
I worked in Bekasi for 2 months.
I'm getting used to this routine.
Every weekend I try to make it home to visit my family. And back to Bekasi on Sunday morning. As it is today.
The hand of my father is still seen. A gaze full of grief emanated there, because again had to release his son away from his side. Terminal Kalideres bears witness to how a father's affection was never able to be drawn and as usual I hold as much as I can so that tears do not drip in front of him.
"Father, pray always for your son" I looked at the increasingly invisible shadow of the Father as the bus had taken me further away from him.
My pain is unstoppable. I'm erasing these tears. "I will try hard for you my family" I said again.
**bekhasi.. At 09.00**
"*Assalamu'alaikumm*," I have said greetings to my brother in front of my closed contract. But in the morning there was no answer.
"Mr, Ms. Susi ...," I called her name.
Like there is no life. The contract around is closed.
I turned the wooden door handle. *Ohh, unlocked*. And I'm tracking that there's no Susi inside.
"Maybe Susi's out for a while" I thought.
I change my clothes with my daily clothes at home. I rolled my hair up. Get ready to do my every task. I walked over to my laundry basket which seemed to miss my caress a lot.
**AT 11.00**
I threw my body down after all the laundry was done. And soon I too fell asleep in the cradle of the dream.
**At 12.15**
I woke up when Adzan Zuhur whispered me, until I heard the sound. I heard Susi's voice that I couldn't hear clearly.
I peeked a little really is my Mama already home? And ohh, not expecting the sight I just saw. Susi's mom is making out with Mas Bayu. I turned my sight away immediately. A look I've never seen before. And it makes me uncomfortable to see my mother do it with Mas Bayu who once blatantly teased me behind her.
*How is this, what should I do? Did I pretend to be asleep*? mind confused.
For a moment I had an idea. I turned on one of the Ringtones on my phone.
"Yes, brother, what's your brother calling me?" I pretend to be on the phone with someone.
"OK, okay. Bye brother," I said again as if closing the conversation. I deliberately strained my voice a little so that the lovebirds heard it and stopped their activities.
And my plan worked.
"Lyra, Ly. .. You're up, yes" asked Susi from the direction of the TV room.
"Yes, you're home, aren't you?" added me with a lazy tone as if I just woke up.
Immediately I pointed my feet towards the bathroom to perform my Zuhr worship. I don't mind them.
When I finished, I approached Susi and Mas Bayu. She seemed to be flipping through the magazine in her hand. Susi's mom walked into the kitchen wanting to drink he said.
"What time were you Ly?" Susi opened a conversation with me.
"The hour is 09.00 mbak" I replied.
I turned my face away immediately. "It feels good, it could have stolen my gaze in front of my Mother who is her lover" I murmured.
I looked at Susi Ma'am who was sitting next to me, who turned out to be busy with her cellphone buttons.
"Where else is Fid? busy right?" I sent a message to Brother Fida.
"I'm at Ly's house."
"Road yuk!! again Bete at home," type me again.
"Now there can't be Ly, there's another family event at home."
"Well brother, yauda" I said again.
"Sorry Ly,"
"yes gpp ko, *bye* ka. See you tomorrow," I said, ending our conversation.
Do not want to be a mosquito in the proximity of Susi and Mas Bayu, and avoid my discomfort there.
Even without Brother Fid, I decided to stay out. And Mall XX became my destination. Because Brother Fid once 2x invited me here.
so at least every corner there is no stranger to me.
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I don't know how many times I've been twirling around in the same place aimlessly.
"So also this leg." I stood by the elevator looking down at everyone who caught my eye. They come with their average partner. Maybe I'm the only one walking alone in this big Mall and without a destination for sure anyway.
"Enak times ya have a lover," suddenly it implied in my mind. But when I remember Mas Bayu's behavior to Susi, I shuddered.
"Will men be like that? it's nice to play behind his girlfriend." I immediately threw my mind away for a moment, "disgusting," I said for a moment.
After my feet feel ready to guerrilla again. I looked to the left right in the direction that would be my next destination. And suddenly I saw my favorite place "Gramedia." Bookstores have always been my favorite place.
The inside is very calm. There are many people with reading interests like me. I scoured the shelves by the shelves where the books lined up very neatly. I stopped my steps when I found a line of books I liked.
the series "*Psychology*" is my favorite. After getting 1 book that caught my attention. I walked towards the large round table where it was deliberately reserved for those who wanted to read. Until it does not feel 30 minutes I have spent sheet by sheet this book. And boredom began to roll back.
Suddenly my eyes were amazed with a view about 2 meters from where I was sitting. A man with a 7-year-old girl. With his hands around the little girl's shoulders, the image of affection was painted in the young man's eyes, so protective and patient that the girl again pulled her hands back and forth either looking for what she wanted.
Several times I looked at him squatting his body to compensate for the height of the little one. asked gently what the girl wanted while occasionally peeking at the tip of the little guy's head. "Sweetly," I found the sight.
Suddenly I remembered the figure of the Father who always showed the exact look of the man's eyes, the eyes of sincerity.
When I woke up from my daydream. I looked for the sight that set me down. But they are invisible ...
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