GOODBYE

20. AM PM

“Be careful, Le...” Surtiyah said, after kissing grandchild's forehead. “There later you do not get confused again, yes?” continued.

“Insya Allah no, Akas already know kok,” Bagyo chimed, smiling at the grandson who wanted to wander it.

Surtiyah looked at her husband, “Do you know what, Mas?”

“Ndon't know. Anyway already know, hehehe..”.

As usual, the wife was a little manyun because of the floating answer earlier. Then, looked back at his grandson, smiling speechlessly again.

I also smiled back.

The third day after the arrival of Rani's letter, Akas left for Magelang. His money order was cashed yesterday at the Batu Raden Post Office. As per his brother's instructions, Akas went to Purwokerto Terminal first. From there take a bus headed Jogja, ask to get off at Magelang. Grandparents drove him to the terminal. Ngatijo did not come, was meriang his body.

Arrive at Purwokerto Terminal at about half-time in the morning. Departure from Batu Raden after dawn. It is not difficult to get a bus at this terminal. He also boarded one of the available buses, after getting a guarantee from the conductor, that this bus crossed the city of Magelang.

Not long after, the bus left....

“You get off where is the Apprentice?” ask the conductor, during the fare.

“In the closest to Military Academy (AM) office,” Akas replied while giving money. Not bad also this conductor, still remember him to prospective passengers who had asked Magelang.

“Oo, near it. Not far from the bundle,” he said, followed by a short story about the proximity of AM Magelang office with a bundle. “Later this bus passed the bundle...”.

“If it is near there, tell me, yes?” pinta Akas's.

The conductor, who was in love with him, nodded, then continued his task of pulling the fare.

While somewhat daydreaming, Akas slowly smiled to himself. The story, even though the conductor was at length about the closeness of the office of AM Magelang with the bundle, still Akas did not understand because he had never been there. Because he has never been there, it means he has not been acquainted with the truth, the so-called office of AM and the bundle. This kind of possible ecek-eceknya referred to “rasa” by Mbah Bagyo. The conductor's story, like the postulate. Because Akas does not have a sense of AM office and sense of bundle, although say able to memorize the proposition of proximity from the story told by the conductor, still the fact he does not understand. Aye, right?

At four o'clock in the afternoon, a bus arrived in Magelang. The conductor dropped Akas on the rounder mentioned in the post. Makrifatlah Akas with the bundle, can taste. But, not yet with his AM office turned out to be really close, the road was a little directly met. Now, he already had both flavors. So, now Akas can say haqqul yaqin that the proximity proposition that was rumored by the conductor was correct. Next, just look for makrifat with the sister-in-law. Hopefully not home yet....

“Good day, Sir,” say hello to the guard.

“Good day,” says a member of AM. “Who are you, from where, and what needs are you?” he shot first.

Busyet, firmly nian....

“I'm Akas, from Batu Raden. Request permission to meet Mr. Sutomo.”

“Lieutenant Sutomo?”

“Iya, Sir.”

“What need are you?”

“Family requirements. I'm his sister-in-law.”

“You're Lieutenant Sutomo's sister-in-law?”

“Iya, Sir.”

“Please sit, wait a minute.”

This large high-bodied AM officer rushed into the office which had the effect of “cold”. Akas sat in the guest seat of the guard post. The only AM officer was very indifferent, not using questions. Anyway, straight ahead. That should be possible.

Not long after, the officer appeared again. “Mari,” invite. Akas prepared to follow him, nodding first to the careless officer. Uh, nodding turns out. Good for him too, good.

In his study, his brother-in-law jaim nian. His face was mounted frowning, basically more cute than AM outside earlier. Akas who has come all the way from the foot of Mount Slamet is just glimpsed a little, a little, then her brother's husband continued to listen to “whispers” guard officers who basically reported that this is a suspect from Batu Raden who claimed to be the lieutenant's sister-in-law. “Back to the spot,” said Sutomo, after receiving “leak”.

“Ready!” answer the officer. He saluted, then went outside and closed the door.

Stay now “tersangkap” and her sister-in-law...

Ee, it's so, Sutomo even went to his wife's sister. Maybe tired after a long journey Akas glared back bravely. “Biarin, I'm not an AM student, I'm her sister Ani Mbak. Can I report to my mom who is ayu? Hayo's? If pegatan, his regret is guaranteed for life,” chirp in the heart, pitched annoyance. You see, Akas knows exactly that this second brother is the most beautiful among his three older sisters. Most pluck his face with the goddess Kwan Im who seduhan se-Sidareja it.

Then, “Hahaha...,” Sutomo ngakak. He got up from the chair, walked towards the sister-in-law, and directly hugged her.

Frankly, Akas was a bit surprised. Understandably, he has not had a close acquaintance with this brother-in-law. After getting married, Sutomo and Rani did stop by Batu Raden, but only briefly because the officer had to return to duty. Already, just once was Akas' meeting with him before this.

“Why are you glaring? How dare I?” ask Sutomo. The answer has not subsided, it is still a little.

Akas nyerdeh, “Lha, Mas Tomo first...”.

“What first?”

“Kan, Mas Tomo who first tuned?”

Akas grimacing. Thankfully not a criminal....

“Come sit, sit.... What do you want to drink?” ask Sutomo.

“Anything, Mas, the important water.”

Sutomo chuckled again, then asked to make sweet tea through “halo-halo” attached to the wall of his study. He said, the “halo-halo” tool is called an intercom. Including luxury tools, not many government agency offices equipped this, new military circles. Understand, end of year ‘90s.

Next, talk lightly to them. Sutomo said, for a while they rented a pavilion room in a hotel. I bought a house, but it's still tidying up. “Mbakmu is filling, pity if you live in a house that is again designed so. Lots of dust,” he said.

Nyerengeh. The story, soon to be om nih. “Enak stay in hotel, Mas?” he continued to ask, fad.

“Ya delicious, wong borne by country. If you pay yourself just does not feel good, hehehe. ..”

Akas chuckled. Quick, free apparently.

The chat continued, until an AM member entered, reporting that the afternoon apple was ready to be implemented.

“Wait a minute, huh? Members must apple first if they want to disperse,” Sutomo said to his sister-in-law, after receiving a report.

“Iya, Mas. But, is it okay I'm here?”

“Obviously off-limits, if you are not my sister, hahaha...,” Sutomo broke up, then stepped outside while fixing the position of the gun on his waist.

Akas. “Kok can Mbak Ani soft so can army like gini, huh? Not just soldiers, police soldiers. Busyet...,” chirp in heart. Understandably, Akas does not know the process. Know-how when they came to Batu Raden used to be married. Rani just said that she was in Jogja. Keep going, so be it. Continue until now.

About fifteen minutes later, “Ayo,” invite Sutomo who has finished apples. Akas followed him walking into the back sector of this office. There, Sutomo asked his sister to ride to the white Jeep PM. Wuh, disinclined as well, but Akas went up because it was clearly told by his brother. As it passed in front of the guard post, two guards stood in respect. Some, members of the PM who were around, also respected. Surely, the police officers of this army salute to Lieutenant Sutomo, but I feel like “I am a captain” also can, right? In his heart how powerful. No one knows..

Rani is happy to welcome her youngest sister. He hugged Akas tightly.

Later that night, after dinner, Akas opens his Islamic identity to Rani. Than later to be misunderstood. However, it turns out that Rani already knew about this.

“Know from whom, Ma'am?” ask Akas.

“Mas Tono who told you, he knew directly from Father Jo. He said, you turned down the offer of a priest school, huh?” Rani smiles.

Akas grimacing. “I'm in love, Ma'am. It's not about wanting or not. Mbah Bagyo and Mbah Surti also do not prohibit. There is talk of religion, but this is really my own decision.”

Rani continued smiling. “Mbak understands. For me, there is no problem. That is to say, this is each other's right. Lha, Mbak himself is also desperate to marry a Muslim,” he said while glancing at the husband.

Which glimpsed nyerdeh, “Soalnya like me is rare hard to get. Already PM, officer, black, dashing, Islam again hahaha..”.

Akas follow nyerdeh. Rani sneers dear.

“Lho, right, Ni? Never mind, just confess,” god Sutomo.

Rani pats spoiled her husband's burly arm. Akas smiled, affectionately seemingly this pair of older brothers. I hope that.

The conversation continues. Rani said, because Akas was not willing to enter the priest school, then the eldest brother who replaced. Like Akas, Haryono was offered directly by Reverend Joshua, and accepted it wholeheartedly.

“Oo, so yes, Ma'am?” I was stunned, because I just found out about this. Over the past two years, since the father died, somehow his eldest brother never played to Batu Raden. Sulis and Wati still have their appearance. Rani, come the letter. It can be understood that the second brother could not attend because he was busy taking care of this difficult-to-get army police. Now it was clear, his clan Ping Haryono was in college....

“Mas Yono asked that we do not talk to you about this. That's why I, Sulis, same Wati, not the story. But that means well, believe me. Don't get me wrong, huh?” rani Pinta.

“Ngak, Ma'am. I'm even happy to hear this,” said Akas, mean it. “Free, miss me the same Mas Yono. Where is the school, anyway?”

Rani mentioned the name of the city where Haryono studied to become a priest. Mangosteen-grip. Far away the location of the small town, approximately in the middle of East Java.

“Wis, Mas Yono's business is in order. Your business. How do you want to go to school, no?” rani asked, breaking the silence that momentarily ambushed there.

Akas smirked sweetly.

“I mean, want?” Rani smiles.

“Yaa, it's up to Mas just Ma'am. I'm cute, hehehe..”.

Sutomo chuckled. Rani continued smiling. Then, the debate about what school is suitable for the youngest began. Sutomo wants SMA, Rani SMEA, Akas manut only...

After the SMEA was decided, Akas mesem. It feels good to be back in school.

Three days after that, he was accepted to continue his schooling at a state SMEA in Magelang city. The rules at that time were not as strict as now about fleas jumping, also about age. Understandably, there are still difficult times. It could be a good school, because it is still considered a luxury need. Especially those who take care of PM officers, dashing and black. Islam again. Yes, go through...

No problems at school. I can adjust. It was pretty easy at first too. Understandably, he is the first class of High School, suddenly ascended the second class SMEA. But, in general, there is no problem. Really.