FATIMAH (Pearl In Mud) .
ALL FOR GRANDMA
All the guests have gone home, the show is over but not yet for Fatimah. The girl still had to take care of all the invited guests' used tableware until it was finished. Lifting all dirty dishes to the kitchen. Stacked into one.
Washed and collected with other clean dishes, that was the work of Fatimah. It's hard for some people, but not for them. At a young age, he had to roll up his sleeves to tighten his muscles for the survival of himself and his grandmother.
There is no time for fun, even though the opportunity is always there. Thinking about school lessons and filling her stomach should she do simultaneously. No one would care about him if he had to fasten his stomach to hold his hunger. Whatever Fatimah will do for the old woman who has cared for and loved her until now.
All the kitchen work is done, Fatimah is ready to go home. The clock indicates the number ten. Tired, but he did it with pleasure. Tired not to be seen on Fatimah's face. The relief was radiated when he saw that all the items scattered in the kitchen were neatly arranged.The girl examined him once again afraid that someone had forgotten. The clean floor of the cookware has been kemabli in place again in clean condition.
“Fatimah said her goodbye to the hostess smiled. Satisfied with the work of his son's friend.
“ini rice for fatimah in eating the same grandma yes, which in black plastic is leftover rice. Love the duck. And here's a little bit of aunt's gratitude for Fatimah. Do not hesitate if aunt calls again to help ya” bu Hamid thrust some packages milkai instructions earlier. And the white envelope for Fatimah. The woman smiled kindly.
“thank you very much bi, may the windfall of aunt in plus” he said received a white envelope in the hands of the host
“send aunty greetings to Fatimah” grandmother said the woman again.
All the parcels are already in the hands of Fatimah, the girl was about to pass”
“I take ya” Hamid's voice suddenly appeared from inside the house. It turned out that the man had been listening to their conversation.
“no need, Fatimah went home alone is not nice to see people”ucap Fatimah shrewd, the man was disappointed with Fatimah's rejection. The hope is great to take the girl to her house. Hamid was worried, because it was too late for a girl.
“ini is already night should Fatimah delivered hamid ya” said the woman again
“thank you aunt, but Fatimah can go home alone. what people say later if Fatimah Sorted men with a conversation of the nights” Fatimah right, the girl memorized the character of the neighbors in her village. The woman agreed with Fatimah.
Fatimah stepped out of the courtyard of Hamid's house, released with the gaze of the two people in front of the porch of the light brown house.
“mom's son is grown now” his mother's speech forced Hamid turned his head to look at the mother.The man was confused by his mother's speech
“mother was young, do not be confused to see it” he continued patting his son's shoulder slowly, passing into his house with a smile. Hamid smiled shyly. It turns out that his mother could read the situation.
At home, open the unlocked door. Fatimah knew that her grandmother would not lock the door before she returned.
“already home nak” said the grandmother. The old woman was pitying to see her favorite granddaughter had to bash her bones to make a living for her. All the words appeared in the grandmother's head
Had Fatimah's father not gone with the woman, perhaps now the girl would not have had to work hard until this late.her life would have been assured because there was her father who took over Fatimah's duty of making a living. Grandma saroh's heart throbbed pain. God has set the course of his life. Only one day Fatimah became a successful person without having to become a dangdut singer.
“granny has eaten. This is under rice with his mother Hamid” fatimah handed a package containing rice in a plastic place containing rice and side dishes that are separated.
“if the black plastic is leftover rice for ducks. And this is an envelope from his mother Hamid, he also sends greetings to granny” said Fatimah at length, her face sparkling handed the white envelope into the hands of the grandmother.
The woman was moved, even the results of her hard work she just gave away.
“people so come?” ask Fatimah
“iya, but only buy five tails first, if later the meat is good will come back again.the plan wants to take in large quantities. Keep the guy advising grandma to give the duck vitamins so big fast. Grandma where have money to buy vitamin duck” sound nenknya weakened.
“later Fatimah find a way to buy Vitamins, what grandma knows the price, Fatimah means, what that person told you the price”
“about three thousand, quite expensive nak” money that is too big for them. Enough to buy rice and cooking oil at the shop in front of the fatimah alley.
“it's okay, Fatimah will buy. There's this money” shows a white envelope from his mother Hamid with a smile.
“save it for you, the matter of vitamins let us later find another way”
“Fatimah shower first grandma, gerah” he said passed.
“you've eaten?”
“already granny, was there the same other mothers” half screamed from the middle room
“then grandma put it first for breakfast tomorrow morning, grandma is full” grandmother also passed to the kitchen put the parcel in the old wooden cupboard where to put food.
Finished cleaning up, Fatimah prepared to lie in the same bed with her grandmother. In this house there is only one medium-sized bed enough for Fatimah and grandmother saroh. Lay down next to the grandmother who was lying down first.
“himunya Hamid good grandma, he is not the same as other neighbors who like to insult us” said Fatimah, her gaze straight up. Home tile that is clearly visible without a ceiling barrier.
“not all residents here are bad, there are still many good ones as we” answered the grandmother
“i think it will be the same, Hamid is a rich man” replied Fatimah
“but the woman is simple, does not like to show off excessively like other mothers”
“iya also yes nek, even though his mother Hamid's money was a lot”
“kok Fatimah tofu”
“the house is large, the kitchen is wide there are mushollahnya as well, Hamid continued the ride of expensive motorcycles if the school”
“the swagger was no good luck, fear someday god took everything we got hold of we can what?” the grandmother's speech got a look of admiration from Fatimah.
“if later Fatimah successful, we make a big house in front. Not here. Continue to his house Fatimah love a high fence, from the iron that is engraved. His house is second floor, grandmother can stay below, if up and down the stairs grandma must be tired” Fatimah's mind drifted, a shadow about her success dancing fertilized her eyes. She walked gracefully in nice clothes, an expensive bag. Gold filled his neck and wrists and fingers. The lips are slowly drawn
“sleep, tomorrow you go to school” voice granny saroh resuscitate Fatimah. But the girl was sure that one day all her dreams would come true. He will work hard, blunt the rupiah for his future. By being a dangdut singer.
