Dad For Aisyah

Weeping in the middle of the rice field.

Sumidah is with you on the way home, passing through one of the traditional markets. Midah patted his sister's shoulder to stop the bike.

"Why Tea?" Ask you, when the motor matic has stopped.

"Teteh want to buy souvenirs, Endar must come home from school later collect." Replied Madah while getting off the bike.

"Si Teteh mah, ayak-ayak bae, everywhere whose name is bought souvenirs from the city of origin, not in our own village" you protest.

"You are ancient Nda, now it wants to find a cake from the original area does not have to be in place. Here too much kok, why do we carry heavy-weight." Sumidah said while choosing food at a special shop for souvenirs.

"Yes also Tea, Jakara food is also sold here," replied You look at the mini crocodile bread with a tempting look.

"Makanya Nda, Teteh said what too" Madah clucked. "Oh yes Nda, you want whichever one you choose." Titah Sumidah's. Put dry food in the basket.

"I'd like some tea bread" You answered, his choice was steady on the crocodile bread. Initially only take 4 for them, but Medah takes a pack containing one dozen mini-breads.

After paying to the cashier, Madah with you continues the journey. Not long after arriving home.

Medah smiled when her net caught the figure of the woman she longed for was trailing the fish that had been seasoned jerky into the look.

Madah's hands actually itching to hold the look in place of Ambu's job. It's just, no surprise anymore thought Madah. Madah's hand then helped Ambu lift the slap, drying the fish on the tile.

"Mode..." Sapa Ambu, when there is a white hand coupled with his black hand. Until the fish was already on the tile immediately splashed into his daughter's arms. Though only one month did not meet, but the name of the mother of her longing child had already arisen.

"Tumben you're home fast, son, what's up?" Ask Ambu after taking off the hug.

"No, I'm going home." He pretended to be a manyun.

"Hehehe" You put his hand on his daughter's shoulder and walked into the house.

"Ambu's hand stinks of fish" Sumidah said.

"Hehehe" Ambu chuckled, taking off his hand from his daughter's shoulder and then going to the bathroom.

While Madah headed to the dining table poured cold water from the dispenser he bought when he got a holiday allowance from the boss a few months ago. "Alhamdulillah. segeer..." Say it with gratitude.

"Endar hasn't come home yet?" Tanya Medah then fell asleep on the front floor of the television. After changing the bathroom with Ambu.

"It's been... He was resting in the room" replied Ambu from the kitchen.

"Later to take me out of Tea" continued you who just entered while bringing souvenirs in the plastic chiming.

"Yes, but if you go to sleep, don't wake Nda. Pity Him" message Medah, to his sister who was issuing souvenirs and then put on the table. You just throw a thumb.

"You eat first Sum. "call Ambu from the kitchen. Ambu is arranging a lunch of beef jerky fish that has been fried not too crisp, sambal, and raw lalapan.

"Later Mbu, wait for the sisters." Answer Medah. The long-distance chatter stopped when Ambu was approaching.

"Say what's wrong?" Ask Ambu gently. Not unhappy with his daughter's presence. However, Ambu still remembers one month ago when Madah came home there was a problem. This time, Ambu thought the same.

"Mom must remember, right? The young man who picked me up a month ago?" Ask Medah. He immediately got up from the floor wanting to talk seriously with the woman who gave birth to him.

"Oh, that rich guy who likes to call you tomboy, why?" Ambu Cecar.

"So the rich man wants to propose to you Madah." Ambu widened his eyes not to believe.

"Yes Mbu" said Midah.

"Do you love each other, son?" Tanya Ambu. Ambu did not want if his son decided to get married just for the escape because he failed to get a man named Abu.

"I don't know Mbu, this is love or not, but the man always entertains whenever I grieve with his silly language" Papar Medah.

"Did Ambu approve of us?" Tanya Medah is certainly the blessing and prayer of Ambu who will launch everything.

But there was no answer from Ambu, clearly drawn on his face that he was thinking something.

"Mom disagree? If so, I'll back off, Mbu." Said Medah, before it was too late, he would talk to Ananta's family.

"Certainly Ambu agree with Madah. But what about the Junaedi, son?" Mom remembered her best friend's son. I know that Edi loves his daughter.

"I'm with Brother Juned there's nothing Mbu. I just think of him as a big brother." Honest Sumidah.

"If you are confident in your decision. Ambu supports Nak, even though Ambu has only met Nanta once. You can already judge, he's a good man." Ambu felt sure.

"Thank you Ambu..." Midah put his face in Ambu's lap. Although tomboy his spoiled attitude certainly still exists.

"Yes, you rest first, if you don't want to eat now." Ambu rubbed his daughter's head gently.

"I've been sleeping all the way on the bus before Mbu" replied Madah, raising his head from Ambu's lap. A second later, Ambu moved on.

"Where are you going?" Tanya Medah saw her mother was wearing a great hat, which she used to use when going to the rice fields. But now is not the time to plant or harvest rice.

"Mom would like to lift the fish that Ambu sunbathe on the edge of the pond Nak." She replied, and then put on plastic gloves.

"I went with Mbu" said Madah eagerly following Ambu to the fish pond that was a bit away from home.

Midah perpetuates some pictures of rice fields in the new green rice planting has not yet borne fruit. Fish ponds, and also Ambu who are turning back fish for the collection of galleries, treatment miss the Ambu kangen and hometown.

Repeatedly, Medah took photos of Ambu who was lifting the fish jerky that he dried with nets.

"Mom, the bait fish is still there?" Tanya Midah was excited like a child to and fro. For a long time he never spoiled the eyes to see the rice fields under the hill. Ambu's fish ponds are a source of livelihood.

"Hanging in the saung Nak" replied Ambu.

Medah rose to the top of the bamboo saung, there is the usual Ambu guanakan to rest. Remember Ambu, Midah looked at him grieving. His smile instantly disappeared replaced by tears. How not, every return home change Ambu very fast. His wrinkled skin is getting real. He looks older than his age because he often bask in the hot sun.

When compared with Zarina, of course, their age is about 8 years older than Zarina. But if mistress Zarina is still glowing differently than Ambu her skin is already dotted with black bottles.

Often feel back pain, leg pain. But he never complained to pay for school and raise his three children alone.

Without the invitation of tears Medah spilled, because it can not stand to cause sound.

"Midah... You why son?"

...Seriate....