I Park My Love In The Heart of Mr. Satpam
Chapter 2: Departing
It did not take long to keep the rich soul mate, only one month after graduation Celia actually sent her parents to J City. Not without rejection, negotiations with his father failed, the father remained in his stance, the future of his son would be better if he was in the city of J. The roar of tears led to the departure of the village flower, the only daughter of Mr. Sujadi, dashed was the hope of the village beetles to establish love with him, impaled hearts.
Today's terminals are as crowded as ever, hawkers going back and forth peddling their merchandise the majority of which are fresh snacks and drinks. Celia bought a bottle of cold mineral water, who knows after drinking cold water her mind will be cool, and the tightness in her heart will be scattered. Celia rests her head on her mother's shoulders, although not sturdy but so comfortable. Mother stroked Celia's head gently. "Nduk, sing ngati-ati, sing temen work, painstaking sing, nurut budhe lan pakdhe ya nduk. Adoh seko wongtua healthie guarded, mother lan mung can nyangoni donga pangestu, muga-muga crewu bye work sing kepenak, dadi kebanggaane Mr. lan Ibu sing can lift derajate wongtuo (Nduk, dadi kebanggaane, careful, real, painstaking work, similar to budhe and pakdhe. Far from parents, their health is maintained, the father and mother can only equip with a blessing, hopefully you get a job in a good place. You are the pride of mother and father, who can raise the degree of parents)". The mother's voice trembled, trying as hard as possible to hold back her tears to look firm in front of her daughter. No mother wants to be away from her children, right?, especially Celia is the only girl. "Picture buk" (yes buk), only two words that can come out of Celia, the rest of all the words he wants to say as if stuck in the throat and feels so tight as well as pain when he wants to say.
If my father and mother know what Celia wants, Celia just wants to work here, accompany you here, Celia does not want to be far from father and mother. Celia is afraid buk .. pak ... what the world will be like out there, will it be cruel to life in big cities as I often see on TV? many are evil, in groups, intolerant, senior - junior, mutually elbow, aaarrgghhh.ya Allah has not anything Celia has been afraid and insecure sir.
The bus that Celia was about to board was about to leave, she hugged her mother tightly and kissed her hand, while her father was waiting at the bus door, he will take Celia to the destination city and will leave Celia at home budhenya.
Celia said goodbye to her sister, the only sister who always enlivened her days with jokes and laughter, mutual humiliation, and, and sometimes arguing to make the mother to lift her proud flip flops so that the two of them stop fighting.
"Coy, I titip ibuk karo pak ya, koe ya lecture sing tenanan ben cepet graduated, ojo courtship wae (coy, I titip ibuk same father ya, yes, you are also in college who really let me graduate, do not keep going)".
"iyo mbak, ati-ati, ojo nangis wae, arep merantau kok rich arep left by former rabbis, isin karo umbel, nek arrived tangi dewe ya, crewu gedhi raenek sik tie mengikat mbak (iya mbak, be careful, do not cry continuously, want to go wandering kok rich want to be left ex-married, ashamed of the same snot, if you fall wake up yourself yes, if you want to go, your body is big no one can lift it up)".
"eh the kamvreeet cupid, this body goals you know, damon finches.straight, tall, slim, chest mont*k". They could still argue and ridicule each other, but at least it could divert Celia's grief a bit.
"Come nduk, buse wis arep died, the father died ya buk.le..(ayo nduk, the bus was about to leave, the father left first ya buk..le.)", the voice of the father ended the debate of the two great children.
"iya bune (yes buk)".
Celia ascends into the fleet that will soon deliver her to the people's city. The first footing when he rose his heart feeling of teasing, tears like grojogan sewu waterfall, let alone his snot from earlier had gone up and down like hysteria. As he stepped in, walking towards his seat, Celia's heart and footsteps felt heavier, although not as heavy as his sins that used to be often ghibahin neighbor's children. The other passengers stared at Celia, weitsss.stop! do not think they are admiring the beauty of the girl, because in fact the appearance of Celia today is more like a child who wants to change hair, hair twisted carelessly, without makeup polish, without makeup polish, decorated with moist eyes, wet cheeks, and a red nose as red as a tomato, what a perfect sight.
Celia sat next to her father, by the window. The bus he was riding started to slowly leave the terminal. Celia waved at her mother and sister. He could see his mother wiping her tears, they seemed to get smaller and away as the bus was getting faster leaving the terminal.
"Ojo hard nduk, mr. karo ibuk kepengen sing best kanggo your future (Don't be sad nduk, I want the best for your future)", her father said quietly while rubbing Celia's shoulders to strengthen.
Celia simply nodded, while still looking out the window, enjoying the view of the birth city she was about to leave.
Goodbye to my hometown, but not forever, Celia is not a toyibwati who fasted three times Lebaran not coming home. Thank you my hometown, a small town full of memories.
* Nduk: call for girls
* Le: call for boys
