keep thinking, what does that mean. That's what makes me more curious and want to know, how far Ms. Hanum knows this place.

Mang Asep was cleaning the aviary, when I came to the pavilion. He was a little surprised, but he tried to cover it up.

"What is this mang ?."

"The Burung Jalak."

"Good chirping mang ?."

"Good den..hehe."

"Mommy used to come here?" I asked again, without mentioning Hanum by name.

"Often den, before..."

"Before what is mang ?."

"Sorry den, mature mamang water, mamang kedapur first," said Asep mang, like dodging.

I waited a long time Asep mang back, but Asep mang did not also appear. I tried to get him inside.

"Mang!, Mang Asep!," I called slowly, no answer.

When I entered the living room, I accidentally caught a shadow in the room. I walked closer, and from the opening of the door, I saw Asep was talking to someone, I don't know who.

"Yes.iya, I'll ask for help ki Anom, later."

I quickly turned outside, when I saw Asep hanging up the phone and walking towards the door. I squatted near the starlings, as if watching the beloved bird Asep mang. He was a little surprised because I still hadn't left.

"Loh Aden is still here ?,"

"Yes mang, I noticed this bird again, good. Sometimes I want to buy also to put in the mother's house."

"Bu Hanum doesn't like den birds, he likes cats. He likes to be mad when he comes see me taking care of birds."

"Oh yeah, I forgot, if you don't like birds."

"I've already returned first mang, bi Inah later nyariin again."

I live in Asep mang who is cool with the bird. My brain was filled with questions that kept me thinking.

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Kyai Hasan asked me to sit down, as I passed by.

"Son Linggar, come here."

"What's wrong, kyai" I said, sitting in front of him."

"Look son, tomorrow I have to go home, because I've long left pesantren, kasian santri-santri there, no one to guide."

"Fatimah also came home kyai."

I was silent, my heart was troubled. Kyai Hasan looked at me deeply.

"What's up, son, talk."

"Kyai, I don't know where to start, I'm so worried, it looks like there's someone who doesn't want my presence here and he wants me to be wretched."

Kyai Hasan frowned, then wisely said..

"Well son, I'll postpone my return, until I want to move back to the city."

"Fetul kyai?, thank God."

Like kids who get toys, I like not to play, I kiss Kyai Hasan's hands over and over again, I hug her body tightly.

Kyai Hasan patted me on the shoulder warmly while smiling.

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"Bi..mas Linggar, what is his favorite bi ?."

"Oh.den Linggar it, like the same vegetable asem, fried tempeh same anchovy balado Can add many times he if he has eaten with the side dish neng."

"May I cook today bi ?."

"By.can be very neng."

Then Fatimah cooks deftly, bi Inah and bi Narti who help, amazed by the beauty and cleverness of the girl cooking.

Not long after, all the food is ready and served. I smell my favorite dishes directly come to the dining table, while inviting Kyai Hasan.

"Let's eat our kyai, it looks like this cook is good."

We ate together, without Asep's mang of course, because he never wanted to, eat one table with us. I ate well, because today's cooking was really good.

"Bi, today's aunt's cooking is very good, especially the vegetables, other than the usual aunt cook, more delicious, anyway top deh," said I after eating food.

"It's not the aunt who cooks it."

"Trus who is bi?, bi Narti?, wah aunty means there is a rival huh..hehehe."

"Not den, not bi Narti either, but neng Fatimah."

I stared at Fatimah, who seemed timid to be praised.

"Fatimah ?,"

"Yes, with Fatimah."

"Fatimah, thank you, for cooking my favorite meal."

Fatimah nodded with a shy smile. At that time, Fatimah looked very beautiful and beautiful. I can't hide the love that's growing in my heart. Dear God, please ease my way to marry her, my prayer is in my heart.