I Park My Love In The Heart of Mr. Satpam
Chapter 4: The House of Budhe
The time shows at 02.00 am, the sun is still sleeping soundly in the dispute, the moon is also still busy with the stars, Andri mas car entered the gate of the housing complex where Budhe Rani lived. Two people were standing guard in the post, and one of them came out to open the portal so their car could get in. Budhe and Pakdhe immediately came out of the house when they heard the roar of the car engine carrying his sister and nephew. Mas Andri helped get their luggage out of the trunk, there was a suitcase and some souvenir boxes for the Rani budhe family.
"Let's go in Cel." Mas Andri dragged a suitcase and held a cardboard box containing budhe's favorite porters into the house, while his father had entered first and seemed to be meeting kangen with his brother and sister-in-law.
"Yes, Celia is coming." Celia took a deep breath, staring at the house she was going to stay in for some time. The scenery is comparable to one hundred and eighty degrees with a simple house in the village, here he will not find gardens and rice fields, where he used to spend time when tired and tired to hit. He will no longer smell the aroma of rice stalks when the harvest season arrives, the aroma is similar to the aroma of grass cut with a lawn mower, fresh-fresh how it is, and the smell is like that, he will not see anymore herds of storks that forage in the fields when the growing season arrives, he will not see again the little boys who go back and forth in front of the house carrying fishing complete with worms, he will not see again their laughter when they managed to raise kites as high as space. Now what he will always see right, left, front and back is people's homes. Will Celia be able to stay here? Would Celia feel as comfortable living with her budhe family as she was at home?!
Rani's Buddhist family is an upper middle class family. Budhe Rani has two children who are all married, he also has two grandchildren, now on the way three, he said, her husband, Pakdhe Rano, is a civil servant in a non-ministerial government agency. His two children (mbak Devi and mas Fajar) also work as civil servants, mas Andri who is the husband of mbak devi is a chemistry teacher Junior High School, he was already a civil servant, he was also, budhe Rani is a nurse at one of the Hospitals under the command of the Army Medical Center, she has also been appointed as a civil servant. Fix, they are a family of civil servants except for the wife of Mas Fajar, their second child, he worked at one of the consulting companies in the city of J. They are good families and religious, but also quite serious and disciplined. Sometimes this makes Celia feel awkward, can she adapt to the rules, as well as all the habits in her Buddhist family.
"Assalamualaikum pakdhe ... " Cellia kissed the hand of budhe and his pakdhenya alternately.
"Wa'alaikumussalam, you look tired nduk, let's go directly to your room, put your bag in the room first, budhe has prepared". Not do not not understand or do not want to talk first with his nephew, but budhe Rani understand the condition of Celia at this time, seeing the puffy eyes of the girl is enough to give an answer.
"Yes budhe, thank you for preparing everything for Celia. Mr. .. pakdhe... Celia let's go to the room first". He grabbed his bag and immediately followed Budhe.
"yes nduk". Pakdhe and his father answered almost simultaneously. Celia followed her budhe to a room located at the back of the house close to the kitchen, next to the room belonging to the second son of Budhe Rani. There, Celia's suitcase has also been placed in it by Andri before she returned to her own house which is only a few meters from Rani's budhe house.
"Yes budhe, thank you, Celia wants to clean up and just take a break". Celia spoke with a little down, embarrassed that her budhenya must constantly look at her eyes that are as big as a soccer ball TK child.
"Yes, it's as comfortable as you are, yes nduk, and now it's still night". Budhe passed away leaving Celia in his room, he walked to the living room where his husband and sister were chatting now and joined them.
After cleaning up, Celia rests her body on a single size bed with sheets patterned winnie the pooh, from now on this mattress will be the most comfortable place for her to unwind after the move. Celia scooped up the voracious air to meet the alveoli in her lungs, so what happens? So that the oxygen that will be sent to the brain can be more, maybe then the mind becomes clearer, not buttek like hot water.
Celia fumbles on the surface of the mattress with her fingers. Kangen mattress at home, let alone from the cotton but feels more tender. There is also no sound of crickets, let alone frogs, their voice is usually nina boboin Celia per malem. Can you sleep here Celia?!
Half a second later the girl was already asleep drifting in the dream crib.
Meanwhile, far away, a dozen kilometers from where Celia knit her dream today, next to another mattress, a handsome young man, soft-eyed, still awake with a smart phone in his hand. The middle of the cool reply to a message with someone who keeps him awake almost overnight.
