BABE JADULKU

Season 2 Chapter 20

...* My dear (not ) Jadulku*...

We got word, the school that was built in the village was offered by the local government to be given. Because the government wants to build schools in the area. So because our school already has many students, the local government offers that the school be turned into a public school.

Bang Nyatan, Bang Parta and Bang Parlindungan also deliberated through virtual.

"If changed, automatically the name also changed, lost the name of our father," said Bang Parlindungan. After hearing the words of Bang Nyatan.

"Yes, right, but if taken over by the government, we no longer inject funds like this," said Bang Parta.

All this time the school was free. All expenses are borne by Pa Siregar family. Nobody paid at all. The employees of the garden were greatly helped by the existence of the school.

"Yes, if we refuse, the government will open a new school,"

"So come on, we vote, I don't agree" said Bang Parlin.

I looked at Bang Parlin's face, usually his proposal was always approved by his brothers. But this time I saw Bang Parta and Bang Nyatan another opinion. While Domu was not invited, because from the beginning he did not take care of school.

"I agree, sorry, Parlin," said Bang Parta.

"Yes, Bang, it's okay, it's called democracy,"

Now living Bang Nyatan, it turns out he also agreed the school was taken over by the government. Bang Parlin lost the vote.

"Well, please come, let's take care of everyone" said Bang Parlin, clearly looking disappointed at Bang Parlin.

The school had been seven years, even if the students were not many at all, but there were still a minimum of twenty-five people in one class.

"Bang, it's true that Bang Parta, there is no way we can always subsidize, if taken over by the government, it can certainly survive the school" I told Bang Parlin.

"Yes, Deck," said Bang Parlin briefly.

Bang Parlin's face was very sad. The school was our struggle, Bang Parlin proposed the school. His name was given to his late father-in-law.

Finally the school was completely negated, my brother remained a teacher there, but the principal was appointed by the local government. There is also a good thing, the teachers are proposed to be ASN.

There was some money given by the government as compensation, I who served as treasurer received the money. A lot of money too. Bang Parlin and his two brothers happened to be gathered in our house. Bang Parta came from Kalimantan, Bang Nyatan as well, but their wives did not follow.

"As school treasurer, I'd like to make a report. In accordance with the agreement of the local government has compensated for the loss of land and school buildings. It was about three hundred and fifty million. It's been transferred to my account. So what do we do about this money, is it divided or what?" I said in front of Bang Parta, Bang Parlin and Bang Nyatan.

"Just like you, the school is your idea, and the land will have Parlin" said Bang Nyatan.

"Yes, I agree" said Bang Nyatan.

"But, Bang, the wake-up time will be with your brother's money" said Bang Parlin.

"Udah, you're the same" said Bang Parta.

This family is amazing, it's not greedy at all. Three hundred million dollars are not divided. I just became happy, who is not happy the account increased to three hundred million. But I took the initiative to buy their tickets home, buy a lot of souvenirs. They can't refuse anymore.

"Well, do we get the money, Bang?" I asked Bang Parlin.

"Get up" replied Bang Parlin.

"Bang, the school has been sold, we wake up again school teaching," I suggested later.

Ucok is now eight years, Butet is six years old, the coronavirus outbreak is sweeping the country. We couldn't go anywhere, just at home all day. Thankfully we have savings. This is what the money means. The price of palm oil dropped dramatically, the result was only enough for workers' salaries.

One day our neighbor who was a pedicab was very sick in his house, the neighbors were not willing to see, because the symptoms were similar to Corona, he lived alone, his son all lived outside the area.

"Where are you going, Bang?" I asked Bang Parlin when one afternoon he brought rice and instant noodles.

"To the father's house, pity him, no one takes care of him" said Bang Parlin.

"Later brother contracted, no one dared to get close to him" I said.

"You can't calm down if there are neighbors who don't eat" said Bang Parlin.

"But Bang, Corona is again ferocious, look it's a lonely road, you want to pick up the disease there" I said again.

"Udah, Dek, don't overdo it" said the husband.

She was gone, she was there for a long time, until there was an hour, when she came back, I immediately told her to take a shower and change clothes.

In the morning I was surprised to hear the typical sound of an ambulance, it turned out that the ambulance stopped at the home of the rickshawman. Two men dressed as astronauts got off the ambulance. Yes, God, it turns out that the Father is dead, I was so worried, what if my husband got hit, how are my children?

In the afternoon the health care workers came to our house, they said we had to self-isolate, not to go out. The neighbors who saw the arrival of the officers seem to be starting to stay away from you. Sad to say, the Ucok and Butet must be reduced.

"That's why, Bang, don't be pretentious, we'll be the ones, too" Omelku told her husband.

"We didn't get hit, Dek, just their guesses, it's just because recently, it's so exciting" said the husband.

"Recently, my brother said, look at that TV, thousands of people have died,"

"Daddy, Deck, don't be afraid of times,"

Our daily life at home is more fun, every day Bang Parlin cook, the neighbors send a lot of food. Children cannot be separated from their father. I'm just resigned. If it is necessary, let us have a family.

The health workers came again, they reported our examination results, it was true, Bang Parlin was positive. I feel like the ground is collapsing. Because he wanted to do good, my husband got it.

My two children were examined, thank goodness they were negative. Only the husband is affected, after Corona's conviction. Bang Parlin is getting more and more diligent. Morning to evening he did some gardening. The night he spent in remembrance. Two weeks later, thank God, there was no fatal incident. Bang Parlin is just like the common cold. He continues to work at home.

"Everything is here, Dek" said Bang Parlin, pointing at his head.

"What's a Bang?"

"The key is here, Dek," said Bang Parlin as he pointed his forehead.

I understand what Bang Parlin meant, all in his head, his calmness in the face of the illness that made him survive. People are starting to panic out there. The sound of ambulances every day is heard. We just go to the village and eat nutritious food.

For six months there was no income at all, the money came out very big. That's three hundred million dollars that we used during this illness. While the palm money is only enough to pay workers' wages. For six months we didn't leave the house. All needs are ordered through HP.

Incredibly, for six months, the neighbors would still not come to our house, if I went out to the stalls even the people were away. Even so, Bang Parlin did not regret meeting the rickshawman.

"That kindness is not always to be reciprocated by kindness. It is only worship that we hope to be self-reliant with God, goodness in humans does not need to wish self-respect to humans. Let us do good, even if the risk of us being hostile, is avoided. Because basically the good we do will come back to us too. If not now, maybe later. What we plant, that's what we reap," so Bang Parlin's last advice.

* Yuk we are still continuing *