Gita Dusk Geetruida

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Initially Mangata expected to find a quiet and quiet area like a general burial complex, but when the four of them walked into the tomb complex in Kerkhoof, it turns out there are many people there, but when the four of them walked into the tomb complex in Kerkhoof, there were many people there, some of them there are Dutch, Indo like his mother and some Javanese.

"They came first" said Ibrahim.

"Who are they, um?" asked Mangata curiously.

"Hm .. they are all that although there are some that we do not yet know are our brothers, children pa van der Steur. Pa van der Steur was on the day after July 10th, so we agreed to do the work, clean up the tomb complex as a birthday gift as well as a form of our appreciation for papa," Ibrahim explained to Mangata.

"Well, you know what I brought us here" said Mangata.

"No need to bother, son. This is a short activity because many people take part in a royong, so the work is done before we feel tired. Look at it later, talk longer than his work, hehe .." - Ibrahim.

"Well, let's just say it's a rich nostalgia om, aunty with mommy, so nice to see you, right?" greet Mangata.

After cleaning up, they chatted for a moment in the tomb area. One by one, they returned home, leaving the four of them still at home talking, a conversation that resulted in something unexpected, because Ibrahim and Laras told a lot about their lives.

Starting from how they met in the orphanage as fellow foster children from pa van der Steur and married, until now they are involved in the Oranje-Nassau foundation and also take care of pa van der Steur's home which for some reason has moved to the East Jakarta area.

"We had no family, not even our 2-year marriage to Helena and Amar at the time, and my mom and dad took care of everything, so all the foster children who are called papa as 'sheep of God' and all those involved with the orphanage we consider as our brothers as well" Ibrahim said.

"Physically, the orphanage is no longer here, but pa van der Steur and his mother and some of his beloved Steurjes lie peacefully in Magelang's kerkhoof, Magelang, and it becomes a kind of monument that reminds us how someone who, although on the stamp of the company, is actually a simple man with a compassionate heart. We share not waiting for us to be content but when we are burdened to give whatever we can share" continued Ibrahim again.

"Ah, that's right. Gee, your papa used to regularly come teach the children of the reading and counting-house"

"Before a minute, so I mean Laras, papi came to the parlour without taking my mom, Helena, me and Gerrard, right?" cut Geetruida.

"Yes, you don't know?"

"Now you know."

"Goddessa, hihi. In addition to teaching your papi also often come with his bodyguard to accompany papa cleaning the yard of the orphanage and gardening continue in other watu he brought several young women including me to your house or rather live in the pavilion at behind your houses. Well that's where your mom taught us sewing, embroidery, cooking-"

"just fine. So you could say we're also part of a big family pa van der Steur, huh?" Ibrahim.

"Yes, dong. Eh Gee, we used to get dressed by your mama. Imagine there are hundreds of children living there and we each have clothes that are sewn by your own mother" Laras added.

"I think mommy just made party clothes" Geetruida said.

"It's not true, Gee. So indeed the specialty is madam Sekar making clothes or party dresses because it adjusts consumer tastes and wages are quite large. Well continue, for young women who are studying with him, the results of our stitches while still learning such as bed linen, pillowcases, bolster gloves, tablecloths, curtains, and others. You could say your parents, and pa van der Steur are complementary friends. Their hearts are really light to help others" Laras added.

"Mommy still speaks Dutch?" Mangata nudged Geetruida's arm.

"Hm, een beetje means 'little'," Geetruida replied as she formed her thumb and index finger as if clamping something down.

"If this is what does it mean, mi? 'NIET MYN NAAM DOCH MYN WERK ZYGEDACHT', '" Mangata spelled as he could while pointing to the writing in the form of a white circle on pa van der Steur's headstone.

"Oh that, hm .. If only your opa and oma are still there, of course it means it will be more accurate. Well try yes, it more or less means 'not my name but my work will be remembered'."

"Wuih .. very steady yes mi, meaning. So he wants to be remembered for his work" Mangata murmured.

"That's how it is" replied Geetruida.

'What have I done so far, what is my job and work? Oh my God, if I'm gone I just want to be remembered as a useful figure, not a mistress', Geetruida said.

Rows of writing carved in the tombstone pa van der Steur whose meaning was asked by Mangata just now became a kind of 'duty' for Geetruida. That made him without hesitation to offer to become a donor for the orphanage that is currently in need of a lot of funds, this greatly inspired Mangata to take on the role as her mother did.

"Em, it's starting at noon. How about aunty and om take a break at home and have lunch with me and mommy?" tawar Mangata's.

Since they met with Laras and Ibrahim, Mangata only knew that his mother was a figure who was full of enthusiasm and liked to support others, all this time he knew Geetruida was private and anti-social but today opened Mangata's eyes, that Geetruida is a supple woman even happy to joke even with a newly met person. 'I make you smile all the time, mi', Mangata promised in her heart.

"Well, attractive offers from good people like you are certainly difficult to refuse" said Laras.