Dreamy Girl

Part 4 Special Guests

"Assalamualaikum! Ms...” said she gave her greetings, but no voice or answer was heard.

Vita went into a lonely house, it looks like mother is not there. Storing his backpack on the living room couch he headed to the kitchen. His stomach was screaming for fill. During the break he did not visit the cafeteria, provisions were forgotten because of his wet dreams this morning.

And because of a dream that carried over to his school, he became a victim of bullying and finally with the shame he did not leave the class for a moment. His friends are too lacking in taste or what, just a small mistake he made, often he became a victim of bullying for a long time.

Once he did not do his schoolwork, which resulted in all students being punished. For months he received undeserved treatment, insinuations never escaped his ears. His mother said he was special. Special to do, to make him inferior and do not want to get along. Simply he returned home and made mother and father as friends and friends.

Pulling up the dining table chair, he immediately began his lunch ritual. He greedily chews whatever is available on the table, cares very, the important thing is that mom and dad are always with him, that is enough.

Tumben, he thought to himself, food is so much like there would be special guests.

“You've come home baby?” reprimanded his mother who had just come from the back kitchen door.

“Mmm, yes buk..I'm really hungry."

“Feeding full, mom cooks a lot." Vita just nodded, her mouth full of food.

“After eating later you clean the house yes.” said his mother again while walking to the corner of the kitchen to pick up her shopping cart.

“There will be guests?"

“Or is Kak Gita going home?” mom just smiled gently.

“It looks like iyya” replied mom

“Trus, where are you going?” ask Vita again after drinking a glass of water. His stomach feels full now.

“Mommy wants to go somewhere with your father.You, if Kak Gita comes home, who get along well son, “ mom gently stroked the top of her daughter's head.

“Listen to your brother when you say so, don't argue!"

“Iya buk” answered Vita kalem, this advice is always said at every opportunity, so that Vita feels he has memorized it. His relationship with his brother was always fine.

“Trus bring cart to shop again?”

“Iya nih, I want to buy snacks at the afternoon Market, chances are guests will be a lot today. So I have to prepare a lot." Vita is just understand, mother really likes to entertain neighbors. He said the guest was a bread-carrier.

Vita also moved from her seat to take the mother to the front. It seems that Dad is waiting for him.

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After the prayer, Vita began to clean the house. Usually on Sundays he does this even if he does not participate in angkot.

“Hemm...Right said the mother turns out this house is indeed a bit dirty” he said in his heart, there are many cobwebs in every corner of the room.

While arranging some food plates on the living room table. He was back stunned, though,

This much food, really want to have guests in the village? To the extent that mom and dad went to the Market again to add it

And this.mom must be tired of doing this all by herself.

Not wanting to burden his mind with all this. He went to his room to rest.

His eyes almost closed and returned to the dream world, but suddenly the noise in front of the house forced him to wake up. With a slightly dizzy head he dragged his steps towards the front door

“Vita!"

"Vita!" shouted some people including Ms. RT's best friend mother.

Not yet Vita answered, the noise like a swirling bee buzzing indistinctly made him confused about what happened.

His body felt crushed, Ms. RT ran towards him and hugged him tightly, while crying as she pleased,

Two bodies were carried to the living room. The bodies of mom and dad lay stiff. Reportedly they were hit by a large tree that was being cut on the side of the road near the afternoon market. Their lives cannot be saved. Vita hugged the two with an unrelenting cry. Her tears were unbearable. Her hands were all over her mother's warm body, checking her pulse.Vita looked at everyone,

“Mother and father are still alive?” he asked everyone there to agree, but those who asked for answers shook their heads by smothering their mouths .

“See, mom and dad's body alone is still warm, they are still alive!” roar again,

“Let's take it to the hospital. I can bring the angkot dad” her moaning pilu

“See! Mom and dad are still smiling, they are waiting for a special guest today,”

“Aaaaaaa, mom and dad won't be leaving so soon, please see doctor.huuuuuuuuuu." the roar was more heartbreaking.

A shadow of the incident earlier this afternoon sprung up in his head. Mother who made a lot of food and told him to clean the house, is it a sign that the guests they are waiting for are the neighbors who have come?

Even dad was so heavy leaving this house earlier, his eyes were looking at the whole house. Until Vita also marked his father, he,

“Dad not saying goodbye ma Rembo? I want to go far.” Rembo is a favorite rooster father.similar Rembonya tok Dalang.

“Uh you, titip Rembo yes, do not forget to be fed. Poor him it's singles." his father's joke teased his daughter back.

What the most real sadness is when we have to part with our loved ones because of death,

“Dad's mother woke up, they've all come huuuu."

“Aaaaaaa, mom, dad, why are you leaving Vita.”

“Who will accompany Vita, Mom...'

“Vita promises to be a good child, a diligent child, but do not stay in vita..."

“Mother same dad bored same Vita well..."

Huuuuuu lamentations and cries filled the room full of sorrow, tears as if they had no limits, flowed continuously breaking into self-defense, and,

“Cry son, “ soft elusan on his head like a mother's cradle, ,

“By crying you will be strong, strong admit that you are just a human being." I sucked into the voice of the mother felt close and squeezed her heart more and more. Still a nudge, he menkiuimi the bodies of his mother and father alternately. May the Lord forgive all their sins and fears.

“Mother..."

“Dad..."

Gita roared in deep pain, He only came after hearing the news of grief over the phone. Mr. RT immediately remembered that there were still deceased children besides Vita. Fortunately, the time was not busy and could immediately come after hearing the news.

Gita's eyes look puffy, marking the entire trip to this house only tears accompany. The pain is unimaginable. Being away from her parents left her with no memories of –best memories for the last time.

Earlier this morning her mother called and asked her to come home, because since marriage and wandering, Gita rarely came home,

“Mothers alike Daddy misses, nak” the first greeting his mother uttered after the phone tone was connected

“Jaga your sister yes, keep loving each other” her mother's last message before hanging up her phone call. Gita did not think that this was the last conversation with her mother. A thousand words of apology will not be able to treat his regret because they rarely go home.

“Mother, father, sorryin Gita, huuuuu.”hungnya again with pain. With her sister lovingly in her arms, she kissed Vita's entire face.

"We've been orphaned on deck. Even we have not had time to repay the services of mother and father" he said rahu.

“Yang patient son, we testify that your parents are good people, God willing they husnul khotimah.”ujar Bu RT with a soothing tone. She was one of her mother's best friends. Everyone feels lost. Death is the secret of nature. Only a sincere and patient feeling can make the heart calm when he comes to visit.

That day, accompanied by rain rinai-rinai that made the atmosphere more beautiful. The bodies of Mom and Dad were delivered to his final resting place. Completed their duties as human beings and parents.

--Connected----