
This morning we were all preparing to go on vacation to the top, a happy look on every face of my family.
But here Adam is the most excited since last night he has packed clothes and equipment whatever he will bring.
We are rarely on vacation, especially since Mas Ardi in PHK let alone for a vacation, buy a piece of clothing to wear on the day was not there.
All those difficult times did not discourage me, with the ability and determination that I had I would change our destiny for the better.
I believe that every effort a servant makes will be fruitful, Allah will not change the fate of a servant if the servant does not intend to move to change it.
We rushed to ride the mini bus owned by Mom and Dad, the car with a capacity of 8 people was quite comfortable for the majority of people who already have a family.
"Who's this great car?" Adam asked innocently while his head occasionally observed the interior of the car.
"This is Mas Adam's car" Mother replied in a joyful tone
"Where Adam had money to buy Nek's car, if Adam had money it would be all the money Adam had Adam gave to Mom" Adam replied
"Why?" Ask Mas Evan
"As Adam pity Mother, Mother always has no money, Mother is also often hungry when the rice is only enough for Adam and Rashid" said Adam lirih sad
"Adam" I said slowly, I grabbed Adam's body in his arms.
"Sorry Mother, Adam often saw Mother stomach pain because of hunger and mother can only drink water, sorry Adam can not be a dutiful child" said Adam sounding wailing accompanied by sobs.
All who heard Adam's words began to look glass, even tears had dripped and broiled on the cheeks of the Father.
"Sssst.. I'm talking about what the hell don't have to discuss it anymore, now we want to be happy - happy so Mas can't say sad - sad again" I elus Adam's back, Adam's back, I kissed the old top of his head.
"Adam here sits with Grandpa in front so he can see the scenery" said the Father, Adam moved and sat on the lap of the Father.
"All is ready? We're leaving now?" Ask Mas Evan
We all nodded as a sign of approval, and the car started to drive away from my tiny yard.
Hustle and bustle of the streets became the sights of the capital, cars continued to split the streets towards the top.
"It has arrived" said Mas Evan half-collared me who was still staring at the glazed jade glued with the view outside.
One by one we got out of the car, a sense of cool immediately spread throughout the body when we reached the destination, as far as the eye could see only the green expanse I could see.
Many kinds of vegetables that farmers plant, under the foot of the mountain looks like a shawl that swirls in the wind.
"Indri in the Villa there are 2 rooms, Mother, you and Rashid one room, one room again Mr, Evan and Adam" said the Father when we entered the villa owned by Mother.
"Well sir" I brought the equipment I had prepared from home.
I took Rashid in the sling of Mother who had fallen asleep in the car while traveling, I laid Rashid on the bed.
"You accompany Rashid to sleep, let me prepare food later" said Mother after putting her big bag.
"Mothers who rest with Rashid, Indri is not too tired" said I was worried after knowing from the Father how the condition of the late mother.
"Alright, thank you dear" said Mother with a smile.
I passed by leaving Mom and Rashid in the room to the kitchen, arranging all the groceries we had brought from home for our supplies here.
"Dek, please make coffee for Mr Mang Diman Villa guards?" Said Mas Evan approaching me.
"What coffee?" ask me
"Ok" I replied.
I walked to the front of the house with 2 cups of black coffee on the tray, after storing both cups of coffee on the table I sat down with Mr. Mas Evan and Mang Diman who were seriously discussing something.
"Indri you're not tired, dear?" said the father after sipping black coffee that still reflects the smoke.
"Indri still wants to see - see the plantations around Villa Pak" I said frankly
"You wanna go with Mas around the garden? all Mas want to bring fertilizer that will be stocked" bargained Mas Evan
"May, sir can I have a child?" my door to the Father
"Go" said the Father, nodding his head.
Mas Evan and I rode a motorcycle to tour the plantation area, many middle-aged women who greeted Mas Evan with a wave or just a smile accompanied by a nod.
"It turns out there are a lot of fans too, huh?" I laughed mockingly.
"Bikalangan village girl also I became an idol" he said ketus.
Along the way we just threw jokes at each other and laughed together, I did need this to calm my mind and heart before I filed for divorce.
I have indeed decided to separate after praying istikharah several times, I will build my own business as my initial plan with Mbak Yeni.
The motorbike we were riding stopped on the shoulder of a fairly crowded road, reprimanded greetings from the surrounding residents make me feel warm with the environment here.
"Mas go a while between these fertilizers, you don't go far" said Mas Evan
"All right" I replied.
Mas Evan went with the fertilizer he picked up, I walked - the way entered the plantation around, saw fresh greenish vegetables in the afternoon sun.
Greeting the farmers who are still busy with their activities, because it is too fun so I did not realize I had left my place waiting for Mas Evan too far and forgot the direction home.
As I turned around to remember the path I had been going through, my feet accidentally stumbled over a mound of earth as soon as my body collapsed, when this body will fall down someone pulled my hand with one hand grabbed my waist, after feeling safe I realized how to stand I was bowed down embarrassed because of the treatment of the man.
"Thank you" I said in embarrassment
"What are you doing here?" ask the man.
Deg
This voice is the voice that I long for the end of this, because I miss it so much that I fantasize about hearing her voice.
"Why silence?" ask again
I was still downcast while clarifying the hearing function, afraid - I was wrong if people immediately greeted him.
""Why have you come so far? Mas until worried looking for you" said Mas Evan plucked his lips irritated.
"Sorry Mas, Indri is preoccupied with seeing - look until he does not pay attention to the road and forgets the direction home" answered me with a cry.
"Ish you let's go home, Mr. Husein excuse us for coming home" said Mas Evan pulled my wrist and bowed to the man in front of him.
Hearing Mas Evan calling Husein's name immediately I looked up at the man in front of us.
"Hmmp, Yes please" replied the man
"Hu-husen?" I said it when I knew the person who helped me was right Husein, the person I missed the end of this.