I'M BETWEEN YOU AND HIM

START A NEW BEGINNING

It's my last day trading in front of Akung boss's screen printing shop. After finally there are people who want to continue my business stall to trade chicken and ice thaican. That's Darni's son who traded hodgepodge beside my cart. I say goodbye to boss Akung, thanking him for his help all this time to me. And kunego also to pay for the cart's rent because there will still be someone trading the splints at my place. Boss Akung agreed and we shook hands with a big smile.

I have plans for the next few days. I'll be back to starting a new beginning. With new hope and new spirit.

As I planned. Today on Wednesday morning I was determined to go home to my father's house in the jar of New Depok. I left with the intention of apologizing and asking for my father's blessing.

Dad didn't look happy to see me coming. But he also had no intention of expelling me. I apologized to him as I had originally intended. I also begged his ridhonya for my efforts in the future.

He just kept silent and did not answer. But I know he prayed for me from the depths of his heart. I can fight all this time also surely because of the prayers and hopes that he always camel along his bow.

I put an envelope with 10 million in my brother Hera. He takes care of my father and is responsible for taking care of my remaining parents. I say it for all the needs that father and Hera and her two children need.

I just pray God gives you health. I want to offer him happiness again through the achievements he was once proud of. Although I was no longer young, I was sure with determination and the support of the great people beside me. I can survive.

I also visited the Sobri bang in the Salemba rutan. I was very busy when I got out of there. But I never forgot him once. All his advice and advice, so changed the way my mind was narrow and dead-end.

I can only give him spirit. Also a little promise if we live long, I will take care of him in his old age. Bang Sobri was crying and hugging me. This is the first time he has shown his tears in front of me. He was also happy to receive an envelope with a little pocket money for him from me. Again he cried.

"It's tears of joy, monyong!" he defended himself when I asked him if he was so cute when he cried.

"Abang always prays for you, Dika!.. Keep stepping. Humble your heart always! If you feel wrong in stepping, hurry back and apologize to your Creator. For God is the best place you ask. That's just a little advice from me!"

I hugged her again before leaving her there. As she had hoped, I also wanted to meet her again at another place. A clean, holy and full of prayers. Not a gathering place for all demons to worship and feast on all their bad behavior.

I also stopped by the rutan front mosque where a young marbot gave me a new pair of clothes.

He doesn't remember me. He even said it was the first time he saw me. It'sit's okay. I just laughed happily because he didn't remember his service and kindness to me. God willing, I believe the fragrance of the musk flower in his temple God can he breathe.

I gave him two envelopes with money. One for him and one for the mosque. He accepted it with a happy heart because his sweet smile adorned his lips even until I went away from his sight.

Oh Allah... I beg Your pleasure for me. I walked back down the road with hopeful footsteps.

My last place was the Karet Bivak Tengsin public cemetery in Tanah Abang. Where my mother's house was buried. I haven't seen him here in a long time. I haven't been here for almost 4 years. I went to the caretaker and talked to him about the funeral. I asked the problem of costs that I had not spent for treatment and others. It turns out that the father said that everything had been taken care of by someone. Maybe dad. How I know his love is so great for my mother. Even today he is only alone living his own life destiny without looking for another companion.

I said a lot of thanks and a little money in the envelope as a thank you because he took care of my mother's grave very well.

I also returned the contract with adzan magrib accompanied from the mosque around. I, the ordinary man who strives with all my might, try to build the pillars of my labor through the foundation of prayer and the support of those who love.

Kusadar. I am surrounded by good people. I'm so grateful for that.

Hhh.... Heavy and tiring days are coming. I have to prepare mentally as well as physically strong. After everything was clear, I only drafted all the proposals to give to Mr. Anjar. I was so excited to start a new beginning.

I remember, I also need refreshing. I need some entertainment. And the road I chose was a picnic with Mul and Jabrik's family to the Port. We take Sunday to go.

"But! I asked Lina, okay?" tanya Mul teased me with a blink. Lina is the woman that the other day she brought and introduced as a boyfriend.

"Sori, brow! It's a nuclear family event. Cannot bring a girlfriend or a bully. Okay?"my answer made Mouth pout.

"Later if you are legal husband and wife, brother gibadain honeymoon plesiran on the beach 2 days and two nights." My words this time make Mul again sparkle. Pleased.

"It's nothing, Mul! We're all having fun, you're even cool going out! Reducing our pleasure, especially I am a jabrik who is still single!"

"What a hell of a bang!" Jabrik gave me five fingers. We were jokingly bullying Mulyadi who was getting cornered and just ngikik himself.

"Find me a meal, broooo....!" Me and Jabrik clawed at Mul at the same time. Only laughter brought us back to each other.

I rented a minibus that could transport us all to the harbor. Although boisterous and crowded, all that makes my spirit more fully driven.

It feels good to be happy for others. Moreover, seeing their happy laughter and crisp jokes throughout the journey. Everyone is happy, everyone is happy. Including Mulyadi's grandmother who almost never went for long walks.

I remember Ranti and Jorang. If only I could take them along. It must be complete already this happiness of mine. But I'm an ordinary man. Can't be perfect and can't be greedy. Maybe now my ex-wife is also happy to joke with her sweet lover. I can't be selfish by ruining Ranti's happiness now. Hhh...

My life is hard without Ranti. Very heavy because as long as we were married, almost all my business and the smallest print he prepared. That's why we had a picnic at the beach. I was forced to buy new clothes because I forgot not to bring a change of clothes. Hhh... I was disappointed with my carelessness.

Once again, I remember everything with sadness. And a piece of "that you only realized after everything is no longer in the grip", that's reality. And I admit it's all true.

The beach is the best place to throw away all the bad memories. I separated myself from them looking at their joy from a distance.

"Bang, don't get away from us!" jabrik's advice made me smile.

"Belvin... Die again find the Port widow!" timpal Mul made me laugh. The child can make the most laugh. It can make my blue heart glow red as fresh as blood.

They are my family now. Not to throw my own family away. But now the atmosphere is no longer the same as before. I promise in my heart, someday I will bring my own family to enjoy happiness together to this beach. May God grant it. Aamij!

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