Because of the Trash

Presentiments

The clock has shown at 7pm, Ayu is out of the room for dinner. No sound of Angga. Maybe he was praying outside.

"Temenin's aunt, Neng?" ask the aunt who has eaten food.

"Want to eat too?" ask Ayu and sit on the bench.

"So, my aunt ate that."

"Yaudah, don't Bik. Ayu did not have to eat by herself, really," explained Ayu smiling with a nod, "in any case, Bibik must also be tired, right? Just take a break."

Finally, Bibik just followed Ayu's words. He chooses to return to the rest room and let Ayu eat alone.

"Assynnya!" greet someone and enter the house.

"Waalaikumsalam, Pa," Ayu answered while taking rice and side dishes to her plate.

"You eat alone, honey?" asked Angga in a voice that still felt bad.

"Haha, Papa why? How does his voice shake? No need to be afraid, Pa. Sit around!" tell Ayu to point to the empty chair with her mouth chewing food.

Angga followed Ayu's advice, he sat down with a sigh first in order to answer well all Ayu's questions later.

He even deliberately perform obligations in the Mosque, although indeed the obligation of a man is to pray in the Mosque or Musala.

Because, want to strengthen his heart so that he can be patient and not stubborn to answer questions from Ayu later.

"If Ayu asks 'Why have you eaten?' it seems illogical, though. It must be, right?" ayu asked chuckled, "but, if you want to eat again no papa kok Pa."

"No, Yu. About that, Papa apologize, yes, same you. Papa is not honest if Papa already has a lover, Papa is afraid that you will be angry or hate later if Papa knows Papa will get married again," explained Angga staring softly at Ayu.

Ayu put the spoon in her hand, in a sip of water first and propped up her chin.

"Pa, Ayu will never be angry. Anyway, why should Ayu be angry for Papa's happiness? Papa ... Ayu will always support Papa if it can make Papa happy" Ayu said with a sincere smile on his face.

"Aren't you angry, honey?"

Ayu shook her head quickly, "Ngapain Ayu should be angry, Pa?" tanya Ayu raised one eyebrow.

"May Papa bring him here to meet you? Not now, maybe next week."

"If Papa is sure of Mama Ayu's future, then marry him next week!" assertively Ayu and stand up, "Let's go into the room first, Pa. Good night, Pa."

Ayu left Angga who was still staring at Ayu's back which was getting away, he sneered at his temple, "This, given permission or not, anyway?" murmured Angga who was feeling confused.

The door locked Ayu, her body slumped to the floor with her back pressed against the door. He was crying again and again because of something that happened so suddenly in his life.

***

One by one the steps up Caca, he walked to the second floor where Akhtar would usually rest, play, practice music and more.

Kukhin ...!

The door was opened by Caca, immediately the tears that had been held down immediately without warning. The room is neat because Akhtar knows he will long leave the room due to wanting to study in Japan.

"Well, it's neat. Later, if there are guests who come, Ma can enter Akhtar's room or sleep. But, do not give permission to open the drawers Akhtar, yes," Akhtar message before going to the airport at that time.

Caca went into the room with the door opened wide, with a barren step of himself sitting on Akhtar's bed.

"Tar .. hiks .. no matter how you are we will accept, dear. Hurry to meet, Mama Darling with Akhtar," lirih Caca rubbed Akhtar's mattress.

He wiped away the tears and stared at Akhtar's drawer, the drawer Akhtar had entrusted to him so that others would not open it.

He walked into the drawer, opened Caca's drawer and stared at the many papers and photos inside.

[Hay, Ay. You know, it's the exact day of your week in a coma. You know what? I'm almost crazy because of you, is it me who's crazy or you, anyway? You can make me do that reckless thing. I was in Papa's slap, you know. Anyway later if you wake up, you have to take responsibility. This pain, it's so much for today's story. Love you, quickly wake up strong woman!]

And many more Akhtar's writings about Ayu that he wrote to the letters, until the sense of tightness again filled Caca when reading the last paper.

[Today, I'm going to Japan. As I wish, thank God. I seneng? Pretty good, I should be really smart, right? But, somehow I don't feel good leaving people here. In fact, several times I want to tell Mama and Papa to cancel college and my departure. However, I can not bego no matter how the tuition fee has been paid and the registration is not small. Also, they would definitely think I canceled college because of Ayu. Ayu would have told me to make it to sono, so, yaudah deh. I want to, I'll go back and rip this paper off someday. I want to berate myself who had thought too much about something. In fact, who knows about today, tomorrow and so on only God is not an unclear feeling gini wkwwk]

"Akhtar!" caca shouted hysterically, he closed his mouth.

"Why Riki?" ask Milda to panic. Riki who was in the living room immediately ran upstairs to see Caca.

"Darling, what's wrong with you?" ask Riki who has brought Caca into his arms. Caca was already under the bench with cries flooding the face.

"Mas ... Akhtar!" Caca gave the paper with a hand that shook violently.

Riki took off a hug and looked at the contents of Akhtar's writing that already had bad feelings about his departure.

"Darling, it's quiet. Don't stay like this, you're not the same Akhtar? Tomorrow, another plane victim is being taken to the airport. We look at each other, yes. Do not be like this, pray to be given the same sincerity of God in accepting his destiny!" riki firmly returned bringing Caca into his arms.

He kissed Caca's head with a body that had vibrated violently, this was all Riki could do.

If you say destroyed, he was very devastated when he heard such news. However, what should he do other than just being able to resign?

His men have been assigned, but still do not get information about the whereabouts of Akhtar.