Dreams of Devi

Supporters of Hope Father

"Eh, Dev, this was the spirit you wanted to give me really what? Wasn't that just a play for the Shiham manasin?" tanya Mas Ovi while taking the chirping which he had placed on his desk.

"It was from Alwi. No papa for Mas Ovi aja."

"Yes, in exchange I bought another one, huh?" tawar Mas Ovi's.

"No, my God, my mom."

"Chicken noodles, meatballs, soto, fried chicken?"

"Eh, no need. That's for Mas Ovi aja, don't need to be replaced."

"Yes, did I buy some ice in front? And buy another one too."

"Do you want to buy gold that works?" I said asking for 'other' intent'.

"Yes, Dev. Yes, I bought it, yes. It's delicious, too, iced up."

I nodded, whatever it was, if it came to food I would. It's just that if I'm not used to it, I'm shy to accept offers from people who are less familiar. Mas Ovi appeared to approach the jogger ice seller and showed the order amount with his finger. I kept watching him until he got back near me.

"If it's going to be hard, let me take it with me, Dev?" haggar Mas Ovi to me.

"I think you can, deh," I said hesitantly.

"Relatedly? That'll make you have trouble carrying it, you know."

"Yes too, anyway. But, if Mas Ovi who brought later even ngerepotin. Then later if the feed wants to be used now how?"

"Yes, you can bring a sack. The rest I'll bring."

"Yes too, yeah. Uh, isn't it papa?" Mas Ovi nodded.

"OK, deh."

The ice that Mas Ovi ordered finally came. Very in accordance with the current conditions, quite hot and sultry. It is a pity to be budgeted for too long if not enjoyed immediately. No need for pleasantries, I immediately feed the drink with the dominant pink color to my mouth.

"Where are you going to go, Dev?" ask Mas Ovi while eating the ice. The employees were out of the store and allowed to take their own ice ordered because it was quiet buyers.

"Where to go? Yeah, to the house, I did. Where else to go." I laugh.

"Eh, that's not it. I mean run out of Junior High to where to go

"Oh, that. Kirain asked where she was going after this. Em, that, you don't know yet, but you asked the boarding school."

"Well, if that's what I support Mr. Basir. Hope you go to the pesantren!" mas Ovi was so happy to hear the news.

"Why am I sad, yes. Not wanting to be far from the same Mr Rehan," lirihku.

"It's not ready for me too, is it?" I pinched Mas Ovi's arm because of the anxiety with his words.

"May you forget the same plan and later I can go to high school" I chanted.

"Cocky, mean shit, hell!" Ovi laughed instead.

"The promiscuity outside is getting freer, Dev. If you can keep yourself safe. Shadow if you are easily affected, let alone you are innocent. I would rather agree with Mr. Basir."

Mas Ovi was right. But I still don't want to live far from my family. In my mind, pesantren is scary. All are restrained and full of rules. I was daydreaming for a while until finally Mas Ovi realized to immediately spend my ice.

***

At one o'clock in the afternoon I say goodbye to Mas Ovi. According to his advice earlier, I brought one sack home while the others will be escorted by him when I go home later. He said he would also come home soon, help at Bu Darmi's house which tomorrow there is a celebration.

I'm a little embarrassed when I piggyback on a sack of chicken feed in the back. What would happen if I brought all three at once. Wouldn't be the attention of people lucky along the way I did not cross paths with my friend.

I got home and you greeted me in the yard. I immediately turned off the motor and parked it in front of the door.

"Nduk, I'm sorry you asked for help. Forgetting that you can't take it. The others Mas Ovi brought?" Father approached me. A sack of chicken feed was lifted and moved from the motorcycle seat.

"No papa, sir. Good thing Mas Ovi can bring it later."

"Yes, eat immediately. Rest for a while then go to Bu Darmi's house, huh?"

"Yes, sir." I put the bike in and rushed to change clothes.

I've replenished the energy in the body with lunch. The feeling of tired after school has also reduced. After this, my plan immediately went to Bu Darmi's place.

Rehan who was playing with his friends and realized that I was about to be heard yelling at me. Said he wanted to catch up with me at Bu Darmi's with his friend later. I had banned him, but his friend even more influenced Rehan, he said no one would be angry if he wanted to catch up with me. Yes, I left Rehan.

"Devi!"

A girl with a typical santriwati look greeted me. Despite wearing only long cardigans, sarongs, and a headscarf whose color is disconnected, she remains beautiful. She is Miss Eva, my upperclassman who has always been friendly to everyone.

"When's Eva coming home?" ask me while regretting it.

"So morning. Want to get some rickshaws too?" ask me, I nodded.

"She's not on holiday anymore?"

"No, I'm a permit at Ma'am Ika's wedding. It's nice to be home, Dev. Rarely do I go home" whispered Eva with laughter.

Ms. Eva used to be an SD as well as Junior High with me. It's just that after High School he went on to study at the pesantren. It used to be heard the news if Eva was not at home and wanted to get out of the boarding school. However, the more time is running out, Ms. Eva can feel at home in the pesantren even rarely go home.

"Said Mr. Basir you also want to go to the pesantren. That's good," said Eva.

"Sir Eva, whoa, you know?" I was surprised, the feeling I never told anyone.

"Pak Basir once came to the house to ask the Father about my pesantren. I'll bring a pesantren brochure, later if you go home I take it." I let out a heavy sigh, Father turned out to be a few steps ahead of me.

My original intention was to find out the admission information of the new students in High School one and secretly list there. In fact knowing the desire of the Father so great so that I can go to school in pesantren makes nyaliku ciut. Not to mention some people are so supportive of the good intentions of the Father. Is that not a noble hope? I could not bear to choose High School one for my next school.

"Eh, Dev, let's go inside. We talked to ourselves." Ms. Eva invites me to enter the house of Ms. Darmi and immediately help all the busyness in it.