Hold on or let go!

The Eps 9

"Mak, breakfast is ready. Then Mak will eat. Do not forget to take the medicine, remember Mak do not have to do anything. Bia's work is done. Anyway Mak rest, Mak not...."

"Gga can be tired. That's it?", asked Mak to stop my speech.

I smiled too.

"Neng, Mak has nothing. Just calm down! Weigh nyapu bari wait pill mah easy!"

"Hahaha Mak mah mood booster Bia so early in the morning!", I said.

"Tos ..gera init, new cicis anu loba. Ngke pameliken Mak plane!"

(There goes, a lot of money. Buy Mak planes)

"Hahah Mak mah ...!", I sank spoiled to my Mak.

"Yes Mak, Bia left first. Don't stay away from HP. Let's say there's nothing easy to connect with."

"Beres neng!", said Mak.

"Assalamualaikum!", saying.

"Getishalam."

I also walked towards the Salamah tea house, the sister of the Cecep kang.

I hesitated a little past Wa Mus's house. Scared as I passed by, Febri came out. I chose to lower my head as I passed in front of the house.

"Bia...!", call Febri slowly but I can still hear because it's still half six in the morning. There is no noise at this hour.

I raised my head, looking for the source of the voice.

The deg!

Our eyes are clashing with each other at this moment. But I hurriedly cut off our sight.

"So, Saiki koe wes rabbi nduk?", asked Febri who approached me.

(So, now you're married Nduk?)

I took a long breath.

"Yes! Excuse me!", I said briefly. But Febri blocked my hand.

"Why did you disappear and leave as soon as I Nduk!", he asked. I'm trying to get Febri's grip off my wrist.

"Sorry mas! We're not mahram!"

Febri also released his grip.

"Jawab I'm Nduk. Why did you just leave me? Is it for the sake of your husband right now?", Febri explained.

"Sorry mas! Excuse me!", I hastened my steps towards the Salamah tea house. After making sure he didn't follow me, I could breathe a sigh of relief.

"Assalamualaikum!", I greet him at the side door of Salamah's tea kitchen. But there were already some neighbors there.

"Walaikumsalam, asup neng geulis!", said one of the men who was sitting in front of the furnace.

I also walked into the kitchen.

"Sorry, Bia is late!"

"Alas tea again school, yes teu nanaon neng. Urang ge understand, pan Mak Titin kudu in the urucin heula."

I smiled at the response from the neighbor's aunt.

"What did he help you with?", I asked.

"Same vegetable cooking fried chicken!", said one of my neighbors again.

"Asssiapppp....!", I replied.

We were kidding Mak. Yes... a little bit I know their language, although not faseh said it.

My phone's shaking. There was a chat coming in from my husband, as usual. Say Hay morning before starting the activity.

Towards the dhuhur, I let you go home to pray and see Mak. I don't need to be afraid to cross the yard of Febri's rented house, because at this hour he must be serving.

"Mom...kernaon?", I said as I entered through the kitchen door. There is no word of anything.

I saw the dining table was clean, meaning Mak had eaten. I knocked on Mak's room door, but there was no answer. I finally opened slowly. It turns out Mak was taking a nap. I heard a fine snoring from his mouth. He must have taken medicine, so he slept well.

I also took ablution and set up my four rakaats. Finished the dhuhur prayer, I again tidied the dining table. I brought my mother food from Salamah tea house for an afternoon snack for Mak to drink her tea.

Time is also fast. It turned out that Mak followed me to Salamah tea house.

"Mom, how come?", I approached her.

"Then the lonely neng of the morning maneh went!"

My neighbors and I smiled. Then I let Mak sit down. Salamah tea and her mother also welcomed the arrival of Mak.

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Febry

"And, bada magrib to my house huh!" said Cecep.

"What event?", I asked.

"a year-long memorial study left Mr. Cecep Ndan!", said Cecep.

"God willing, but which house are you?"

"Hahaha.then go ahead Ndan. If there is a rame-rame bada mah, make my house."

I also nodded.

"Pig...!"

"Yes Ndan?"

"I want to ask, but please don't be prejudiced that no-no."

"Ask what Ndan?"

"However is Bia's life here?"

Cecep looked at me for a moment.

"What does the commander mean?"

"I mean, does he look happy and all his needs are met? Yeah.me...my...."

"Nand. It's office hours, right?"

I also nodded.

"Teh Bia is happy with her life now Ndan. Kang Alby has been building coolies for some time. But now he's venturing into town, becoming a private driver he said. As far as we know, seen from our glasses as neighbors. Their home life looks harmonious. Money may not be everything to them. Moreover, Mak Titin is sick, surely they spend a lot."

"Teh Bia likes to help neighbors who need his services. Cook for example. Rich now, Bia tea cooks in my house. Or.. yesterday, he cleaned the commander's rented house."

I was flabbergasted for a moment.

"What's so lacking is Cep, why he chose a job that ...."

"Teh Bia never pegged how much his power tariffs. If he can help you, don't. But the basis of his tea Bia good and friendly to all the neighbors really."

"You know Cep, even in his village he can hire art services. But here???"

"I don't know what the past is between you, which I have captured here. You still wish Bia tea?"

I was silent too. Want to say no doubt, want to answer not even I lied to my own feelings.

"Ndan, Bia's tea's already married. So, if I may say mah do not nullify the family life of Bia tea. God willing, he's happy with his life with Alby's kang."

"You know Cep, I'm with Bia five years of dating. Since Bia second grade High School until I finished education we were still together. But I don't know why he suddenly said that. Even her family no one wants to tell me her whereabouts. Even the marriage I don't know. I was surprised to see you here!"

Cecep stared pityfully at it.

"I got married to my late wife because I was in a match, even though in the end we separated like now."

"But Ndan. Bia tea has chosen its own path."

"I have no intention to disrupt their relationship as long as Bia is happy Cep."

"The commander has to move on!", said Cecep smiling.

"Sorry, I'm talking to you!"

"It's easy!" said Cecep. I patted Cecep's shoulder. We are ready to go home because we have a schedule to go home from work.