A Love for Khayra
City Child
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A clear Sunday, with a clear blue sky, a cool country atmosphere with mountains perched firmly on its throne.
Khayra with a carefree smile that always covered her tiny lips, pedaling a favorite bike to her mother's shop. Every holiday Khayra from morning will go to help Mother in the store, after making up at home.
There will be no time for laziness, the demands of life that require Khayra to spend time working, instead of like other teenagers who enjoy free time.
Greet every villager he met along the road to the tavern.
Khayra arrived at the shop and leaned the bike on the pole, said hello to all the buyers, ran small into the kitchen of the shop, took the back of the hand Mother kissed him with reverence.
" Ra coffee 2 cups! "
" Ra Nambuh side dish with rice lime! "
" Ra pack 4 nasi uduk to take home! "
" Nduk Ra wedang his ginger a glass! "
The riot of buyers who ordered food and drinks, to make Khayra overwhelmed.
Khayra never complained even though he did not have time to play like most children his age, who had fun.
Shoppers gradually left the store after getting breakfast, the store began to quiet, before lunch crowded again.
Khayra deftly cleaned the dining table, collect the plates of glasses used by buyers to eat, and then washed.
Khayra routine every day, Khayra sat down in the back of the shop to enjoy breakfast with Mother.
Today Si Mbok went to the field with the help of Mr. Eko, a worker who always helps heavy work in the Khayra family.
" Later after helping Mommy prepare, deliver food supplies to Mbok Fatma and Pak Eko ya Nak! " Tutur Mommy softly.
" Good Mother. "
They again enjoyed breakfast, a plate of getuk lindri and ginger tea.
A capsule antelope, a car owned by the head of this village.
Only 2 people in this village have cars, which is quite luxurious for villagers who mostly only ride ontel bikes. Mr. village chief, Mr. Bahrun and cowboy, Mr. Suwoto.
Arini and her family stop by the tavern to eat, along with a young man from the town named Blue. Blue looks to walk with a limp.
" Rara Assalamualaikum, Mother.."
" Walaikumsalam! " The mother and son answered in unison, turning to the owner of the voice.
" Bahrun, Mother Goddess, come on in! "
" Thank you Mother. "
Khayra glanced at Blue's feet. Blue uses knee-length pants, visible wounds are still wrapped in bandages.
" Arini, the tumben comes the same Mr Mother used to come alone? " Tell Mother later.
" Yes Mother, I told Arin to accompany Nak Biru. " Answer to the Goddess Mother.
" Send to be a temporary bodyguard for Mother. " Seloroh Arini's.
Arini and Blue fight with each other round their eyes.
" Arina. " Reproach Mr. Bahrun.
Arini looked down, Blue smiled.
Blue and Khayra had met a glance, although as fast as lightning then Khayra threw away his face, Blue looked at Khayra who was throwing his face.
The weird guy from yesterday. Bathin Khayra.
Chick, jutek again. Blue murmured in the heart no less upset.
Mommy welcomes the family friendly Arini, and Blue, please sit down and prepare food orders. Arini immediately mixed in the kitchen with Khayra.
" Please eat Father and Mother Bahrun, please Son Blue! "
" Though the cuisine of the village, Mother Hilda's cuisine is delicious lho Nak Biru, may Nak Biru like and feel at home living here. " Said the Goddess Mother.
Blue seemed to nod politely, with a slightly forced smile. Mr. Bahrun patted Blue's shoulder slowly.
" Good Om Bahrun, Aunt Goddess thank you. "
Mother accompanied the Arini family to eat, while occasionally talking.
Arini and Khayra were both busy at the back well of the shop, chatting while Khayra washed some kitchen utensils.
" Ra you owe me an explanation, yesterday why could you drive Blue home? "
" Heeh, ask yourself the same strange guy! "
" You two are asked to be compact like this, yes, Blue asked to ask you Ra, this is change ask you instead asked to ask back to Blue. " Sumput Arini sewot.
" When the strange man wandered on the banks of the river, it seemed to slip over the river bed. " The Khayra Light.
" He was the son of a friend of the Father, so I told him well, even though I was so upset Ra. "
" It sucks. "
" Ehm .. Uhm .. " Blue thumping that suddenly appeared unexpectedly made the two jump in shock.
" blue. " Speak both compact in surprise, already like a thief caught red-handed.
" It's only fitting that my ears are hot, there are 2 village girls gossiping behind me. " Blue pretended to scratch his ear.
" Why do you want to come here, this is a forbidden zone for buyers. " Sulang Khayra's.
" Hey, why can't buyers come here? "
" Unless you, the others can. " Kilah Khayra won't lose.
" Heh.. be careful if you talk, that mouth is not schooled, right? "
" What? "
" What? "
Blue and Khayra looked at each other in annoyance.
" Already.sudah.kali both of you are indeed a mate yes, can be compact like this. "
" Arinii.. " Blue Strangles and Khayra together, both of them raised their faces.
" Amit.amit.." Blue knocked several times on his knees.
" Naudzubillah Min Dzalik.." Kahyra Cibir.
Hate and love both may be different, but a heart that hates can turn to love, so on the contrary a heart that loves can be very hateful.
Arini laughed satisfied to see the two.
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During the day Khayra delivered food supplies to Mbok Fatma and Pak Eko in the fields.
The afternoon was quite blistering, with a dangling hijab and a typical bamboo hat of farmers. Khayra pedaled her sacred bicycle, heading for the fields.
Khayra has arrived at the hut on the edge of the field, put the provisions and open it, the aroma of Mother's cooking is so appetizing.
" Mboks..Mr. Eko, let's take a break and eat. "
After cleaning himself and washing his hands, Mbok Fatma and Pak Eko approached.
" Hmm. Mother's cooking is delicious, hehehe..Mr. Eko lost if not Nduk Rara. " Gurau Pak Eko while enjoying lunch.
" Yes, Mr. Eko, we finish this meal. " Excited Khayra smiled cheerfully.
" You are Nduk.."
Mbok Fatma smiled watching the two, Khayra was indeed familiar with Pak Eko, maybe because he did not know the figure of Dad until this big.
Khayra and Pak Eko joked after finishing eating, Pak Eko is indeed a humorous figure.
" ah.bunnyang, alhamdulillah. " Khayra rubbed her flat stomach.
Khayra was comfortable with Mr. Eko and his wife, Ms. Ningrum. He was both childless, so both of them shed affection for Khayra since childhood.
No wonder that Khayra with Pak Eko and Ms. Ningrum was so close, Ms. Ningrum was Mbok Fatma's brother-in-law.
" Mister later in the afternoon Rara wants to go to the house of Mr. Rara kangen with Ms. Ningrum. "
" Yes Nduk, are you asking what will be with your mother? "
" Buntil cooking keladi Pak the same anchovies. "
" Later you tell your mother! "
" Hmmm.it must be delicious. "
Khayra smiled imagining Mother Ningrum's cooking was also delicious, even though it was only village cuisine. Khayra who grew up in the village would have been used to simple food.
Khayra cleaned up the food, and prepared to go home before returning to the store.
Poor you Nduk, you should not live concerned like this, may you find happiness that should be yours later. " Lirih Mbok Fatma wiped a drop of tears dripping on her cheeks that began to wrinkle.
Mbok Fatma looked away, his memory back to the past 18 years.
" Mboks.. Sired..Rara wants to go home first! "
" Be careful when you wake up on your own. " Gurau Pak Eko.
" Son.."
" Hehehe, yes already there home praying, later help Mother again. "
His wrinkled hands again wiped the tears that continued to flow, stared at Khayra's back which was getting away.
At a crossroads, Khayra and Blue bikes collide, due to the village's rocky roads.
Khayra who from the direction of the road downhill his bike lost control, the front tire slipped a road stone, while Blue from the direction of the opponent.
" Ow.."
The two grimaced in pain, especially Blue's leg that was injured yesterday was still not healed.
" You.."
" You again.."
" Baggies.."
" Fuckin' weird guy.."
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Blue same Khayra was like Tom and Jerry alone, mortal enemies.😆😁😂🤣.
