BETWEEN (TERMINAL ) GIWANGAN ~ BUBULAK

HERU'S ARRIVAL

“Ya already Ma'am, get ready for Mamas to return home because Tin can not be truant much. Mas will tell Fitri that Mas will take mom,” said Yanto as soon as he heard Gendis say Tin needs to go home while Fitri does not want to go home at all.

“Ma, Papa wants to talk,” said Yanto while Fitri was having Daffa that wanted to take a nap.

Fitri did not react he remained silent.

“If Mama doesn't want to answer nothing.  The important thing is that Papa tells Papa that he will take his mother and Timah to return to the village house. Because Tin has to go to school, Papa will come back again.”

“You really don't want to go home now?” ask Gendis to Fitri.

“Ngak Bu. I still want to be here. But I must have come home. I am calm,” Fitri answered the words of her mother-in-law.

“Yes, you take care of your health. Even though you are angry you still have to eat right,” said Gendis.

“I'm not mad Mom. No more anger. It's all over. Mother vitamins and medicine do not forget yes,” replied Fitri. He clearly told me there was no more feeling of slump or anger. All he has released so as not to become a burden in his mind.

An hour later, Yanto drove Timah and Gendis home

Because Fitri and the children are still here, of course, Suradi and Erlina also survive in the house. To feed livestock and water trees has been taken care of by employees Herry, so there is no need to fear if the livestock starve.

“Mbak Fitri there are guests,” said a maid.

“Who is mbok?”

“Say her name is Heru, her High School friend Mbak Fitri,” explained the maid.

“Be seated, and do not forget to prepare a drink,” replied Fitri.

“Yeah, Mom. I have a guest. Titip kids if you wake up,” say Fitri to the front room.

“I also gabling you are still here or not,” replied Heru while standing extending his hand.

“This is my parents' house, so I won't move. If I have lived in the village with my husband and children,” said Fitri explained he had chosen to be a village person only.

“My husband just returned home between my mother and sister. Because you still have to take care of the files in SD.”

“How are you? There is a need for what yes come here,” asked Fitri. If there is no need, there is no way Heru will come to him. Heru's last came one day after she graduated High School. Come to deliver flowers and gifts from both parents as a graduation greeting.

Since Fitri went to college, moved to Jogja and returned to Solo, Heru never played in this house. Their meeting before at TU yesterday was during a High School reunion when Fitri had just given birth to Daanish.

“I forgot your phone number yesterday. So actually here want to ask for your number if you don't meet you. Or if you no longer live here.”

“I come here sometimes once a month or twice a month anyway. If a guest comes and leaves a message must be delivered that day to the house. Because the phone number is indeed we do not give carelessly.”

“For me what is there no dispensation can phone number?” ask Heru.

“Mas is calm. It's my phone number,” Fitri said giving the workshop business card. On the card there is only one mobile number used by Fitri and Yanto together, not their personal number.

“That's a common number huh Mas. So my husband and I held. If the phone says it wants to talk to me first. Fears fit my husband who wears, Mas confused because who picked up his phone,” explained Fitri.

“We don't give anyone a personal phone number.”

“Actually I want to meet your husband,” Heru explained.