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Being In The Past

Dipa is ready to listen to the questions that will be uttered by Blue, hopefully not a difficult question. Why lately Blue often makes it difficult, even to keep his heart beating normally is difficult.

“Uti is healthy,?” the question was coming from Blue lips. Is that all I want to say? That question? There's nothing wrong with that question. Means Dipa's overthinking, Dipa's smiling little.

“Already, Uti has improved, can greetings from Uti, sorry just had time to convey,”

“Oh yes? Greetings from Uti?” Blue seems very happy, feeling pleasure when you hear it. Dipa nodded.

“Thank you, I can go there sometime right?” Blue wants to go there and make that good rendang.

“Bby,” Reply Dipa briefly.

The sound of rain is still heard, the coffee presented at the table was no longer reflecting hot smoke as before.  There was no conversation between the two of them. On one hand Dipa was relieved that it was only that question, not a difficult question for her.

“Tomorrow I want to go to papa's office, anterin,” Blue stare at the rain. Dipa nodded without looking. Tumben said, usually Dipa is also ready to deliver wherever she wants.

“So I want an internship, mending join papa aja do not want complicated,” he said without being asked, already entered internship time indeed.

The path of Blue is indeed as smooth as that, born from a wealthy family, want to ask what is left to point, money is not radiant. And he also did not want to bother in life, unlike his brother, who did not want to be recognized as the son of Saga, the conglomerate of this country. Blue feels fine known as the daughter of a rich family, known as the rich. He enjoyed it, for him it was as an advantage.

Born into a family that loved him so much, a family that was perfect for him. And Blue is aware this is a gift of God.

“Oh yes when is Dania graduation?”

The question surprised Dipa, “Oh, yes in a moment,” he replied. Suddenly I thought about what Dania wanted, that Dania wanted to be accompanied by her Mama, certainly not an easy thing, even that was impossible.

“Oh don't forget to tell ya when it's time” replied Blue without saying the destination.

“Iya,” Reply Dipa briefly.

The heavy rain had now stopped, the black cloudy that had been creaking slowly disappeared. The coffee that filled the cup was just the cup.

“I go in first, sorry disturb the break,” Blue stand up, wave. Dipa nodded small.

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“Uti...After graduation,” Dania sejit feet Uti who was berserk in front of the television.

“Yes, soon you graduate High School, and hopefully you get the campus of your dreams,” hope Uti. But that's not what Dania meant.

“Uti..” Dania back calling.

“Hem...,” Uti cleared her throat, then looked at her granddaughter whom she had cared for since she was a child.

“Uti, can I have something?” Dania looked towards Utinya's face, Uti nodded. Dania had long harbored questions that filled her mind, there was fear when she wanted to say, but it felt like this was the right time.

“Uti...actually where is Mama Dania?” the question glided, Uti looked towards Dania with a dislike gaze. But, sooner or later he would definitely listen to that question. If Dipa no longer asks, but different from Dania. Dania didn't know anything at the time.

“Dania wants to meet mama, at least if mama is dead, Dania knows where mama is buried,” Dania increasingly dare to ask, break down all the longings that rule her soul.

Uti's memory seems to go back to a few years ago, when his only child was still alive, none other than the father of Dipa and Dania. At that time the father of Dipa and Dania who is famous for working hard is very fond of her small family, not to forget also very loving Uti who is none other than her birth mother. Because of life

the economy is also in ruins, Dipa and Dania's father named Arhan was very hard working without knowing the time, until Arhan died suddenly.

In the afternoon as usual. Uti, Sandra and Dipa and little Dania wait for the arrival of his father to come home from work, usually Maghrib has entered the house. But today has not come yet.

“Why hasn't your husband reached home yet at this hour?” ask Sandra.

“Entah Buk, mungk brother no overtime at work”

“Usually if there is overtime also saying goodbye before leaving,”

“Perhaps suddenly Buk,” Sandra tries to calm Uti down. There was no more conversation between them, Uti came out of the kitchen. She feels a bit annoyed with Sandra lately, Uti feels Sandra is demanding and a lot of desires from her husband without seeing what Arhan's job, which in fact is just a hoarse porters. Uti looked at the wall clock, it was almost 7 p.m.

Dipa was playing in front of a broken television, she was playing used cars given by her neighbors. Little Dania was asleep in a room without a door.

Uti let out a long sigh, while praying that Arhan would come home soon.

Sandra was preparing the materials to be used to make snacks, she was still busy in the office. Her eyes were a little puffy, feeling lately that her mother-in-law did not understand about her.

Last night, she had just expressed the desire to become a foreign labor force to her husband, Arhan. But Arhan still insisted that his wife stay at home just take care of the children, the task of making a living is his duty. After all Sandra has also helped make snacks and it makes money.

Sandra still kekeh wants to leave under the pretext that the family's health can improve, but Arhan still rejects her gently.

“Let father alone who is looking for money,” he said while stroking his wife's hair gently.

Sandra let out a long sigh, she felt that the necessities of life were getting suffocating, children also needed to get a decent life. Sandra gulped her saliva as Arhan left herself inside the room.

The room without the door, Uti heard everything from outside the room. Uti can no longer think clearly what is the basis for why Sandra wants to go abroad.

Uti pursued Arhan who was about to perform Islamic prayers at that time.

“Why? What's the problem until Sandra wants to go?” Uti held both Arhan's arms. “What less than you?”

“Mother heard what we were talking about,?” Arhan looked at his mother with a calm face, because for him Sandra's words were not serious.

“What's because you don't have much money,?” Uti concluded. Arhan shook his head and smiled.

“Not Buk...normalah, more thoughts,” replied Arhan. “It's hard not to think that's okay, we'll all stay together, we'll all be fine,” Arhan is calming again.

Uti looked at the child's face only with pity, feeling guilty also because why this family is poor.