BUNCHES

CHAPTER 4

Cici recalled, a red scarf that covered the windshield of the car before their departure. He slowly turned his head back, looking for the whereabouts of the unknown red scarf where Akmal placed it.

"Where was Abi yah placed? Why isn't there?"

Cici reached into the rear pocket located in the steering wheel, but found nothing.

"Where's yah...!?"

Cici muttered inwardly, but could be felt by Cardo, who was still focused on steering wheel.

"See what, sister?"

Cardo turned to look at Cici who was still fumbling in the back pocket of the steering wheel.

"Hmm, that's. e-e-e-anu.. hmm, that's aaagh! I forgot where it was."

Cici was silent, her beautiful face seemed to be hiding something.

They arrived at the Cici residence, re-entered the house in a tired condition. Cardo said goodbye, as she could not leave her job at the time.

Mira was still asleep, on top of the main bedroom bed. In the Cici and Akmal contest, the shades of blue cream became the favorite color of both. Cici laid her body beside her beloved daughter, put the phone on the nightstand.

Oneng, the housemaid who always accompanied Mira at noon, interrupted the busyness of two people in pursuing a career in the oil city. As usual Oneng prepares lunch, and also cleans the house until the afternoon.

Cici jerked from her sleep. His ears again sounded a boisterous sound like on the market, making him even more curious out of the room.

How surprised Cici, when he saw Oneng who was enjoying the latest soap opera on one of the television stations. He gently rubbed his face, slowly approaching Oneng who had yet to notice his presence.

"Madam...."

Cici surprised the maid who was seriously staring fixedly at the television.

Oneng jumped in shock, hearing Cici's voice, he rubbed his chest with a thin smile back in focus on the television screen.

"Kirain Kakar is still sleeping, Oneng was here at eight, when Brother left, Oneng had to go home again. So you're leaving, brother?"

"So, but Mira is so fussy! I'm getting tough, until Cardo catches up with me."

Cici passed to the dining table, seeing a simple dish that was very appetizing, "Hmm, chicken belado is the favorite of Abi."

Rushing Cici took a plate, sat down at the dinner table, enjoyed lunch that was already afternoon with great pleasure.

But when Cici was enjoying a lunch that was clearly too late, Mira's crying came back from the direction of the room.

Rushing the beautiful woman ran to the room to take her favorite daughter.

"Eeeh, Ami's son is awake? Kirain is still bobo."

Cici carried the body of her little daughter, towards the dining room, but Mira was still crying.

"Abi.... Ai...!"

Mira's cry along with the screams made Cici again overwhelmed. His face looked panicked, looking at the fussy favorite princess as usual.

Oneng swiftly helped Cici, to calm Mira, but the girl continued to cry.

"Neng, how's Mira? From Abang gone he fussed on calling his Abi! Ci's worried, scared you're okay!"

Cici's face was again worried, when she heard Mira's cries that did not stop.

"What do you want?" Oneng persuades Mira, but the little girl keeps calling her Abi.

"Abiu... Abiii...!!"

The petite body that was not calm in his carriage, made Cici even more unsettled.

"Geez, why is this Oneng! Do we take him to the doctor? Ci, scared Mira for nothing."

Oneng rushed to make a bottle of formula, so that the little girl was calm again.

But he brushed aside, making the bottle of formula crash onto the floor.

"Oh my God, son! Why are you sih? Ade wants what? Same with Ami. We call Abi? Do you want to talk to Abi?"

Cici brought Mira back to the room, grabbed her cell phone. Hurry up and find Akmal's phone number, so his daughter calms down.

The phone call was connected, but there was no meaningful answer.

Cici repeatedly contacted Akmal, but still there was no answer. 

"Iiiighs, Abi really likes not to pick up Ami's phone!" Cici again growled, because she heard the sound of Mira's crying that did not stop.

"Oneng, how is this!!"

Cici looked tired, even forgetting her lunch that was still left.

Oneng could only gently wipe the back of Mira who was crying with the milk pacifier in her tiny mouth.

Long enough the sound of Mira's cry, made the little girl's eyes fall asleep again, because of the fatigue that struck.

Seeing his daughter sleeping again, Cici asked Oneng to stay overnight at his residence.

Oneng nodded in agreement. Her status of not having a husband and children, makes her a woman who can be made Cici as a friend when Akmal goes on his business trip, as some time ago. 

Cici gently rubbed her head, she returned to the body beside her beloved daughter, gently kissed Mira's back, with a feeling of love.

"May Abi be okay well, son?"

Without realizing it, Cici fell asleep again beside Mira.

Oneng chose to come out of Cici's room, in his head was still guessing, feeling the strangeness in Mira child only wayang Akmal and Cici.

"Why is Mira suddenly fussy?"

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In a different place, Akmal and his coworkers, were enjoying the beauty of the cool panorama at the turn of nine.

The atmosphere of the hills, winding roads, plus the view of the new building which is a place of tourism for visitors to enjoy attractions across the Riau-Sumbar road (West Sumatra).

The journey taken from Riau only takes three to four hours, but is very different for the bus they ride. They spent six hours, because they chose to enjoy lunch at the border of the PLTA which has a small stall that provides very delicious cuisine.

Small stalls that provide several food options such as grilled corn, broth crackers and some typical West Sumatran food on the border.

Very cool scenery makes a beautiful place for Akmal office team leaders to capture the beautiful moments of their togetherness.

A moment of shared photos, the happiness of singles free from the burden of the mind of work and home for a few days.

Akmal's eyes immediately returned to see the figure of a beautiful woman who used a red kemben and red subordinate who was very charming the view of a man like him.

"Aaaagh, why does he keep following me? Or maybe the red scarf that belonged to that beautiful woman this morning? He should have followed me. Stupid me, moments like this are not to be missed," he muttered inwardly.

Rushing Akmal re-entered the bus, looking for his travel bag, which was in the back seat. His eyes were still on the girl who was like waiting for someone on one of the fences, showing a decline towards the small river below.

As Akmal gets off the bus, he runs into Dony who has been looking for him since.

"here apparently! We eat corn first, as it is finished praying magrib we directly tancap to Bukittinggi."

Dony sees Akmal watching someone from afar, but knows where he is.

"Oogh yes, a minute! I have a need!"

Akmal raced, approaching the beautiful woman who looked like she was waiting for him, ignoring Dony again.

"Hey bro, Akmal... Akmall..!"

"Ck, where's the kid...! New guests know...!"

Doni grumbled to himself, because he was ignored by Akmal.

Akmal actually approached the pure white canti girl who smiled at him, following the steps of the beautiful woman, the kemben wrapped her body, without feeling a cool feeling, because the day seemed to get darker.

Down the stairs in a row, holding a soft red scarf in his right hand. 

Akmal stepped in unaware he arrived at a remote village that was very comfortable and peaceful, illuminated by small dim lights, greeted by friendly old men, welcoming his arrival.

"Aaaagh, this is so beautiful..why did I just realize that there is a village as beautiful as this?"

Akmal was stunned by the warm welcome in the remote village. Watching the talempong scene which is a characteristic of the Minangkabau custom. To be an amazing beauty and happiness to a sweet black handsome man like Akmal.

Beautiful women chant songs with a melodious voice, mendayu-dayu like old and sad singer, so Akmal really welcomed like Datuak Rajo Mudo.