
...* My dear (not ) Jadulku*...
The money in the envelope Cut Ana gave was actually given to Bang Parlin. Every time we pray, we stop at the mosque. Bang Parlin put the money into the infak box.
Our car and Cut Ana's car go hand in hand, they're in front, we're in the back. When passing through the people's rubber plantation, suddenly the car in front stopped suddenly. Our driver took the right lane to avoid collision, fortunately also the vehicle from the other direction is not there, so we are safe. However, it turns out that Cut Ana's car hit a motorcycle rider. Vegetables on the road. A man was lying down too.
We stopped, Cut Ana's husband got off the car, me and Bang Parlin too. The driver of the motorcycle tried to stand up.
"I'm sorry, sir, I was in a hurry, just walked down the street without looking" the man said.
In my heart I salute the man, usually when the biker and the car accident, the wrong is always the car, this time it has not been anything he has apologized.
The man tried to turn the bike on again, Bang Parlin helped reload the vegetables onto the bike.
"No more, sir, I'm in a hurry" he said, holding the bike.
"His father was left, sir,"
"Yes, ma'am, I'm in a hurry" said the man as he continued to grip his motorbike which seemed unwilling to live.
Sweat flooded the man's forehead, he kept trying to turn the motor on, but not alive.
"Where are you going in a hurry?" ask Cut Ana's husband.
"That's it, sir, my wife wants to be born, here she was on the phone, so I'm in a hurry" the man said.
"Let's take us back" said my husband.
Finally, the motorbike and all its cargo were lifted by our driver, our car which had an open tub in the back so the place. We went to the village of the man.
Arriving at the village, people looked astonished to see us, two cars entered the yard of the semi parmenen house. There were already a few people in the house. The man went down, he spoke Acehnese. The man came out of the house again, continuing to meet us who were gathered in Cut Ana's car. We again checked the bumper of that car which was a sucker.
"I'm sorry, sir, may I ask for help, my wife or my mother, said Midwife must be taken to the hospital, operated on. Can you ride in this car, sir?" said no to that man.
"May, may," replied Cut Ana.
Some mothers were seen carrying the body of a woman in a car, then we drove gas to the nearest hospital.
Our vacation was like this, but Cut Ana's husband instead suggested waiting for the man's wife to finish the birth. We're looking for food around the hospital.
"We go on," I bargained then.
"Wait a minute, let's see how he's progressing, if he ever needs our help again" Cut Ana's husband said.
It turned out that this man resembled Bang Parlin, willing to tire of helping people. The man came out of the hospital again, and he seemed to be in a hurry.
"What's up, sir?" I approached and asked.
"Oh, Mom, how do you say yes, I'm so disinclined,"
"Say, sir, it's okay" said Bang Parlin.
"By hitchhiking again, my bike is broken, that's the only vehicle" the man said.
"Where can you go?"
"My wife has to be operated on, our BPJS is not there, they ask for guarantees first, I want to go to the pawn shop, garden mortgage," the man said.
"How much does it take, sir?" bang Parlin.
"Ten million, sir,"
"Oh, just use our money" said Bang Parlin as he opened the car door.
But Cut Ana's husband did not seem to want to lose, he immediately took the money with a fast motion, when Bang Parlin was still counting money, Cut Ana's husband had given the money to the man.
The man's eyes glazed over, accepting the money.
"I took the land letter first, sir," the man said.
When Bang Parlin came with the money in hand, the man had already gone into the hospital again. Bang Parlin was confused, "where is he?" bang Parlin.
"It's gone, Bang," I replied.
"But the money is still here" said Bang Parlin.
"I gave you first, somehow I feel slapped with Bang Parlin's attitude, without knowing directly help, while the richer me just silence," said husband Cut Ana.
This husband of mine is indeed great, he can transmit kindness to others. I just found out Cut Ana's husband is a ship captain. Together with his friend who is Brunei they join buy a ship. His intention after buying a boat can rest for the family. But what happened was the opposite. Cut Ana's husband is leaving more and more. Turns out he's addicted to adventure. Cut Ana became rich, because the salary of the captain alone was tens of millions, let alone the owner of the ship as well as the captain.
Our trip was delayed, but it was more fun. After the surgery, we are welcome to see the baby. I saw Cut Ana shed tears, maybe she'd like to have a child. Because he said, he was married nineteen years, but never blessed with children.
The man thanked us in tears, as we were about to leave to continue the journey, he gave what he could give. Coconut, vegetables and some dried fish he gave. There is also a one sack rice. He begged us to accept. Our car was full of farm produce.
We continued the journey when the night had arrived, the goal was to find the nearest hotel to be able to stay.
The car in front stopped in front of a hotel. I looked outside, there was the inscription of the Kuta Binjai hotel. Well, do we return to Binjai, lest we go the wrong way. But the question in my heart answered itself after seeing the writing again. It turns out that it is not the town of Binjai in North Sumatra, this is Kuta Binjai in East Aceh district.
Cut Ana and her husband who is Acehnese make communication so smooth. We got three rooms to rest. One for us, one for Cut Ana, and one for the driver.
"We drink sanger coffee first" Cut Ana said when we were in each other's rooms. He's talking on the phone.
"What is sanger coffee?" asked Bang Parlin who heard our conversation.
"Come on, Bang, let's just follow" I said as I descended to the bottom with Butet.
Bang Parlin and Ucok are coming down. In the hotel lobby is waiting for Cut Ana and her husband. I noticed the person who made this sanger coffee, unique as well, the coffee is filtered with a cone-like filter, after it is served, this sanger coffee is milk coffee, but it tastes different.
"I've been traveling to various countries, somehow this adventure is getting more interesting," said husband Cut Ana.
"Well, Indonesia has not been everywhere, do not know our area, have you ever been to Lake Toba?" bang Parlin.
"Yet, my life has always been on the ship, if the ship rests, yes in the port city. Never in the interior like this" replied Husband Cut Ana.
"Sorry, don't you want to poo or anything, yeah, you don't want to have kids or you can't have kids?" many finally. I have been asking this question from yesterday.
Cut Ana and her husband looked at each other, maybe they were waiting for who explained. But for a long time they remained silent.
"There is an effort to be able to have children, namely to apologize to the former, there could be former heartache, the prayer of the persecuted is easily granted," said Bang Parlin.
I saw Cut Ana looking down, her eyes looking sad, while her husband looked towards Butet who was on my lap. What's with these two guys?
"Good luck and prayers, his efforts included what I said earlier, another one of course continued, asking the expert doctor," Bang Parlin sounded funny, but they did not laugh.
"We're chidfree," said Husband Cut Ana.
I'm surprised, it turns out there are people like this, they are rich but do not want to have children, somehow feel Cut Ana, have lived left by the husband, can not have children. Ah, right too, the one who looks happy is not necessarily happy.
"What is chilfree, what kind of disease?" ask Bang Parlin.
I pinched Bang Parlin's thigh slowly, he looked at me, I blinked the code so he didn't ask. But he doesn't understand.
"Is childfree some kind of religious tradition?" ask Bang Parlin again.
"Don't be pretentious, Bang, ask Google first" I said at last.
Bang Parlin opens HP, minutes later.
"Well, God, cats know the laws of nature, when you don't, are you amoebas, able to divide? " Bang Parlin is even more said to hurt this couple.
"Abang won't understand" said Husband Cut Ana.
"Unless you're barren, or your wife is barren, for some other reason, I don't understand, it doesn't make sense, cows do breed, you don't?"
* well..nah... this talk of our brother, but always the benchmark cow ðŸ¤*