I'll wait for your promise
Dead City 2
When I arrived at home I ate. The hunger cannot be held anymore. At home also still seriously watch the development of Mount Kelud. This is the situation that is really very worrying. I was afraid something might happen, while Sewba was alone. We will have trouble helping or may forget because we are too busy thinking about ourselves.
While eating I joined the news. Occasionally tears trickled, unable to see the disaster that occurred. I want to help those who are affected.
I wrote the events of today on my Facebook account.
*Facebook*
like a dead city. all gray !!!
fallen trees cannot hold ash
no vehicles passed, no sellers passed.
everyone chooses to stay in their homes.
school is also in liburkan, work is also on holiday.
everything feels empty.
Same with me who can't go anywhere.
Every event that happens is always my status. Even if I never write the status of carelessness. All written statuses should have one liking them, though not all commented. In a moment more than ten people like. This is what makes me always excited about status updates on social media.
Some friends invited to volunteer for Mount Kelud. Listen to the news that many volunteers are needed. I was determined to go there, participate with other volunteers from Yogyakarta. Unfortunately my parents did not allow it. They were worried something happened to her daughter at the scene of the disaster. I had to cancel my resolve. I can't leave without my parents' ridho. Naturally if you are worried, in a house that is very far from Mount Kelud only the ashes are this hard especially at the disaster site?
“If you have already intended, then all obstacles will be faced. Even though they do not have money or can not get permission from their parents. We don't go alone. We went with a group of Yogyakarta volunteers. We will not be lost let alone lost. If you want to come, there are friends who want to come too. She's an actress, so she's just leaving if there's a girl friend too. I think you'll be familiar with him soon. That's why I brought you. There is also Fajar who has joined as a volunteer there.” Persuade Mas Setiawan on the phone. He's the head of the research community who's very close to me. I actually agreed with her opinion, but my heart was still hesitant to come along.
“Why should I come? Are there many other members?”
“The other members I brought with me too. But they can't because of each other's activities. If you are usually busy anything can always participate in all activities. I want at least one person to come from our community, and make a donation to them.”
“There is already one person. Dawns. That's enough, right?”
“That dawn has come with the entourage this morning. I continued to be told by the head of his entourage if there were still less personnel. About fifteen more.”
“Actually really want Mas? But I really can't go with Ortu, to Jogja only I can't. Understand the child mami.”
“Huh basic. You are actually an independent child. But your parents are the ones who always indulge.”
“Yois then. On second thought. If I change my mind, will you? Hopefully there is a way out. Other friends also have plans to ask for donations on the streets tomorrow week. If you can and do it, just come. Collected at basecamp.”
“Iya Mas, tomorrow I will announce again. Thanks for the information.” I ended the call.
Mom still sips coffee while watching the noon news. I intentionally made a loud noise on the phone to let Mom and Dad hear. Hope to get permission.
“Not all social activities you should join. It was far away and it was still dangerous. You better be at the Simbah guard house. It also gets a reward.” I answered before I asked. Maybe he knew I meant to make that sound.
“But Well, it's a troupe. So if something happens someone helps.” Put on a pleading face.
“Daddy right. The place is far away. Next time, if it's close. You have too much social activity. Are you tired?” Connect Mother.
“That's really my hobby, ma'am? It's not a negative thing, is it?”
“Have receded. It is also for your good. Helping it does not have to come directly there. You can help become a volunteer who asks for donations for disaster victims. Just hold it on Campus, the title is ‘Donations for victims of eruption of Mount Kelud’ receive used clothes, money and other donations. You're smart about that. Will I help you too? If you do not join your community friends it is to ask for donations.” Suggestion Disa, my twin brother. We are identical twins and study at the same Campus but different majors. She is more feminine and veiled. So people won't have a hard time distinguishing us. Unless I'm also in a headscarf.
After thinking about the advice of Disa may also. There is no harm in trying. I texted some of Ormas's managers. They suggest opening a meeting on Facebook group. It turned out that many responded and we shared ideas with each other. From some opinions, we agreed to make a simple event with the theme ‘Valentine Berbagi’. This theme is taken because tomorrow coincides with Valentine's Day. I also asked one of the Lecturers for permission to borrow the Campus Hall. All day I was busy designing activities and forming a committee. The event that was held suddenly made me very dizzy. In a moment, I had to think of many plans. Time that does not allow to meet friends force must be ready to receive texts and calls every time.
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At night as usual I sleep at the Simbah house. Watching television and eating. Until it's time to sleep. Sometimes read books or internetan to get rid of saturation. If you are reading the Qur’an, Sewah usually approaches to listen. Sometimes he asked to be read a short surah and read it. Simbah tells a story that has forgotten some verses, so when praying often misread. This clever woman always accompanied me to read books to fall asleep in the long chair of the living room. He used to love reading, all kinds of books. While in Dutch school including exemplary students. Sometimes I like to look at the books that are still left, because the others have been weathered by age.
Disa, not unwilling to accompany the parents who are already helpless. We share the tasks. I accompany you at night, Dad accompanies you during the day, Mom cooks, while Disa is in charge of bathing and cleaning the house.
When I went to the kitchen, I was shocked. Eating equipment is all gone. Is there a maling? I looked in the kitchen cupboard and didn't meet. Forced me to pick up new glasses and plates that were deliberately kept for guests. If there is indeed a thief, why is it that only food supplies are taken? I thought as I opened the refrigerator door, wanting to grab a cold drink. Again I was surprised. What else does Sumpah do? head gel. Staring sharply through the wall of the family room, where Sewah watched television. I quickly turned away. What Sumpah did I did not care, free to advise him tomorrow also has forgotten again. True said people, we do have to be extra patient facing the elderly. The older the age, the more senile. This is already stated in the Qur’an that senile disease has no cure and will occur in all people who are getting older.
Sewage walked closer, “Pilk karo glass I simple neng refrigerator ben rak keno awu. Spoons yo neng refrigerator. (The plates and glasses I put in the refrigerator so as not to get ash. Spoons are also in the refrigerator.)” I just agreed and went back to watching television. Not so eat, but the rice has been plated. How else would you like? Had not been able to reach it, senile parents had eaten rice along with vegetables and side dishes. Like a starving child, eating while standing by the dining table. Very fast and fast.
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