
After my father's departure, things changed. No more good food or snacks for us. I tried to sell rice in front of the house. But because the delicious is precisely the father's cooking, therefore, the mother's business went out of business.
Until one day, after 100 days of the death of the father, after work, the eldest sister told the mother that she would be proposed by the son of a superior of one of the Persero in Malang. Of course I approve.
I see, one morning Tanri came to the house. He talked to his mother on the terrace while I was sick at the time, just sunbathing on the balcony to warm myself.
She was in my house soon. Before leaving, he looked up, looked at me and smiled.
"You're not Ice school?" Ask is different - stale.
"No, um. I'm in pain." My words answer the question.
"Oh, get well soon. What do you want to eat? Come home from work, bring it." He said that while smiling.
"Really?" I'm worried that what he said was just a base - stale.
"Yes. Bener. Should I tell you a lie? Down here. Tired of screaming - yelling." His hands were folded in front of his chest. He asked me to meet him.
Slowly, I went down the stairs leading to the kitchen floor. As I crept into the wall, I finally reached the terrace. Seeing me limp, he immediately walked quickly towards me, and led me to sit on a chair.
"Well, say. What do you want to eat?" In a standing position, he repeated his question.
I was stunned as her hands swiftly picked up the tissue on the table and wiped my tears.
"Thank you om. I want ice cream and pizza." I answered and lowered my head.
I'm ashamed, because pizza is so expensive. But I miss that food. Usually you bring us from the hotel or make it yourself at home. But because there's no financial income anymore, so I don't dare to ask kind of mother.
"That's it?" I nodded in response to her question.
"Yes already. Later coming home from work will bring it. Must be eaten yes, let's get healthy and school again. Want what else? Fruit, bread or chicken Kentucky?"
I was stunned to hear the offer of food that cost me so much.
"Can om?" I doubt I would agree to his offer.
"Ha.ha. Yes, you can dong." He laughed at my doubts.
"Ndakn't. That's a lot." It turns out that mom is also shy.
"What's wrong, yu. Yes, I did, I said it first. Assalamu'alaikum."
He gently rubbed my hair, then said goodbye to the mother who was also still sitting on the porch chair.
"Yes. Wa'alaikumsalam. Careful." Mother said briefly and waved to her sister-in-law.
Justright. In the afternoon he came to bring us 2 jumbo boxes of pizza and 1 bag of crackles that might contain the food he said earlier.
"You're still." My face immediately shone receiving the innate.
"Yes, quickly eaten mumpung still warm. Go home first yes. It's for you to medicate and buy snacks."
He took the envelope out of his pants pocket on me. Honestly, I was surprised because of the thick content of the brown paper.
"Thank you for that." My eyes sparkled looking at Tanri's face. Honestly, I need money. That's why I take the gift.
"Yes before. Assalamu'alaikum." He's saying goodbye
He closed the fence, smiled at me and passed. I entered the house and closed the door to the living room. I put 1 box of Pizza on the dinner table, as well as the crackle containing Kentucky and various fruits. I took a small bowl of ice cream. The rest I put back in the freezer. 1 cardboard pizza I brought to the room to enjoy myself.
After locking the door, I opened the envelope that my aunt husband gave me. 'Wow 'Wow. One million rupiah.'
I was amazed by the ten red notes in my hand. He gave me so much money. While his wife never once gave us money, even during the Eid.
'Tomorrow I must go to the bank, so that this money will last.' My monologue is in my heart.
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A week later, the mother began shopping for various basic necessities in large quantities. He said he wanted to be used for ijab qobul and mbak Ayu thanksgiving.
Process smoothly. The reception was held at a meeting hall belonging to a state college. So the parking area is large.
After getting married, Mbak Ayu immediately followed her husband for service in Persero as well as in the city of Bogor.
One afternoon, Tanri came again. For some reason, as if it were always a coincidence, when he came to my house, there was always me.
"Assalamu'alaikum." He said as he opened the unlocked gate.
"Wa'alaikumsalam." I, who was still relaxing on the terrace, answered his greeting.
"Yu Zaenab is there, Ice?" He asked where my mother was.
"Entah. Esti just got home from school. Wait a minute, don't look inside yet."
While carrying the school bag, I stepped into the living room. I turned my head into the kitchen, and I was not there. Then I opened my mom's door.
"Mom, there's Tanri tuh." It turns out that the mother is berwirid after performing the Dhuhur prayer.
"Alhamdulillah. Yep. You make sweet tea first. I didn't find you first."
Mother folded her face and walked to the terrace. I made drinks for my mother's guests.
"It's om, drink first, mumpung still warm." I put the glass to the table right in Tanri's om section.
"Yes, thanks Ice." He sipped some tea that was still a bit hot.
I went back to the kitchen putting the tray. After the temperature of my face is not hot, I immediately go to the laundry to ablution. I don't know if my brother-in-law has gone home or not. To be sure, I didn't call him, which means everything's fine.
The next day, when I came home from school, I saw a lot of building materials on the porch and yard.
"Hatching...Hatching." I am allergic, sneezing when close to dust.
"Home home, nduk? Let's go inside, let's keep sneezing." Mom opened the door and put my hand in the house.
It turns out that my two sisters and my brothers have gone home from school. They're in the TV room, but still haven't changed uniforms. I also sat there.
"Tomorrow will be many craftsmen make stairs on the terrace. So into the attic can pass the front. But, Fariz, Toni, Sovi and Rizki, after the stairs are over, you move the room down. The one upstairs, I'll cost you. Sovi's room is the same as Esti. Fariz and Toni, in his old room, Ayu. Rizki let me same ibuk. By having a cost - cost, it will relieve mom to finance and support you."
We just follow my mother's plan. Grateful to be alive, I've built the upper floors. So that it can help our finances.
I started putting up the words "RECEIVE PRINCESS KOS". Because my house is in the middle of the city, quickly the four rooms are filled.