Black Heaven
Breakfast together,
"This is the Key and STNK sir, hopefully Bu Estu smoothly born," said Aji after giving car keys to his neighbors. This morning Mr. Estu, Aji's rented neighbor borrowed a car to take his wife to the hospital.
"Thank you, Mr. Aji. If you want to go out on my bike, sir. This is the key," said Mr. Estu before leaving.
Aji closes back the door of his contract, he has to prepare breakfast because the worms in his stomach have protested. Aji is used to cooking, cleaning the house alone, away from parents to make Aji accustomed to living independently.
This morning, Aji struggled in the kitchen with fried rice seasoning recipe Ummi Sarah. One by one the ingredients began to put Aji into the pan and a few minutes after that fried rice Java has been ready to be enjoyed.
"Astagfirullah .. why did I make this much fried rice," Aji muttered when he saw the finished fried rice.
Aji was silent for a moment, then he picked up the food box after coming up with an idea. Aji divided the fried rice into two portions, not forgetting he added the eastern slices as a complement.
A few minutes later, Aji was tidy with her casual clothes. This morning he did not go to college because he had entered the holiday period. Aji immediately left for a place by riding a matic motorbike belonging to Mr. Estu.
Aji was riding his bike at a moderate speed, he enjoyed the beautiful scenery presented this morning, "it turns out a good motorbike ride too yes," murmured Aji with a focused view forward.
Twenty minutes have passed, now the motorbike Aji was driving into the alley that he passed last night. He stopped the motor matic in the yard of the house at the end of the alley. Aji had to let out a heavy sigh because he saw the owner of the house sitting cross-legged, the thigh that has a butterfly tattoo can also be seen Aji clearly.
"Astagfirullah ... Dad, Dad!" muttered Aji while removing the helmet binoculars from his head.
"Gus!!"
Aji saw Intan stunned from her seat and ran away without telling her to come in or sit down. Aji was still sitting on the bike, waiting for Intan to come out of his house.
Both corners of Aji's lips were pulled inward when her eyes caught Intan out of the house using a long skirt and a long-sleeved blouse, her wet hair left over her shoulders.
"Emmm .. please come in, Gus," said Intan who was standing on the porch of his house.
Aji got off the motorbike carrying a white bag containing two boxes of fried rice, "We just sit here" Aji said as he sat on a wooden chair on the porch. He placed his crisper bag on the table between two chairs.
"I brought two servings of fried rice, doesn't it matter if we have breakfast together here?" asked Aji, it made Intan stunned.
Intan regained consciousness from her daydream after Aji knocked on the table a few times. He ventured to look into the shady eyes that always make his heartbeat pounding.
"Gue. uh, I mean-I want to grab a spoon and drink first then." Intan felt nervous when talking to Aji, "Emm ... Gus Aji want to make some coffee?" intan asked after standing up from his seat.
"Can." Aji reviewed her smile while looking at Intan.
After last night contemplate in silence the night. Aji decided to find out in advance what made Intan turn one hundred and eighty degrees from before. Aji wrapped up her disappointment with a smile, she did not want to act rashly so as not to regret in the future.
"Monggo, Gus." Put a cup of black coffee on the table.
Intan was really in a state of nervousness, especially when Aji gave her a box of fried rice, a delicious aroma teasing her hungry stomach since last night.
"Eat, do not hesitate," said Aji when he saw Intan still silent.
The fried rice breakfast together is over. Intan must resist the sour taste in her taste buds because she does not dare to smoke in front of Aji. It was his habit after he finished eating, he must have ignited a cigarette as a cover.
"Cigarette Gus" Intan said as he placed a pack of cigarettes near Aji.
Intan's defense has collapsed, he can no longer resist not smoking in front of Aji. Finally a cigarette has been lit Intan with a shrewd, a puff of cigarette smoke began to air there.
"When do you smoke?" aji asked after seeing Intan enjoying her cigarette wily.
"I forgot, Gus. Maybe since I left Pesantren." a glance Intan looked at Aji who was leaning on his chair.
The conversation was no longer heard there, both of them were silent. They were wandering in their minds, "May I know, what is your real reason? Why did you leave the pesantren?" aji asked after a few minutes of silence.
"Didn't Aga tell Gus and the rest of the family?" instead of answering, Intan asked Aji back.
Aji then explained about Aga's explanation first, then he also told about the letter and money that Ninis received some time ago. Aji also tells how Aga's true confession after all reading the contents of the letter from Intan.
"Is it true that it happened, Ta?" aji asked while looking at Intan.
Intan is only silent when Aji confirms the truth of the story told by Aga. Honestly, it felt like he wanted to cry when he remembered that moment. He is very sorry until now because he dared to steal money in Ninis' room.
"Yes, it is true that I stole Ning Ninis' money, all that I did because I was forced to." Intan finally let out his voice after a few minutes of silence.
"Then, why did you run away and change like this? where was Tata I knew?" asked Aji who made Intan stunned again.
"Gus, please don't mention Tata's name again. From today I ask Gus to call me Intan only," Intan said with a look of hope.
"Loh why? isn't Tata's name a calling from your parents?" Aji was very curious when Intan made that wish.
Intan's voice suddenly disappeared, he was powerless to answer questions from Aji. Her lips were feeling faint because of this. He tries to string the right words together to convey his reasons.
"Because the old Tata has sunk with bitter memories. The old system has lost its direction and purpose in life. Please, Gus. Don't mention Tata's name anymore." Those beautiful round eyes began to glaze over with the regret that had been shackling the soul.
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