Dreams of Devi

Does Everyone Deserve to Be Happy?

"You're coming home with me, aren't you, Al?" I asked Alwi who seemed to be busy with Nindi.

"You go first. After this I want to go to the same regional library Nindi," replied Alwi briefly.

I packed books and stationery that I originally put the origin before Zuhur prayer earlier. Alwi and Nindi are dating for two weeks. Since then, my day has changed a lot, I have become lonely.

The routine confiding agenda in the park that I used to do with Nindi is rare. Even if it happens, it must be only a few minutes because it always comes Alwi who bothers. That guy is really bucin.

I admit Alwi and Nindi are a cool couple. They always use alone time by doing assignments or just reviewing lessons when friends have gone home. Actually they also offered me to join, but instead the other friend seemed to dislike when I accepted his offer. He said I was like a mosquito repellent. It's weird, isn't it? Therefore, I always rely if at home is being bothered and causes me to go home immediately.

Whatever you do yourself will feel heavier. So did my trip back from school. Since not coming home with Alwi, the distance I took felt longer and very tiring. Not to mention if you have to pass the road along the rice field area, fear looms if suddenly there are people with bad intentions to me.

When I got home, I saw a car in the yard. You have a guest, it looks like Budhe Asih's family. I chose to enter the house through the kitchen door. For a moment I want to wet my throat with water, maybe after that I just met the family Budhe Asih.

"The field belongs to you, Min. And you told me to take care of him. I used to not be able to take care of him, but for now the farm wants me to take."

I heard the voice of Pakdhe Kasim, Budhe Asih's husband in a high tone. My intention to meet the family is gone. I understand for the next, surely you will resign and obey the will of the super greedy family.

The arrival of Budhe Asih at home is always not pure. They used to visit here, it was also for the sake of inheritance. You never take a headache, even if you do not get a part, you remain sincere. He said it was better than having a dispute.

"Eh, what, dumbass? So how's?" This time there was the sound of Budhe Asih who seemed to be mocking.

"Please if you want to be taken, ma'am. But I'd like to have some time until harvest time, yeah. Let me make some capital later."

I'm still eavesdropping on their conversation. I don't know what your next plan is, I hope it's for the best.

"the capital? What do you want to do? Let's open a business!"

I who heard it just growled. If only killing was not a big sin, I would have killed that arrogant family.

"Not knowing yet, Ma'am. Hopefully later it can. Make the cost of school children, want to realize the wishes of the mother so that the children can get to college."

"Your dreams are too high, at most your child will just finish high school, or even not graduate! You just work to be a labor of people, like the ambition of having a graduate child. You know my son Sita? He's paying for college with money, millions, no leaves!"

By Allah, I do not want my Father to be insulted like that. Hopefully one day I can lift my degree. I would love to silence the mouths of people with my achievements.

"Mom, are you home?" Rehan came startling me from behind, he brought his finger to his lips, telling me not to make a sound.

"What's wrong?" my whiskey.

"Budhe Asih, but I don't know they want to do anything" said Rehan.

"Have you met them?" Rehan.

"Lazy! At least they'll want to do us."

Rehan and I decided to stay in the kitchen. Fortunately Budhe Asih and Pakdhe Kasim did not linger here. I was so tired of their presence. As soon as their car left the yard, Rehan and I approached.

"That's their farm, Nduk. So they're entitled to ask for it."

"From the first father who took care of him?"

"It's actually PERHUTANI land. They are kind enough to allow people to use the land. At that time it was still in the form of a teak forest. Teak wood was finally cut down by PERHUTANI. After that the residents flocked to open the land and one of them was your grandfather. Grandfather actually gave it to Pakdhe Kasim, but Pakdhe Kasim did not want to take care of him. You asked Grandpa for permission, and he allowed it."

"It's so cute Pakdhe Kasim, why do you want to do it!" rehan protest.

"It's like they don't know their character, Re."

"Already, already, do not worry too much about problems that are not important. After all, in a few years the land will be asked again by PERHUTANI to be planted with trees again," said the father who I do not understand.

"Serious father want to charge us to college?" askaku expectantly.

"God willing, Nduk. Even though the father of elementary school just did not graduate, hopefully the children can be graduates, thankfulness can be higher."

"Amijn .... Hopefully, yes, sir!"

"If Rehan grows up, he will not be lectured. Rehan wants to be blantic, sir," Rehan said.

"Blant what, Re?" my many.

"That's usually the goat's sale, you know, Mommy." I laughed at Rehan's ideals that I didn't think the kids were coveting out there.

"Eh, what, laughing? Devi doesn't know, does she? Mr. Harto Blantik always hold a lot of money, Ma'am. Sometimes Rehan same friends are given to buy snacks. That's fine, isn't it? Rehan wants to."

"Any ideals are good, Le. I hope you don't forget to always learn. What are your goals, Nduk?" Now you ask me.

"Em, what, huh? I'm still confused, sir. But if anyone asks I like to answer the origin of wanting to be a doctor," I explained.

"Hopefully it could be a doctor, Nduk. But, your mother used to say, want to have a child who became a teacher. Because what? Because the teacher is a noble occupation, educate the child to eliminate ignorance. Imagine, if the students you teach will be able to practice what they learn, the reward for you will definitely continue to flow, shodaqoh jariyah!"

"But the teacher wasn't good, sir. His work is angry constantly" chirped Rehan who I confess his truth.

"No, Le!"

"If Devi grows up to become a famous book writer, okay, sir?" I was beginning to see that dream.

"May, as long as your ideals can provide benefits, you will always support."

"Sir, Devi will be in ninth grade soon. Later after graduating Devi wants to go to SMA 1, huh?"

"Father wishes you a boarding house, Nduk. At home Father has not been able to educate you to be a good child, therefore I hope you enter the pesantren," said Mr. Slowly.

I never imagined myself getting into the pesantren. If that is your wish, I hope I can fulfill that simple request.