I Park My Love In The Heart of Mr. Satpam

Chapter 33: Home Village 2

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The train with a long series of snaking, sliding quickly on the tracks brought Celia with a myriad of longing for her hometown and loved ones there.

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Almost twelve at midnight, the train carrying Celia finally arrived at the city station S. Once out of the station the first thing Celia did was to momentarily close her eyes, then take a deep breath and pass it slowly, feeling every oxygen particle that entered her lungs and spread throughout her body. The smell and fresh air of my small town, her inner.

Celia circulated her gaze all over the station looking for the whereabouts of her father and sister who came to pick her up.

"Where is the same father as the cupid waiting for him?, what's in the parking lot?" Said Celia slowly, with a large bag of souvenirs by Celia walked quickly to the parking lot located next to the station. Sure enough, her father and sister were there waiting for Celia.

It wasn't a big station, it was just a small station in a small town, so it wasn't hard for Celia to find her father and sister there. Celia immediately approached them, letting go of the longing for the two men of different ages in front of her.

Back home, Celia was hugged by Wingit, her sister, while the father was escorting them from behind, they chatted along the way, unceasingly Celia expressed her longing for her homeland, which she was born in, until tired of the sister hearing the babble Celia.

"Wwoooaahh .. everything is still the same pid, nothing has changed," said Celia cheerfully, from earlier she always smiled until she felt that her teeth were sometimes dry. The cold of the night breeze ignored Celia, the excitement that filled her heart was enough to warm her whole body.

"Eee mbak koe ki anyway drunk trip to, koe ki lungo again blonde sasi? Lha nek koe lungo wis taunan yo miko again ono change, mbok kiro gawe change iku as easy as malik bakwan ning wok?! Sing changed even koe ki lho mbak, your language kui metropolitan language, ati-ati kesleo ilatmu! (Eee mbak you're still drunk on travel huh, you're gone for how many months? If you go already yearly yes later there will be a change, do the change is as easy as flipping the bakwan in the frying pan?! what changed was that you mbak, your language is a metropolitan language, be careful of your tongue!)" his sister's timpal was long.

" ... I cave my cave I cave lakeeee ..puaasss cooiiii!!" Celia screamed loudly in her sister's ears.

"Wooo lha wong! (Wooo lha giL4 guy!)," fierce sister.

"huahahahahahahahaha ...!!!" Celia chuckled at the annoyed expression of her sister from the rearview mirror. Satisfied it feels to be able to insult her sister, this one thing is also included in the list of one of the things that Celia longs for. Coloring, teasing, making his sister angry and upset for him is very pleasant.

Several other riders who passed by and passed by them, although at first glance they seemed to stare in wonder at the two brothers, making Wingit feel embarrassed. What was wrong in the past until she was born to be the sister of a Celia, although beautiful but often made her embarrassed and stuck in unfortunate situations. Behind them, his father could only shake his head to see the behavior of his daughter, the always cheerful Celiya had returned. Pak Sujadi remembered how sad Celia was when he sent to J city, since then always filled with worry in the heart of Pak Sujadi, worried that his cheerful daughter Celia would never return, worried that his daughter might turn into another person. Now Mr. Sujadi can breathe a sigh of relief, because nothing has changed from Celia besides her increasingly beautiful face as well as her increasingly fashionable appearance, but in it is still Celia her warm and cheerful daughter.

"Assalamualaikum, ibuuuk," he cried happily calling his mother. "Wa'alaikumsalam," The mother who had just come out of the house hugging her daughter, Celia's arrival was welcomed and happy by her mother. Bu Sujadi also missed his daughter very much, hugged her tightly and kissed the princess who had not met for a long time. The child that for nine months he was born, he was born by betting his life, the child he cared for and he grew up from infancy to adulthood, from being an oek-oek to being transformed into village flowers, he said, the years that lived together, past the joys and sorrows together have now returned. Although Celia has become a mature woman, but in the eyes of the mother, she remains her little daughter.

Celia took off her mother's embrace, she wiped the tears that flowed on her mother's cheeks.

"Hum, Celia came home even crying, this is Celia brought a lot of souvenirs for mother and father, also the cupid," bu Sujadi smiled, "you are nduk, you are not happy, until when to call your sister the cupid," amused it feels like sojadi heard the nickname for the youngest of his brother.

"hehe, until old buk, better called cupid than Wingit." Celia laughs amusedly glancing at her sister who has been glaring sharply at her.

Celia's return makes the atmosphere of the house warm, again there are jokes and laughter that adorn their home. Undeniably, since the departure of Celia to the land of the region, the house so not as warm as before, like a bada lost because of a jolly figure that can always warm there is no with them. Everyone is busy with their own activities.

Bu Sujadi invited his daughter to enter immediately, from this afternoon he had prepared a variety of Celia's favorite dishes.

"Sir, I've cooked your favorite food, let's clean first, keep eating." Saying to his daughter. Celia put her backpack on the chair and saw what food the mother had cooked for her. Celia's eyes sparkled happily when she saw her favorite food on the table, without being commanded again Celia immediately rushed to clean up. After cleaning up Celia immediately took the plate, no matter he was at curfew, the important thing is that the longing for his mother's cooking can be quickly treated, he said, his tongue could not wait to re-taste the delicious cuisine of the mother is second to none.

"Bak, koe ki luwe opo trance? Mbok alon-alon to, I ora njaluk, koyo kuda lumping (Mbak, you are hungry what is trance? Slow down to, I don't ask, rich horse lumping)." Said Wingit who was surprised to see his brother's eating action, like the mukbang action that he often saw on youJub, to look at Wingit saw his older sister who was eating like an orang-in-waiting, was there his brother never ate his inner, he also swallowed his saliva, his brother who ate but he who felt full.

Uhuk ... uhuk ... Celia chokes on her horse lumping by her sister, "asem tenan koe ki, ganggu wae, po ra reti wong ayu again maem, miko nek koe wis kerjo tour adoh koe will ngrasakne opo sing tak rasakne, meet masue ibuk e ki rasane luwih seneng weigh by diamond sak tembor (asem you it, aja disrupt, aja, don't know if beautiful people eat anymore, later if you've been working and far you will feel what I feel, meet her mother's meal it feels better than getting a diamond pot)," Celia was already glaring at her sister.

"Opo ono wong ayu manganae bar-bar, buk .. ibuk .. mbak Celia kesupinan kuda lumping, paringi beling mawon buk! (where there are beautiful people eating bar-bar, buk .. ibuk, mbak Celia kesurupan kuda lumping, kasau beling aja buk)," Wingit timpal increasingly make Celia glare and prepare to throw it with a spoon, and, knowing he was threatened to be kissed spoon, Wingit quickly blurred into his room while laughing loudly could avenge his brother's ignorance by making him upset.

"Husssh, ora by the exchange at the dinner table (Hussh, should not fight at the dinner table)," Mr. Sujadi broke the debate between his two children, while his wife could only laugh, this is the moment he missed. Seeing the interaction of the two hearts that sometimes get along like buffalo and starlings, but sometimes also like cats and rats. But Sujadi bu know, his two children still love each other, it is just a form of their love language.

Celia was again cool to enjoy her dinner, her tongue seemed to keep asking for more, while her stomach seemed not full. After feeling his stomach can no longer hold food, Celia stopped eating. Finished cleaning her cutlery as usual, Celia told her mother and father to go to the room, since Celia had just arrived before she had not even entered her room. There was no change there, other than the bed linen that had been replaced by his mother. Celia sat herself on the bed, sweeping the view all over the room, it felt comfortable back to the origin.

Celia rested her tired and full body, her eyes closed, enjoying the sound of night animals that flowed beautifully in her ears like the sound of a symphony from nature.