Anjani Darling

20 Year

Sunday morning, in Alahan Panjang, cold nagari is not snowy in the District of Gumanti Valley, Gumanti, I was with almost most of the population was crowded the market to buy necessities for a week because here the big market is only open once a week.

While reading the paper containing the shopping notes for the needs of the orphanage that has been written by aunt Desi, the caretaker of the home, where I currently live. I slipped among the increasingly crowded visitors.

It feels great to be able to choose vegetables that are still fresh, the results of local farmers' gardens. Indeed, some residents garden vegetables, chilies, onions and tomatoes. The price they provide is very cheap compared to other regions.

Only half the notes I bought. Suddenly a child appeared who was also living in a parlor with me. Amanda name. The notoriously nosy eight-year-old boy. Suddenly he pulled me from the crowd, then told me that Aunt Desi had fainted.

"Why fainting?" my many.

Instead of answering, Amanda ran, disappearing from before me. I rushed home, even though the groceries were not finished.

Soon I picked up the old bicycle belonging to the parlour that I left in front of the grocery store, where we used to buy rice and oil at a low price, because the owner is one of the benefactors who also remain in the orphanage.

"Anjani, where are you going?" ask Uncle Wili, the shop owner.

"You're home, uncle. Aunt Desi passed out!" yep, from the bike. After that he could not hear what he said anymore because I immediately pedaled the bike as fast as possible, letting the scarlet-colored veil wave in the wind.

Bicycles continued to go through the path to the home. I struggled to balance the way, so that my beloved stuff did not fall. So fast, several times I almost hit a pedestrian.

"Sorry uncle, auntie!" I said, as it passed. While the one I passed sounded nagging in shock.

The bike started slowly, then stopped right in front of the parlor. Just go downstairs, park with the origin, then go inside.

The front room where guests are empty. The hallway where the children were playing was empty. Five bedrooms are also empty. There's no one I can meet. Where are they all going?

While thinking, I threw the body on the butut sofa where the head of the parlour received guests. There's regret in my heart, I should have asked Amanda about Aunt Desi's condition.

Last morning, when I left, aunt was fine. As he remembered, Desi's aunt did not have a dangerous disease, let alone had fainted. Aunt is healthy. At best is just a regular headache because it is too tired to work to take care of the home.

"Happy birthday .. Happy birthday!" suddenly, the children came out followed by aunt Desi and a young man carrying a chocolate tart with a twenty figure candle on it.

"Auntie!" my peek. "How's Auntie doing? Amanda Bibi passed out. Auntie is better? Where's that sick?" I went straight to aunt, checking on aunt's condition.

"Geez, Anjani, calm down a bit. Aunt is fine. What do you think Aunt is sick? I'm a strong woman, it won't be that easy to fall!" aunt Desi, pinched my cheek.

"So Amanda said," I pointed to the little girl who was now next to Desi's aunt. "You lied to brother?" now I look at him with annoyance. Unbelieving, the little girl seemed to be able to lie. Though aunt has taught us to be a good person, one of them must not lie. "Who taught you to lie?"

"Duh, Brother Anjani. I wasn't. But I was told by Philip's aunt and brother" Amanda's index finger was on the man I was always waiting for.

"Auntie, brother Philip?" I'm head-scalking.

"It's all purely Philip's idea. Aunt just helped make it happen!" aunt Desi defending herself.

"If you want to get angry later. Now blow the candle first. The kids are waiting. They want to taste the cake." said brother Philip.

"No. Kalia. lied to me. This is not our habit. Birthday, blow out this candle and party!" I looked around and realized that this room was decorated with balin and colorful ribbons.

"Anjani, you have the heart. Your sisters are already drooling." aunt Desi pointed at the children's home.

When I saw the kids looking at me expectantly. I followed Philip's words, blew out the candles, and handed them to Desi's aunt to share with the children.

"Happy birthday Anjani!" said brother Philip. As we stood in the corner of the room while looking at the behavior of children who were excited to get a piece of cake with a size large enough. "I didn't expect, now you're twenty years old. Means I've known you thirteen years, I hope you continue to be a better person."

"Thank you, sister" my eyes are still on the children. "Oh yeah, when's Brother coming? Why didn't you tell me that Brother was coming home? I think it's two weeks away." I tried to remember the messages that Philip's brother sent in an email.

"I deliberately didn't tell because I wanted to surprise."

"Yes and I were surprised!"

Brother Philip laughed a little. "Anjani, are you glad I'm back?"

"Who said?"

"Aunt Jeni. Brother's been betrothed to Mega, right? A few days ago, my aunt told me about the time I took the old clothes from my sister's house,"

"Then you're happy?"

"If you're happy, why not? Who knows after you marry her, we could be friends."

"You and Mega? That won't be possible!"

"Why not?"

"Mega doesn't like you. I remember how he used to bother you with his two followers. What's their name?"

"Vina and Sides,"

"Yes, two strange girls who bow once to Mega."

"They admire Mega."

"Huh?" brother Philip stared strangely. "Why?"

"Because Mega is beautiful and rich,"

"But he's evil and I won't marry him!"

"But I think you guys are a great fit. You'll be a good couple."

"Hey, since when did my sister become a matchmaker?"

"Come,"

"Anjani, are you disappointed?"

"I just don't like it. Actually I wasn't willing to when Mega made me unable to go to school anymore,"

"I'm sorry Anjani, couldn't miss you back then."

"It's okay, Brother. I never blame you brother."

"You know, I'm getting married to a girl much prettier than Mega. He's also very nice. But it's kind of innocent."

"I don't think it's bad!"

"Yes, it's perfect in my eyes."

"Who is that girl, brother? Introduce me. Who knows if we can be friends."

"Of course Anjani. I'll introduce you later. You'll love it!"

"Promise?"

Philip nodded his head. Now I can be more calm because he will not marry Mega.

"Anjani, I have a gift for you." Philip took out a package he put behind him. Then give it to me.

A parcel wrapped in light pink paper, with matching ribbons. When I opened, it was a long white dress. What a beautiful dress.