
Our conversation that seemed familiar, made me pause for a long time. My memory arrived flashback to that time. At first I met with Yuda, yach because of Angga. Not to mention the other memory.
“Please, memory master don't hang!” My heart says with empty eyes and mind.
“Mel, sorry I didn't mean!”Yuda interrupted my flashback thoughts to that time.
“Ga what, just relax. I have a guy now mah”
“Ough time sich, good. Just that I also have not heard about Angga this year!”
“I think it's still the same with you”
“Since that time, he became drunk. Go home and change girls a few times. I told him not to be lazy. But even got fired factory because he often misfortune, not focus or drink the type of drink that intoxicates the work. Finally he decided to go home and I don't know how it is now.”
“The slide is? what about the kid?”I spontaneously asked without thinking. The result of a mother's longing for her little angel.
“You mean ‘Children Noodles chicken’?
“You know about that too?”
“It was, one day a night fitting Angga with the baby. I also did not sleep. Can't bear to worry he bothered to take care of the baby himself. But after that he's rich looking dazed his life without directions”
“But whose child is the same?”
“The brother of Angga in Yogya..!”
Suddenly I shivered a little, maybe because of the longing I bear. The weight is heavy on my shoulders. Thought everything was fine but something was not good anyway. Talking mini mala with Yuda is like scraping a wound that has just dried. Not my wound with Angga, but my heart wound as a mother.
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The state of Angga in Yogya!
Gubrak ……..
The sound was like something falling on the floor of his porch Isma Mama.
“Mah, what sound is it. I think someone fell.”
“Try check Sir, midnight like this”
Time is 12:00. Susana village is usually very quiet. When there is a little sound it is clear.
“Mah, that's your sister.
“That kid's coming home at this time must be drunk again, khan!”
“It looks like so!” Said Mas Ridwan while peeking at the condition of Angga from the window.
“Pak, spout Pull Angga into the house. Afraid of chasing your father's eyes later!”
The hassles of Mas Ridwan and Mbak Isma, not only take care of babies but also take care of adult children who are like babies.
“This is your sister saved where?” Mas Ridwan said as he dragged Angga's body into the house.
“Udah there aja mas. Monastery Sleep on the floor only!”
Morning arrived, Angga who slept on the floor last night. His position is still there. Because the brother is annoyed with the behavior of his sister who at 9 o'clock has not been aware of himself. With emotion she splashed water on her sister's face.
Byuuuuurr…..
“Hahhh...no ...no.....!”.Angga suddenly woke up because of the cold created from the water that was splashed
“Mbak...Why was my body watered?” asked Angga with a slightly shivering face.
“That's a gift for a young person who has no hope, hoping for a drunken drink. Where do you have money for that illicit drink?”
“I have money....!”
“Long...you must have brought your father's money from the closet drawer, right? It was the result of his sweat farming for 3 months. It is as if you spend that money on things that are not useful” the lecture of Mbak Isma is complete and full of content.
“Yach every once in a while mah may be my Ma'am.!”.Angga said with seduction and holding the wrist of Mbak Isma.
“Once you say, almost every night this week Ma'am saw your dirty behavior. What did you get out of this? You do not work there again to the city, or I just mate you with the same child sir ustad guru najai child!”
“Don't Mbak, his son just graduated High School!”
“What's wrong, Your mother is also married 2 years graduated SMA really. At least you have taken care of, and you are trying to take responsibility”
Tok.dok.
During their strange debate, there was the sound of the front door being pushed.
His eldest son Isma swiftly opened the door that had just rang.
“This page has a letter for you!” Said Raisya to his pama while carrying a piece of paper containing a piece of writing.
“I wait for you in surau, hurry up kemari” The contents of the message that his youngest son brought sir ustad the najai teacher.
“Whose message is this...?”Angga's heart asked.
Angga's confused face, staring at his brother's face which was still filled with anger at him.
“Someone's looking for me, she's been yelled at...!” Said Angga while out of the house to be confused according to the message on the paper he held.
“Heh. This is your mother still wants to be angry first. Don't run!” The phrase Mbak Isma with stereo screams volume 12.
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While being whistled near Angga's house I've been waiting for so long. It was 10 o'clock, but he thought of leaving.
“Wait, Where are the maks going? He said he was waiting for me, and he wanted to go..!”.Said Angga stopping my steps just like that.
I turned my face with full force. Hoping it wouldn't open up the hate that once lived in the heart, flashback a few years ago was like stopping my heartbeat for a moment. And I was breathing again after I realized that I was in a more pervasive time.
We looked at each other for a while, it took extra courage to be able to visit people who had existed in the past. Not to mention the presence of other beings who bear witness to the magnitude of our love.
“Me...melll.....it.!”.Angga said with a brick.
“Yes, it's me!”
Though Angga once thought the person who sent the message was his daughter father RT, who he had been seduced by berparas ayu nan charming.
Melia saw Angga from top to bottom, the performance was almost the same when they met first. Or even worse. Dull-faced man, tattered clothes camping, collar of clothes that stand up not to mention random hair scrambling has not been arranged because he just woke up.
“I want to meet Kemal!”
“Do not, later can ketauan..!”.
Our conversation did not get there, I explained why I was determined to go to Yogya. My main reason is the marriage of Judah. Then the next reason met with Angga. He was also somewhat surprised to hear the news about Judah who wanted to get married, because after her Yuda had long broken up with her lover.