Forced to Be a Comforter Woman

Buy Gold for Grandma

After flashing around, my vision stopped when I saw a row of motorbike rickshaws parked neatly, in a place not far from the bus terminal I was riding earlier.

"Sir, BANG!" screech me with a shrill voice.

I waved at the rickshawmen who were holding up.

"Okay, brother." replied the rickshawman.

After hearing the call from my cry, one of them immediately came to me.

Arriving in front of me, the pedicab attendant rushed to lift my suitcase, and his other items on his rickshaw.

"To this address yes, bang!" pinta.

"OK ready, sister e." reply her.

I went up to the rickshaw while calling my grandmother's home address. After sitting inside, the rickshawman began driving his three-wheeled vehicle to the highway.

About ten minutes later we arrived at my grandmother's house. I immediately got off the rickshaw and stood right beside her.

The rickshawman immediately dropped all my luggage, and placed it near my feet.

"Thank you, bang." I said.

I handed the fare into the hands of the rickshawman with a smile.

"Together, sister e." her reply.

After receiving the fare, the rickshawman returned to drive his vehicle to the original base.

"Alhamdulillah, the end." I murmured.

I began to step on my feet while pulling the suitcase, and carrying her other items towards my grandmother's house. After passing through several houses, I also arrived in front of my grandmother's stage house.

Tok tok...Tok tok...

I knocked on the door without making a sound. I wanted to surprise Grandma, for my sudden return and without informing her first. He had no idea I was going home today.

After several knocks, only the voice of the grandmother heard saying from inside her house.

"Yes, stop!" pekik grandma.

Chequek...

After the door was wide open, grandma was immediately fixated on where she stood. He seemed shocked to see me standing right in front of him.

"Assalamualaikum, grandma,"

I said my greetings while taking Grandma's hand, and kissed the back of her reverent hand.

"Wa'laikum greetings," replied the grandmother

"It's really you, Ndah?"

Grandma asked as if in disbelief at my arrival. I nodded and immediately hugged the old grandmother's body, which I loved the most tightly.

"It's me, grandma." I said back.

"Oh Allah, Ndah. You're finally home too." grandma said.

Grandma returned my embrace while shedding her tears. He was very excited and seemed happy to see my return.

Moments later, Grandma took my arms and invited me to enter her house. I followed his steps from behind.

I put the suitcase and other stuff back inside, then put it on the floor board of grandma's house.

After that, I sat in my grandmother's plastic chair and looked at every corner of my childhood home.

"It's still the same as it used to be." My inner.

Grandma who was busy in the kitchen came back to me, carrying a tray containing a glass of warm sweet tea in her hands. Grandma put the tray right in front of me.

"Drink first, Ndah! You must be thirsty." said grandma.

Grandma spoke while sitting her body in the same chair, as I sat. I immediately nodded my head, obeying Grandma's orders.

"Yes, grandma." answered me.

After sipping my grandmother's tea, I put the glass back on the table.

"Well what was there (Batam), Ndah?" grandma opened the conversation.

Grandma began to be curious because as far as she knew, the island where I wander it can only be passed by two paths, namely the sea and air. If you don't get on a plane, you will definitely get on a boat.

"I was on a plane, Grandma" I replied.

I got off the chair and sat down below. I began to open the suitcases and other packages that I brought from the city of Batam.

"This is a gift for grandma!" say me.

I gave 4 packs of batik sarong cloth, 1 pack of mukena, and 3 packs of robe. And some bread packs and other snacks.

"Many times his souvenirs, Ndah." replied the grandmother with a face that sparkled happily.

"Yes, grandma. This is all for grandma." I said again.

"Let's buy your money later as a gini, Ndah." reply granny a little worried.

"No, my mother. My money is still there, grandma calm down!" I answered to convince Grandma.

I glanced at the clock on the wall that showed at 4 p.m.

"Mom, change her clothes! We're going to tax(market) now!" tell me.

If the people of Medan say that the market is a tax yes man friend, so as not to misinterpret it.

"Why go to tax? Want to buy what you look like?" grandma asked confused.

"Aren't you tired of just coming for a walk?" continued grandma.

"Aren't tired, grandma. Grandma, change clothes! Let's go for a walk now." Give me back.

"Yes, wait a minute!" replied grandma.

He immediately got up from his seat, and walked into the room to change clothes. Shortly after, the grandmother appeared from her room wearing a robe and scarf on her head.

"Udah ready, Ndah. Let's walk!" take grandma.

"Yes, grandma." answered me.

Grandma took me while carrying her nice slippers from inside the room. After seeing Grandma was neat from top to bottom, I immediately moved from my seat.

My grandmother and I walked out of the house after locking the door first.

I took Grandma's arm, and we both walked along to the highway. Grandma often dizzy and stagger, if walking alone in a crowd.

Therefore I took the initiative to hold his arm tightly, in order to maintain the balance of his old body. After a few moments of walking, we both arrived at the highway.

My grandmother and I immediately approached the rickshawman who was hanging out on the side of the road. After that, the two of us directly climbed onto the rickshaw and sat casually inside of it.

"Please take it to the tax, bang!" pinta.

"Yes, brother." reply the pedicabeer.

After knowing the direction of our destination, the rickshawman began to run his vehicle to a large market in the middle of Binjai city.

Arriving at the row of shophouses gold shop, I immediately asked the rickshawman to stop the speed of his vehicle.

"Stop right here, bang!" pinta.

"Okay, brother." answered him.

After the rickshaw we were riding stopped, my grandmother and I immediately went down and paid the fare.

"Let's go there, Grandma!" exclaim me.

I returned with my grandmother's arm, to one of the gold shops not far from where we were standing. After arriving in front of the shop, grandma began to ask while stopping her steps.

"Do you want us here, Ndah?" ask grandma wonder.

"Udah, grandma don't have to ask me anymore. Come with me!" I answered a bit forcefully.

After hearing my answer, Grandma resigned herself and went back to following my steps with a doubtful and slightly confused heart.

Arriving in the store, I also began to choose a bracelet that fits and fits for grandma.

I matched some models of bracelets to grandma's wrists. After finding the right one for grandma, I also returned to choose the ring model. I again matched the rings of my choice to the fingers of my grandmother's hand.

"Pas," I murmured after I got a ring that fits on Grandma's finger.

The grandmother who had just been silent, and continued to pay attention to me who was busy choosing gold for her, she finally reopened her voice.

"Don't buy that much, Ndah! There will be no more money for balek fare" said the worried grandmother.

"There you are, grandma. Calm down is the point!" answer me casually.

After matching the two rings and one chain bracelet, the shopkeeper began to total all the gold of my choice.

After finding out the amount, I immediately took the wallet and paid it to the shopkeeper.

He put the gold in a small purse, and handed it to me.

After receiving the gold wallet, my grandmother and I walked out of the store. We both stopped and stood on the sidewalk in front of the shop we had entered earlier.