AmbarSita [Not Revisioned]

The incident on 31 May

After Alif returned from Sita's house, the girl remained seated in her house. His heart was not good with Ambar anymore. Sita stomped her feet in a wall, annoyed with herself.

"Why God, Sita's mouth is so difficult to move if there is someone else beside us both!!" sita and ****-wringed her fingers so upset.

"Why you?" ask Ita who just came home from across.

"Well, the Amber, how is the mother's cooking good again, right?"

Sita was just silent then untied her hair, her head seemed to want to explode at this time. Seeing the look on the face of his son who did not feel good buk Ita decided to enter the house. But Sita did not follow, although azan magrib will soon reverberate.

"Heeeh Gak entered, magrib loh bertar again" said buk Ita who again stood in front of the door.

"It's not easy to come back here to see Ambar?" when Sita asked that Ambar directly passed by with his wet clothes.

"Tuu the man lived a long life" pointed to Ita's book before Ambar disappeared.

"Ambaar" called Sita quickly and followed her to the street.

Ambar actually wants revenge by ignoring Sita but there is a buk Ita standing in front of his door so he was forced to stop.

"Sorry___" Sita could not continue her sentence, her eyes were blurred from crying.

"Magrib, I have to go home before Mr. Bahrun gets angry" Ambar replied softly.

Sita prevented his move and withdrew Ambar's hand. Buk Ita who was still standing in front of the door so embarrassed himself by the behavior of his son, he immediately saved the face by entering the house.

"I'm really sorry" Sita said again while whining.

"Why a boy!!" snapped Ambar slowly.

Although Ambar was scolded, Sita did not want to let go of his hand. He kept holding Ambar's hand. Because at that time Sita was so frightened not because of the anger of Ambar, but the loss of Ambar next. As already Ambar will stay away and avoid Sita every heart is made hurt. Azan Magrib who finally made Ambar's hard heart melt, inevitably he had to listen to Sita.

"Why?" tanya Ambar tried to hold back her emotions.

"I'm sorry Ambar, I'm mohooon" Sita said, whining.

"You're crying rich kid gini I won't forgive you!" ambar said firmly.

Sita was immediately silent for a moment "I'm sorry" Ambar just nodded his head without wanting to take out a word "Chicken balado you haven't eaten" he said again with a voice so heavy.

Ambar hit Sita's hand slowly so she let go of her grip, because Khadijah buk passed by to go to the mosque.

"Tomorrow I bring for your supplies only yes" whispered Sita slowly.

"YES!" ambar replied briefly and ran away before Mr. Bahrun's wife followed him.

 

~*♡AmbarSita♡**~

 

After the dawn prayer, Ambar did not enter his room again. Today he does not want to be late for school because Sita yesterday said she wanted to give him provisions. It is not about the food that makes Ambar to not want to be late, but for the sake of his Sita. He did not want the girl to wait and was forced to come too late because of him. Mr. Bahrun who had just returned from the mushola folded his sheath cloth and steadily smacked it on Ambar's back.

"Yes, did you smoke in the river?!!" sniffed the middle-aged man.

Ambar immediately pale, surely Mr. Anton his father Abdul who reported when in the mosque earlier

Because after being thrown into the river, Ambar and his friends did smoke there.

"Cigarette you?!!" ask Mr. Bahrun again while floating his scabbard for the second time.

"No way" Ambar replied slowly.

The thing Ambar fears the most in this world is only two: God and Mr. Bahrun whose faces look like Dajjal Ambar said when he was angry.

"Yesterday, Mr. Anton caught you in the river, there's a cigarette in your place! look out for you if you are smoking, you cut your pocket money!"

"Oh my God if you cut the pocket money bang Ambar, he can snack what else sir with that money. Hahaha money 2500 aja that you keep watching is just enough to buy ale-ale two in the present day sir" said Silent who just came out of the bathroom.

Ambar just took a deep breath, early in the morning he was hit by bad luck.at 07.20 Ambar came out of his house with his school clothes are always neat and clean. Ambar tried to keep his spirits up even though he was beaten by Mr. Bahrun this morning. In front of the street of Sita's house, his efforts to calm the heart seem to be more difficult because he saw Alif was waiting for Sita on the road with his motorcycle.

"Wait a moment yes, I told this to Ambar. You see yesterday he did not eat" said Sita who lied with Alif.

"This poor man talks to your mother so much that she wants to bother the rich man she eats!" alif said cynically, the look on his face was so upset.

Ambar took a deep breath to release the oxygen in his body which began to feel tight. Which is more heartache because Sita just kept quiet with Alif's rude speech to Ambar just now.

"Here let me be the one" said Alif and took the stock box in Sita's hand. Alif approached Ambar who was still silent and looked at the two people.

"You should be ashamed, until when will you be begging for food!! Do not provoke the sympathy of the people with the status of your poor family! Your father is so hard that he can't afford to eat his son!! As poor as you are, so let me tell my parents to make rice for your family!" alif said ketus and handed the box of supplies to the amber "One more thing Sita was mine, so you do not try to get close to him, Understand!" connect Alif this time with a voice that is deliberately slowed so that Sita does not hear.

Ambar took the rice box that Alif had given him. He smiled and threw the rice box at Alif's feet. Sita was immediately surprised to see what Ambar did. Moreover, the look on Ambar's face had turned frightening even though he was smiling but his gaze was sharp.

"QUESTION THE SAME GIRL YOU USED TO BE BRO, WHEN I ASKED FOR A DONATION OF FOOD WITH HER!" snapped Ambar and pulled Alif's shirt.

The tall guy immediately rejected Ambar strongly and took the first chance to throw a fist at Ambar's face. Not accepting being hit, Ambar immediately replied to him. Alif to fall backwards because of Ambar's punch. Sita approached the two men who were fighting while crying. He tried to stay away from Alif from Ambar, because clearly Ambar is not an opponent that can be defeated by Alif if Ambar has been provoked by emotions.

Ita's buk inside the house ran out hearing the noise and the cry of his son who cried for help. Even Eli's bouquet a few meters from Sita's house came along. Alif's clothes were really dirty because his body was under and beaten by Ambar.

"Ambaaar, Udah!! O Allah, Paaak" cried buk Eli and buk Ita no less hysterical than Sita. The two of them tried to remove the grip of Ambar's hand from Alif's neck.

"Why Ambar? what's the gini fuss, Alif why?" ask buk Ita who is still in shock while feeling his heart ache seeing the quarrel of the two Junior High School teenagers.

"Buk please let me know the same mother's son's girlfriend! Kasi knows the same mother's child! I never asked for a donation at all! Even though I was poor, I never begged for food with my mother's child! Who volunteered to eat me!! Please let me know kedia!" yelled Ambar while pointing towards Sita and Alif.

"Why? Why this?!" asked Mr. Bahrun with a shivering voice approaching his son.

"Udah....Uda... Still in the morning should not fuss, solve the problem well" advice Pak Ujang holding Alif's body bruised beaten Ambar. The man's mouth was bleeding from Ambar's raw bogem.

"What's up?!" asked Mr. Bahrun once more and grabbed his son's arm firmly.

"Ambar said begging for food with that bastard! He also said we are poor, you know! Though the girl herself who offered Ambar supplies!" ambar said firmly because his father looked at him with a sharp look like blaming him.

"Udah home!! Go home!" bahrun said quietly and refused Ambar to leave the place immediately before all residents came in droves.

"School bar!" ambar said to stay away from his father.

'Wow!' Mr. Bahrun's hand floated hitting his son's head strongly.

"GO HOME!" shouted the man loudly.

Ambar tidied up his school shirt and walked away leaving everyone watching him. At that time Sita could not speak at all, she was just crying looking at Ambar.

Buk Khadijah who stood in front of the porch of his house looks pale looking at his son and husband. Mr. Bahrun clasped Ambar's arm firmly to force him into the house. In the guest room the man refused his son's body to their rattan chair.

"Why were you?!" asked Mr. Bahrun firmly while shaking his waist to look at Ambar.

"WHAT WAS THAT?!!" he cried even more strongly while slapping his son's head because Ambar did not want to answer. Mr. Bahrun's breath until it sounded strong, he held his chest.

"Ambar did not accept the poor man said continue with him" replied Ambar slowly and tried to hold back his tears not to come out.

"Who said you were poor?! The sita? The alif? Who says you are poor! That's why you can't be a hungry person!" bahrun said firmly and slapped his son's head again.

"Your stomach is already rich shelter know! Did we not let you eat in this house? Jajan that I'm a little kasi, but about food, rice, side dishes, your parents will always provide this house! why are you still asking people to eat!"

"Ambar didn't ask sir, I swear! Sita who nawari himself. Ambar just does not accept being called poor as Alif" explained Ambar with a trembling voice.

"Wild!! Let him say we're poor. Let him say we are difficult, in fact, he is the son of the Police, his mother PNS, we are poor from him!! Are you ashamed of having our rich parents? Are you disappointed to be born into a poor gini family? I'm sorry about that. You can only give you a life like this, I'm sorry amber!!" This is the first time Mr. Bahrun's cry broke in front of his son.

Buk Khadijah who stood in front of the door was also teary-eyed to see her husband who was so devastated to hear the confession of his son.

"Say you tell me to go to the right school! Diligent mbar! Diligent!! learn the right thing, how many times you say that wealth is obtained from two things, because of your education and because of hard work! You were born of poor pedigree, if you are lazy to death you will be poor and become the source of the people!"

Ambar just kept quiet, he leaned his back against the chair. His mouth opened slightly to regulate his emotions and held back his cries so as not to break like his parents. Mr. Bahrun went into his room to lay down on the bed. Buk Khadijah caught up with her husband quickly to calm Mr. Bahrun's emotions. Ambar did not move from his chair, his head was dizzy. It is very desirable to tell his father if he was never ashamed of being born from the descendants of Bahrun.

The door of Ambar's house was knocked from the outside. Alif's mother, who was still wearing her dinner clothes, came to their house. The woman who works as the principal at Peringi High School said greetings from outside. Ambar tried to gather all his strength and meet the woman, he was ready to be maki-maki again this time by his mother Alif.

"Ambar is someone hurt?" asked the woman kindly when she saw Ambar coming out to see her.

Ambar to his surprise and confusion, Alif's mother did not come to be angry because he had beaten his son to the point of bleeding.

"Which father? can I see you, Dad?" ask the woman again.

Buk Khadijah came out to meet the man who was talking to his son. The two women threw smiles at each other.

"Busy is it? Sorry to bother you" said Alif's mother kindly.

"Get in the open first, Mr. Bahrun again in the dressing room, his head dizzy" invited Khadijah buk kindly and immediately went to the kitchen to get a drink for his guests. Ambar also sat in the guest room with his mother Alif.

"So my mother on the phone, Sita has told me everything is the same mother, I'm sorry if Alif's mouth was rough with Ambar yes son. I know naturally Ambar angry even to mukul if Alif to talk rudely like that"

Buk Khadijah joined him again and sat down beside his son. Mr. Bahrun did too, though, from those parents Ambar takes life lessons if the adult solves problems much differently than he did earlier and the nature of a child does not fully come from his parents.

Ambar only listened to the three adults chat. Even their talk is no longer about Ambar and Alif fights, but has deviated towards food prices that are getting higher and longer, please be advised there are two capital cities. After a long conversation his mother Alif pamit. Mr. Bahrun looked at his son closely, it seemed that his headache had also gradually disappeared.

"After this don't get a grudge against Alif, understand!" advice Mr. Bahrun firmly. Ambar just stood still and looked at the table in front of him "Forget it all, we fellow citizens downstream Peringi trying to live in harmony and peace. So do not break the tradition with your stubbornness, if he is still mocking or ledekin, yaudah justin aja. Let it go.... "

Ambar laughed at the last words his father said. Since when the farmer can speak English, surely because often talk to Mr. Handsome.

"Promised to laugh at you, ask for your father!"

"No sir, Yes of this problem amber learn sir" replied Ambar slowly.

"What try can you take a lesson from the nature of your bars this morning?"

"Ambar must be a successful man sir, do not get rich father! so that later Ambar's children are not poor in the same category as people!"

"Oh, Mr Anton yesterday borrowed rattan we've returned him?"

"Not yet, sir, would you like to take her home?"

"Yes, please pick up the buk, if you use your hands, the hands of the sick father, the skin is thick like rhino skin!"

"School press yes sir, mequm" said Ambar quickly and took his bag.

"Heeeh, what school do you want at 10 gini, alesan you did, right?! I haven't hit you with rattan yet! Watch out for you back! Find the rich man's father!" shouted Mr. Bahrun whose own emotions saw his son had run away.