A CHILD AS PUPPET
RESIDENCE FOR SATRIA
Satria who met again with the street sweeper Mother who had helped him, took Satria to the warteg.
"Mom, I've eaten here, if Mom is hungry, I'll just eat and I'll wait here" said Satria who thought she would be taken to eat Mother street sweeper.
"Include her sister Mother, We were both orphans since childhood and our spouses cheated on each other so We decided to age alone" said the mother introduced her Brother.
"You know him Nur?" ask the shop owner.
"Know Mas, the person who once fainted who never criticized before was loh," replied Ibu Nur street sweeper.
"Is that the young man you told me about back then?" ask Nur.
"Yes right Mas To" said Bu Nur.
Because the visitors are deserted. Mr. To approached Satria while giving him a cup of coffee.
"Mas, I nyapu first," said Bu Nur after drinking water in the shop Pak To.
"Where do you live, son? and whose name are you?" ask Mr. To.
"House I don't have Sir, My name is Satria" replied Satria.
"Ohh Satria is very good name, is you son than the hanging is not clearly better to stay at the house of Mr. To, I just live together with Dik Nur, I just live together, if there is you there will be a friend to talk to you if you go home selling," said Pak To offering a place to stay for Satria.
"But sir, I also do not have a job, if just hitchhiking it does not feel good Sir," said Satria was reluctant.
"Halah Son, I did not think about it, for the business of eating so that Mr. Liabu Bapak open the stall, make a meal We all the stalls are more than enough," explained Mr. To.
"Sit here first, I want to serve the buyer Nak," said Mr. To whose stall began the arrival of buyers.
It did not feel like it was afternoon, Pak To and Bu Nur had finished their work.
"Let's go, kid, we go home now" said Mr. To while bringing 2 bushels of food.
"Yes sir" said Satria.
Satria then helped Pak To bring his challenger while Bu Nur looked fan-fans his face, probably because tired all day sweeping the streets.
They walked only about 1/2 hour and when he arrived at the house Mr. To immediately open the door, "Let's enter Nak into our simple hut," said Mr. To after the door opened.
In his absence all the windows of the house and a fresh breeze entered the house.
"Here son," call Mr. To.
Satria put a bushel on the table and immediately approached Mr. To, "This is your room, it's in the closet there are clothes the same pants when you were young, first, just try it might fit for you and do not forget to clean the bed first and love the bed linen in the closet, if you have clothes, if you already get clothes, later you go straight to the back then turn right well there is a bathroom, please take a shower first and later We continue to talk again after dinner," said Mr. To while explaining the bathroom.
While Bu Nur went straight into the room and went to the bathroom because his body was tired.
Pak To to the kitchen warms the side dishes and rice that he brought from the stall and served back on the bushel.
Satria who was busy cleaning the bed and changing her bed sheet so remembered her mother who usually cleaned her bed and tidied it up.
Satria's tears came back, He let out a long sigh.
"Ma, I miss Mama" said Satria, wiping her tears.
"Well" complains Satria.
Satria immediately woke up from his seat and He began to choose clothes that were in the closet, all looked small in his clothes and his pants were shagged.
"But nothing for a while," said Satria finally took a pair of used clothes Pak To.
After bathing Satria met Bu Nur and Pak To who were ready at the dining table.
"Let's Nak We eat potluck," bargained Pak To where seen the remaining sales of Pak To who did not run out earlier.
"Yes sir, thank you in advance" said Satria.
They eat together while occasionally joking feels warm this family, even though the brothers seem to love each other.
"Mas, tomorrow try Satria buy used clothes a few pieces, masa' He must wear clothes ringkrang so pity," said Bu Nur.
"Yes Dik, let Satria follow Mas tomorrow to the flea market" said Mr. To.
Not long after dinner was over.
Mr. To and Satria sat on the terrace looking at the full moon.
"Son, may you feel at home living here yes, although it looks lonely but at least We are not far from anything and the house we inhabit can protect the heat and rain," said Mr. To.
"Let's drink the coffee first," said Bu Nur while carrying a tray containing fried food and hot coffee.
Satria feels bad about The two of them, He is determined to find work, but what work? the bag containing the hijasah and other important letters is no longer there. Satria's eyes stared at the moon blankly.
"Hayo is thinking, son?" tanya Bu Nur surprised Satria.
"No Ma'am, I just want to get a job but what job does not need the same amount of capital because I do not have both" said Satria expressed everything he thought at this time.
"Help me at the stall how?" tawar Pak To's.
"If I help Mr. To in the stalls that there will be people who will come out of money for my salary, can't not be so, They've been good to me, They've been good to me, so I want my work to be independent of Them so I have my own income" said Satria.
"No sir thank you for the offer, I want a job that does not bother you and Mom," said Satria honestly.
Pak To and Bu Nur looked at each other.
"Then what kind of work do you want to do, son?" said Mr. To confused.
"Mas, in participating in a highway project how do not need a pilgrimage and the results are quite good, too" proposed Bu Nur.
"Have you ever worked coolies, lifted cement, lifted bricks and the like?" ask Mr. To doubt if this cool looking Satria ever worked hard.
"Never sir" said Satria, shaking his head.
His whole life had never worked so hard, most likely He would not be able to work so hard.
"Pity that Nak Satria becomes a coolie that there will be even sick He later," said Mr. To who did not agree with his sister's proposal from the beginning.
