Fat Broken Wing

Fat Broken Wing
The Courage That Suddenly Appeared



AUTHOR POV


Kiyara walks alone on the streets of her housing complex, putting her hands in her jacket pocket pocket because of the air in Bandung in the morning which she thinks is very cold. Several times he also met with his complex neighbors who were taking a morning walk, whether with his partner, his grandson, or alone as he seemed.


“Loh, Ki alone,” said a man of Kiyara's age who greeted him, he's Alfi Kiyara's friend when he was a child but had never met for a long time because of different schools, but has never met, alfie also returned from his studies abroad.


“Iya, husband again not feeling well, has long returned to Bandung?” kiyara answered kindly and asked back to her old friend.


“Darling, how did you leave me anyway,” said the woman who suddenly stood beside Alfi.


“Sorry, darling I greet my neighbor and little friend first ... This knows my fiancee, her name is Arin, Arin is Kiyara,” said Alfi introduced her fiance to Kiyara.


Kiyara's face suddenly changed mimic, looking sad, scared and disliked at the same time.


“Waow, you look a little thinner than the last time we met in High School. Can't your husband feed you, so you take care of your distended stomach? Ha ha ha, but take it easy you still look fat even though I have to admit not as fat as first. Oh yes, if your husband is unemployed just tell me to come to the destination where I work there seems to be a vacancy as an office boy there,” Arin taunts make Alfi glance at his fiance with a difficult gaze to interpret.


Kiyara, smiled cynically .. I don't know where her fear went when she looked back at Arin, one of her high school friends who really likes to bully her first. And what did he say? Husband unemployed? Ha ha ha it feels like Kiyara wants to laugh loosely right now, but let Arin first feel the upper hand before becoming unemployed. “I have to give him the calculation,” muttered Kiyar in heart.


“Wah, it turns out that the bully will still be a bully, even though he is highly educated he said. Too bad, have no manners at all, oh yes Alfi do you not want to consider it again? I think he is very inappropriate for you, look at you are the best pesantren graduates in East Java, graduates of famous campuses abroad, and even stuck with women like him, he said,” said Kiyara while smiling mockingly at Arin, especially when he saw the rival's hand clenched tightly.


“Don't listen to him Darling, remember we've been betrothed since childhood,” said Arin while struggling spoiled in the arms of Alfi who was silent since.


“Ha ha ha, Alfi you have the right to refuse don't you? My advice is to find a soul mate who is worth you who loves you sincerely for who you are, because I think he is not sincere in loving you. One more Alfi, do you remember Herlina whose house was near the field first? She has returned to Bandung, she is very beautiful with a syar’inya appearance, your dream type is not it?” kiyara.


“Dasar FAT … ! Don't talk recklessly, don't instigate my fiance watch out you shitannn !” yelled Arin while trying to reach Kiyara's body, but was stopped by Alfi.


“Dragon your attitude Arin, do not make me shy,” snapped Alfi who made Arin instantly silent, because he thought Alfi was a quiet man who was very rarely angry.


“I'm sorry Alfi, please think about my words again You have the right to choose the appropriate and suitable in your heart, talk carefully to your parents. Or if you do like Arin, please change him, thank you,” Kiyara said before she resumed her steps towards the porridge maker.


“Jeez, where's that courage? Why am I so brave and able to get those words out? Like not just me,” shriek Kiyara while holding her chest that feels thumped because of her efforts against Arin, he said, he had walked far enough away from Arin and Alfi but still heard the swearing from his high school friend, making him shake his head.


“Hufft ... do not think about it, well that Mamang porridge cart is over,” said Kiyara while continuing to walk towards the destination.


“Mang special porridge two packs yes, same add intestinal satay and quail eggs ten thousand, added crackers also 5 thousand yes,” message Kiyara on Mamang-mamang chicken porridge seller.


“Siap, Neng .. Mango sit down first,” said the seller kindly to his first customer this morning.


“Iya, Mang.”


“They want to mix or split, Neng?”


“Party away, Mang.”


Not until 10 minutes, Kiyara's order was ready to be brought home, after the woman paid for it. The more daylight like this, the complex streets will be crowded with two-wheeled vehicles and four-wheeled vehicles, because their respective activities, there are those who buy breakfast like Kiyara, Kiyara, there are those who go to the market, there are also children in school uniforms that have departed from the morning because of the distance of the school is quite far, even with people in office uniforms.


Just like before when he left for the porridge, now he also returned the greetings of his neighbors with a friendly smile occasionally he also greeted first. Married to a man like Dave, Kiyara has a sense of confidence that makes her a little more courageous to meet the crowd, unlike in the past who very rarely went out and mingled with her neighbors.


“Where to, Dek?” greet Asti who is walking in front of the house of Father and Mother while pushing a baby carriage.


“From buying Tea porridge, Mas Dave is not feeling well anymore,” replied Kiyara while lifting a little of her groceries.


“Oh, yes have already rushed into the busi Dave already nyariin,” said Asti and embraced by Kiyara.


“Iya, Teh .. I enter first yes, later if there is time I play home,” said Kiyara.


“Iya,” Asti replied with a smile looking at her sister-in-law, vividly remembered in her memory some time ago Kiyara complained to her, because the house opposite like this was not only profitable, but also profitable, sometimes he feels bad if just a day did not visit his parents' house feels sinful he said. Even though he was in his own house never silent there was something he had to do.


“Dutiful child like him, do not forget the parents even though married is even funny now he, like to be confused himself even though Mother has told you not to confuse anything again, he he he, he, women feel once my sister-in-law,” muttered Asti while looking at the gate of her sister-in-law's house that was closed from the inside.