Fake Friend

Self-soothing

I was in the countryside I had been to with Brother Andre. Exactly a year ago, when the streets with Kak Andre, Arif and Citra after the departure of Kak Gilang. My heart desperately hopes to calm down after coming home from this place. The journey, which took 2 hours and 30 minutes, did not discourage me to turn around because the place was too far from where I lived. The cool atmosphere and the place that is still natural make my heart feel calm.

When Ashar arrived, I prayed in the rural mosque. Maybe the villagers feel foreign to see me, but I try to get along to socialize with them. Finished doing the obligation, I tried to walk in the vast rice fields stretched. Seen a Mother who had just returned from the fields lifting her harvest quite a lot, she saw me who was so foreign to her.

" Assalamu'alaikum Son," Greet me.

" Wa'alaikumsalam Ma'am" I replied to the mother.

" The child is coming from the city, who are you looking for here, son?" asked the mother.

" Not looking for anyone, Mom, I just want to find peace here Mom," I told the mother, who surprised me.

" Let's go with Mom Nak to Mom's house" she asked me.

" But I have a motorbike, ma'am" I replied, which is impossible to leave the bike in the middle of the rice field.

" Yes, mom, you just ride the bike" said the mother to me who tried to give up.

" No ma'am, let me screw you, come on Ma'am," I replied, unkindly leaving mother to walk alone.

The mother looked awkward, I raised the harvest in front. The big bike I brought was too high. Makes the mother a little trouble to ride.

" Can Ma..," I asked who felt the mother had difficulty to ride.

" Yes son, it's a little difficult" my mother told me.

" Hold my shoulder, ma'am" I asked my mother.

" Yes," answered the mother who was sitting on the bike.

" Hand hold ya ma'am" I said pulling my mother's hand to my stomach.

We also flocked to Mother's house, all the eyes of the residents saw me who hugged a mother. Mother who according to my eyes was respected in the village, made them submit and did not dare to say anything.

" In front of it is Mother Nak's house" she told me.

" Oh yes, ma'am" I answered, who saw a large blue house.

I stopped my bike right in my mom's yard. A big, cold house. Looks simple and neatly maintained house, very comfortable when occupied.

" Come on, come on in" invited the mother to me who with her strength raised her crops into the house.

" Yes, ma'am" I replied to him.

" Wait a minute, mom to the kitchen first" said the mother who stepped into the kitchen.

The sound of water rustling was heard from behind, maybe the mother was washing her slightly dirty hands. I looked around my mother's house to make me comfortable. On the wall of the family photo of the mother with her husband and children.

Mother came with a tray of two cups of sweet tea on the table.

" Drink son" said the mother.

" Yes Buk, so troublesome mother," answered me who felt awkward.

" It's okay, it's just water, oh yeah your name's who's son," mother asked me.

" I'm Nisa Ma'am," I replied introducing myself.

" Call me Mother Wati, Mother is the wife of RT in this village, if you have any need can ask Mother" said Ibu Wati explained.

" But I really go to the rice fields, not if the wife of RT must accompany the father in his office ma'am," said I who understand a little about the village devices in my village and I told my mother.

" Ah, if you don't go to the rice field, what do we want to eat? can paper be eaten? no son.." said the mother who explained and had joked to me.

" Ha.ha.., you can joke, too," I laughed at Mom's funny words.

" The child has a problem" the mother asked me.

" Yes ma'am, but Nisa is confused to say it," I replied that it was hard to explain.

" Why do I have to go all the way to find peace" Mother told me.

" Kid, by asking God, we can also calm down" said Ms. Wati explained.

"I'm sorry Mom, it's been a hassle. Nisa didn't know she could get to this place. Nisa continues to drive the bike until Nisa feels tired and feels like she has arrived in this village" I explained.

" Have the kids ever been here before?" ask Mom to me.

" Yes ma'am, we went to the beach at that time" I said with a nod.

"Thank God means you're not lost" said the mother who looked out over the sky looking cloudy.

I was surprised to hear a strong rumble and accompanied by raindrops. Immediately I moved my motorbike to the spacious mother's terrace, but heavy rain poured down on my body.

" You're wet, son," asked my mother who saw my clothes dyed for moving the motorbike.

" Yes Ma'am," answered me who was already dizzy how later if I catch a cold with wet clothes like this.

" It's my boy's shirt, put it on. This is my daughter's shirt, and then you take a bath in the back" said the mother, who asked me to change my clothes.

I rushed back, I took off the clothes I was wearing from morning. The cold water made me have to endure the cold. It didn't take long to finally finish, I immediately put on the clothes that I was given so that my body felt warm. The sound of my teeth was heard in my ears. Mom immediately made me wedang ginger. I sip little by little to make my body feel warm.

The quiet house made me ask where the other residents were.

" Where are the father and the children of the Mother" I asked the Mother who had not been seen.

" You are still in the office, Nak, maybe waiting for the rain to stop and just go home, if the big one is married, the youngest one is still on duty" said Ibu explained.

" Yes, you know," said the mother who was astonished by my correct guess.

" He..he.., Yes Ma'am, that's Ma'am I saw the picture," said yangbtersipu even though he had been caught looking at the photo on the mother's wall.

" O.iya, that's the picture, the miss mother is the youngest mother's child, her name is Rangga," Mother explained.

" Assalamu'alaikum" said Mr. Surya to Ms. Wati.

" Wa'alaikum Salam" answered his greeting.

Mother stood up to welcome him home by kissing his hands, as well as myself who felt awkward with the father who had a house and got a sharp gaze because he felt foreign to me.

" It's just who Mom is" said the father who does not know you.

" His name is Nisa Yah, a guest from the city, wants to go to our village" she explained.

" O'S...You think this cah Ayu, the candidate is Rangga Bu.." said the father talking about me.

Uhuk...

I was drinking ginger choking, hearing you say about me. Mom rubbed my shoulders because I was still choking.

" Slowly, son," said Mother to me.

" I.iya ma'am," I replied nervously, choking my neck in shame.

" There's Candidate Neng." asked Dad to me.

" Su.have sir," said I who was nervous because I felt interrogated.

" O.. Have married you Son," said Mr. Surya.

" No sir, we're still engaged" I explained.

" So you're here, your family knows?" asked Mr. Surya to me.

" Athaghfirullahaladzim, how is this Mom, Nisa forgot to call Mom at home, wait ya Buk Nisa try to call first," said my confused because it has not sent word to father and mother.

" Yes After the battery" I said, annoyed that my phone was running out of power.

" This is using the phone of the Father," said Mr. Surya gave his cellphone.

" Yes sir," said I who felt awkward on a cellphone and I accepted.

* * * * *

" Well..., where's Nisa going Well, it's been this afternoon yet to come home, where's it raining outside? said the mother who was agitated because her daughter had not come home.

Raga who noticed her mother's uneasiness immediately contacted her friend Arif and Andre.

" Hello, Dre you know where Nisa is,"

" No, I haven't seen you all day, just ask Arif,"

" Oh yeah, I did,"

Raga turned off her phone and contacted Arif, but her phone was also inactive. Then she called to her sister's cell phone, the same thing was off as well. Raga looks frustrated.

Then he called Gilang who was in college. But not lifted up either.

Dret...Dret...

There was the vibration of Raga's cell phone on the table. Raga picked it up without seeing who was calling.

" Hello, Assalamu'alaikum,"

"Wa'alaikum hail,"

" That's your Deck, where's your Deck,"

" Anisa is far away Kak, in the countryside, Nisa was walking around but rained, Nisa was hitching a ride One night Sister, tomorrow Nisa went home,"

" Yes already, the same good-bye tomorrow that has Dek's house,"

" Yes bang,"

" Take good care of yourself ,"

" Yeah bang, it's already Bang.., this phone borrowed, Nisa's phone out of battery,"

" Asalamu'alaikum,"

" Wa'Alaikum salam,"

Pundi phone turn off Raga, Mother who heard the talk of Raga with Can directly approach.

" How is Nisa Ga" asked Raga.

" Nisa is fine Buk, she was rained so hitchhiking at the village house," said Raga honestly to her mother.

" Emang Nisa where Ga is," asked the curious mother.

" Nisa said that he was walking, tomorrow morning he went home, Mom" Raga explained

" Yes, mother is now calm Ga," said Mother who was not upset anymore.