I'll wait for your promise
Overseas 2
Lebaran just counts the days. Me, Disa and Mega are getting busy making pastry orders. Fortunately, the campus has started to take a holiday. There are only students who repeat the exam because the value is less. Actually my grades are also lacking, but reluctant to test again. I prefer to sell to make more money.
After tarawih Sanu phone. We talked for quite a while. He also asked to meet again at Lebaran later. He said he wanted to visit my house. Actually I don't mind. But usually the house will be very crowded when lebaran. All the big families will come to visit Simbah.at the same time you will take a walk to Yogya. I'm afraid I won't have time to meet him. My daydream was solved by Sanu's voice asking for an answer.
“See the circumstances tomorrow yes. I can't promise to meet or not.” I breathed, disappointed in myself.
After Sanu called, the phone suddenly rang again. Now it's Mas Anto's turn, it turns out he's been trying to contact me since. The man asked me why I was so hard to contact. I wanted to tell you about Sanu, but was worried that he would be angry to hear it. So I paused that intention and I just said that Mega was calling earlier. Mas Anto's goal phone actually wants to invite takbiran together tomorrow night. However, I cannot answer whether or not I can. It all depends on the cake order later.
A tense night of fear. The whole community is still confused tomorrow is up or not. While putting the cake in the jar, I waited for the trial of the isbat which would start in a few minutes. I put the cake in extra quickly. Worrying that the Eid will happen tomorrow and that means now is the night of fear. Mas Anto has texted many times, asking what time we will go. I was confused as to how, wanted to go but there were still some unfinished orders and had to be delivered tonight as well. My heart is pounding waiting for the verdict of the Isbat trial. The decision has been made, that tomorrow is Eid al-Fitr. My body's limp. Tonight I can't go with Mas Anto. Mega and Disa would be furious if I didn't help. It is with a heavy heart that I tell Mas Anto that I cannot leave.
Takbir reverberated incessantly, his voice heard everywhere. Before dawn I woke up to clean the house until before prayers ied. Can help you cook in the kitchen. While Dad sleeps at the Sumpah house, as well as cleaning there. My brothers will only come after the completion of the Eid in their respective homes. So for today we will receive guests from the immediate neighbors only. After the ied prayer, we went straight to the Sewah house. The neighbors had memorized well after our house prayers were quiet. They won't try to knock on the door. If they see my house closed it means we gather at the Sewahan house. During the day after the guests at the Sewba house reduced, my family took turns to come to the house of a neighbor who was already old. It is obligatory if the young visit the old. After a long day of touring, I felt very tired and sleepy. It can be calculated that some days sleep no more than three hours. When I got home, I slept in the living room. Just in case a guest comes.
These days my house is very crowded with children's cries. Likewise with the Sewahan house, several cousins scramble for bicycles. Little Adek-adek crying want to join his brother cycling. There were only two bicycles in the house for thirteen children. There has not been a week they come, my head is dizzy to face it. My days are up to accompany them. Sumpah no longer need me to think because there are sons and daughters who accompany. As soon as I was busy, the phone became neglected. Dozens of times Sanu sms, a dozen times he also called. I still ignore. After all, it wasn't just him who got the same treatment from me. Although I actually feel very guilty about them. I hope they understand this situation. Once I hold the phone, just captured my cousin's sister to play the game until the battery runs out. When we gather like this, we make each other a group. Groups of parents, teenagers and children. All groups are busy with their own activities, except my family. We are busy serving all of these groups. Naturally we as hosts have to serve guests, even though brothers themselves.
One by one the brothers returned to the overseas. The house suddenly deserted. Wailing for a few days. After a week his daughter visited, he was alone again. With me, that too at night. Sometimes think, who will accompany Sewba if I and Disa are married later. We will be staying with our husband while Mom and Dad are getting older. That means we will leave three elderly people. Sewage is often pensive on the terrace, thinking about things that are not necessarily going to happen. He was too afraid to be left alone. Sometimes to fall asleep in a long wooden chair that begins to weathered. Snoring, until not realizing the presence of his grandson.
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