GOOD MORNING MY ANGEL
GOOD MORNING MY ANGEL 20
GOOD MORNING MY ANGEL 20
(Tien Kumalasari)
EPISODE 20'S
“There are people so exactly yes sir, like twins,” bu Broto still commented, when they were already in the dining room.
“Yes, it's all God's greatness.”
“Is Rio born twins huh Sir?”
“Masa, twin brothers, one became a businessman, the other a cruncher? So the driver is because I told him to be the driver in our family.”
“Yes too sir. That was an event at City Hall, so attended by the Mayor. The show is early in the morning, after the morning apple.”
“Iya, I know. It was the first stone laying event over the new building for office space expansion.”
“Iya, so crowded.”
“Ni, fried rice kok tumben to sainan nih?” shouted Mr. Broto after scooping his breakfast a few spoons.
Yu Sarni approached.
“Then sir, ouh .. sorry yes Sir,” said yu Sarni full of regrets.
“Tumben Ni, usually not like this, and this has happened in the last few days. It's just that I kept it quiet, maybe you were tired or thinking about something.
“Iya Ma'am, why, because these few days Pure's mind continues.”
“Why Pure Mind? The kangen? If I miss later I ask Wulan to bring her here.”
“Iya in fact, Sarni was again kangen with his children, so that cooking was not because of the taste,” said Mr. Broto,
“Later I told Wulan to bring her here.”
“Oh yes Ma'am, my car is a bit deflated, please Rio all told to come here, let me drive to the office.”
“Alright, I'll call Wulan.”
Ms. Broto immediately picked up her phone and called Wulan.
“Ya Mother.”
“Again, Wulan.”
“Again Pure in the kitchen nih Bu.”
“Oh, not yet at breakfast? This is Wulan, you want to ask Rio for help, can you go to the house? Dad's car leaked anyway, so Rio want to be told to go to the office.”
“Oh, but .. sorry Mom, new Rio ... just request permission ... there is a need he said.”
“O, no yes?”
“Iya ma'am, it's been since early in the morning. How about Wulan who drove father, Wulan to it now yes Bu.”
“Pak, Rio's getting permission, there's a need, how about Wulan drive him?” mrs Broto asked her husband.
“No ah, pity Wulan, I call the office driver only,” replied Mr. Broto.
“Wulan, said your father, would like to call the office driver only. But if you want to go home is okay, invite Pure, the symbol is kangen tuh.”
“Oh, yes Mom, after breakfast Wulan want to go there with Murni.”
Ms. Broto hung up her phone, while her husband called to the office asking to be picked up.
***
“Pure, symbokmu kangen. We're going there, huh?” pure Word.
After that horrible incident. Wulan always accompanied Murni. He even asked Murni to sleep in his room by holding a foam mattress beside his bed. He felt he should always accompany her, because Pure still seemed traumatized.
“Meet symbok?”
“Yes, your symb said kangen. That was said mom earlier.”
“What symbok knows about_”
“No, father and mother have promised to keep the incident a secret.”
“O.. yes already.”
“You yes? You must behave normally, so that the symbols do not suspect.”
“Thank God if the symb don't know.”
But when he got to Broto's house, and met his symbol, Murni suddenly embraced his symbol while crying sobbing, making Yu Sarni wonder.
“What are you doing Mur? Meet the symbok even cry?”
“I ... kangen the same symbok ..”. Actually he wanted to suppress all his suffering, hide it in front of his symbol, but his taste and tears were not willing to compromise. Her tears just unraveled, making Yu Sarni wonder.
“You're like you haven't seen you in years, Mur? After all Wulan bu house is not so far from here?”
“Iya anyway Mbok, the problem .. earlier bu Wulan also said that kangen symbok same me.”
“Kangen anyway, but just ordinary kangen. And a bit disturbed because a few days ago symbok had a bad dream about you.”
“What dream is mbok?” pure asked while sitting down, after being able to master his feelings.
“Because of the sleep symbologies too late, or what, the symbologies dream of you. It's like watching you fall into a ravine, grabbing the branches of trees that are falling around the abyss, but to no avail. Calling your name, but no one heard. The cry-breath wailed, then woke up. And be grateful because it was just a dream.”
Purely stared at the symbol while returning to shed tears. He felt, the dream of his parents was a hunch, when he got a disaster. He held back the tears with all his might, then rubbed his wet eyes.
He tried to smile at the symbol.
“Simbok only dream right?”
“Iya, just a dream, but the dream was carried away by the symbology, until cooking was also not tasty. But symbok is grateful because you are fine.”
“Iya Mbok, I'm fine. Miss Wulan treated me like a brother.”
“Thank God, glad to hear it. Have you had breakfast? It was a symbol of cooking fried rice, said Mr. Broto to asinan. And Ms. Broto said my cooking wasn't as good as it used to be these past few days. Maybe because of disturbed dream it.”
Purely speechless. Is the incident that happened to him felt by his symbol? Does the cry feel in the depths of his symbiotic heart?
“You've had breakfast?" Yu Sarni repeated her question.”
“Already Mbok, before leaving already breakfast same bu Wulan.”
“Sgratitude.”
“Simbok don't think about that dream anymore. Isn't a dream just a sleeping flower?”
“Iya true. Alright, the symbok is relieved because it turns out you are fine.”
“Iya Mbok's. Want to cook? Here I help.”
“Alright, but I made you a drink for Wulan first, also for you.”
“Let me make Mbok,” said Murni while getting up and preparing a drink for Wulan and himself.
Meanwhile, in the living room, Broto was engrossed in recounting a televised event, which showed a company handing out groceries to two thousand people who did not have them, including some orphans.
Wulan's surprised. He already knew that the boss whose mother meant was Rio indeed. Earlier this morning he paid off early in the morning because there was a sembako division event and a meeting with the Mayor along with an event at City Hall. But he just smiled hearing it. Sad to also think, when did Rio open his true identity.
“You didn't see the television this morning?”
“No ma'am, busy cleaning the garden equally Pure.”
“O, if you see it you must be astonished. Face can exactly.”
“Like perhaps bu.”
“Finish to exactly. Wonder me.”
“Iya Ma'am, many people are similar in this world.”
“Iya. But why do I keep loving the face of the businessman.”
“Whose name is Bu?” Wulan pretended to ask.
“The name ... ouch .. Bram .. Bram ... who is it, the name of the company is ... well, I forgot .. not so attentive.”
“Soalya mom only pay attention to her boss.”
“Iya, perhaps,” said bu Broto with a laugh. After the loss of her son, Wulan's presence, which was still among her family, greatly comforted her. Moreover, Wulan is very gentle hearted, and can always please the elderly. After losing the child, her husband said it was a lesson in all her mistakes, and in fact, making it deep down, they hoped, one day Restu would return, after being able to dress her life.
***
Restu lived his days feeling uncertain. It felt like a kite broke its rope, not knowing where the wind was flying it. These past few days he's been staying at a cheap inn, for shelter. But when the money runs low, he no longer knows where to go.
Almost a month she was swayed in uncertainty about her life, then suddenly she remembered Lisa. Does Lisa really not care about her?
That afternoon he walked into Lisa's house. And it was lucky that Lisa was home, having just come home from work.
“Lisa,” greet Restu expectantly.
“Mas Restu? Is that you?”
“Let me sit down first, Lisa. I'm tired of walking all the way here.”
“Oh yes, please sit,” Lisa said. His attitude is not as sweet as before, which every time you meet Restu must immediately embrace him friendly.
“Lisa, have you forgotten me?”
“Lupa? No. gabe. But Mas hasn't contacted me in a long time.”
“I contact you often, never connect. I lost you Lisa.”
“Yes, it's Mas, apparently indeed our way of life must intersect.”
“I expelled my own parents.”
“Ya canoe, I'm sorry Mas,” Lisa said with a flat face. It felt like it was just coming out of his lips, not from his heart.
“Day-days I sleep in cheap inns, because my money is limited.”
“You are sorry Mas, why are your parents so cruel?”
“Can I hitchhike while at your home?”
Lisa widened her eyes.
“Apassing at my house? Yes it can not be Mas, how will the neighbors say, we have nothing to do. Sorry yes Mas.”
“Only until I get a job only, just a sleep ride.”
“Aduh Mas, sorry .. once again sorry, I can't.”
Restu held his heart. He realized that Lisa had changed. Even since the money started to run low. He saw the bracelet he had once given, still coiled around his wrist. His mouth wanted to say to ask for the bracelet back, but he could not make a sound.
“Yes already Mas, soon anyone will nyamperin me for a walk, so please Mas go first, later if he comes, will definitely cause no-no thoughts, so please Mas go first, guess Mas is my girlfriend.”
Restu stood up, not needing a word twice for him to leave. He already knew that Lisa was no longer the Lisa who always dress in his arms, always spoiled in every meeting, and so sweet at serving him. It was then, when he could still waste money, and flushed his lover with an abundance of money and pleasure.
Without saying an excuse, Restu stood up and stepped out of his former lover's house. While still on the page, Lisa still heard muttering.
“Huhh, where is the appearance already so shabby, money no longer have, why come here? Some are richer and can please me with his treasure, Huhh!”
No matter what else the scolding said, Restu had already not heard it because he was already out of the courtyard.
***
When Rio returned to Wulan's house that afternoon, Wulan immediately said that Broto and Broto saw the television show in the morning, and saw the face of a boss whose face resembled Rio.
Rio laughing.
“Really?”
“Rio, you can't keep this up. And please don't tell me I fired you,” Wulan said with a solemn face.
But back Rio just laughed.
“Rio, you have to stop all this. Father and mother should know who you really are.”
“Iya, I was thinking how to.”
“You will have a lot of sly sense,” sergeant Wulan.
“Ya canoe, sly sense. The impression I'm like a criminal anyway,” annoyed Rio.
“Indeed Yes.”
“Indeed yes, I am a criminal, I am a thief who is waiting for my prey to fall asleep.”
“What does it mean?”
“I'll steal your heart back.”
“Rio !!”
Rio.
“Alright, there will come a time when I will open who I am, but I must find a way, because I also have to think, when I tell myself the truth, it is not impossible that Mr. Broto will be angry. Angry because I have cheated him.”
Wulan fell silent. What Rio said was indeed true.
“So you have to be patient, later I will definitely find a way, to open the veil so as not to cause something that we do not want.”
“Alright, it's up to you.”
***
That day Wulan was having lunch by inviting Murni. Only the two of them because Rio again had an event that could not be left behind.
“Let's not cook anymore Pure. We're just the two of us. For dinner can buy from here all.”
“Iya Ma'am, it's up to Bu Wulan only.”
“They are engrossed in eating, so as not to know when someone is standing still near their table.
***
Tomorrow again yes.
