JIWO PROMISE

There's Mamak

"Welcome to our house all this time, Mak" said Witri so successfully opened the door of her house in the dormitory.

"Assalamualaikum.." Greetings Mamak before entering the house.

His eyes then circled around every corner of the tiny house. The first house that Witri 'owned' as a wife.

As the result of the talks between the two families, Mamak was finally decided to live with Witri in the region. It was all to persuade Witri to just quit his job, but Witri bargained to spend a long work contract, eighteen months away. After thinking about the amount of penalty fees that must be paid if out before the contract expires, it was finally decided like this until the contract period Witri work completed.

Later after spending his employment contract, Witri was asked to return to Java, and could find work in the province only.

And if you have to contract a house, there must be a Mamak beside it.

About the cost of living, Witri is not confused. Pension money, and salary savings so far, as well as the results of rice fields whose promises will be sent every harvest, at least will not make it hungry later.

In this dormitory, Witri only had a week to pack up and get out of the dormitory.

Luckily one of his coworkers he asked for help finding him a contract managed to get a small house. Notably, there are two bedrooms, although the area is only slightly wider than his house in the dormitory.

What makes him most happy is the distance of the house with his office quite close, only need to walk not up to ten minutes. So during her pregnancy later she plans to leave and go home to work on foot, all sports she thought.

"Dusty yes, Mommy. Long time no cleaning" said Witri while chuckling embarrassedly.

He brought a large suitcase belonging to Mamak into his room.

Entering the room, can not be lied to there is something very lost there. Presence Day.

Witri hurriedly made a smile on her lips.

He does not want to live up to his sadness.

Aksa deserves to be happy. And that's who has to create.

Losing Day forever would certainly not be easy for him. But even crying over her would not be possible to return Hari by her side.

Let her remember her husband in her own way. By trying to keep happy so as not to burden the journey of the Day to the next nature.

There are their children who should start to be happy from now on.

Heard the sound of the stove being lit. Mamak must have attacked the water to make a warm drink.

After changing her clothes to house clothes, Witri returned out of the room after throwing a smile at her wedding photo phigura.

"I love you, Mas." said Witri without a voice. The speech as Hari often said with a smile when sometimes teasing him who was in a bad mood. And usually the speech can make his mood gradually improve because he will get the hug of his lover.

But now, of course, there will be no more hugs that sturdy arm for him. The owner of the embrace had gone home to his Lord.

"Wit, are you hungry yet?" mamak's voice from the kitchen stopped the pool of tears that were again created without him planning.

"No, Mak." replied Witri as she wiped her tears and rushed out of the room.

"Mamak directly ngliwet (cooking rice)?" asked Witri with a face of astonishment.

"Yes. Later Mamak make sambel but not too spicy as make omelet only, huh? Eat the potluck that was in your refrigerator. The important thing is you have to eat immediately" said Mamak while rolling up his sleeves to be more free to prepare the equipment to make the sauce.

"Mamak change clothes first. Or mending flush (bath, Javanese fine language) all at once let seger. Cook has gone a long way come dateng instead of rest even directly busy in the kitchen. We can start the food, Mak later. In front of the complex many are selling food. Just call the one who sells, then drive it to the house" said Witri prevent Mamak cooking.

"Can outsiders enter the hostel?" ask Mamak curious.

"May origin report the same guard in front. Mama's an outsider, too, but I was allowed in, right?" witri replied with a smile.

"And Mamak who brought you in, the hostel." said Mamak with a shy smile.

"Yes, Mamak take a bath if you can not cook" said Mamak undo his intention to make sambal."Where'd you put the suitcase, Wit?" mamak asked later because no suitcase was found in the last place he placed.

"I put it in the room, Mom. Come in papa. This house is only one room" Witri said with a smile slightly blushed.

With a slightly doubtful and unkind step, Mamak stepped towards Witri and Hari's room.

"Assalamualaikum.." Greetings Mamak shirih after opening the door and before stepping his feet into the room.

Her bitter smile was clearly embedded while staring at the photo of the bride and groom Witri and Hari who were on their headboard.

"Honey, your happiness is too short, son. But Mamak thanks you, Har, for loving and taking good care of Witri as long as you are together. Thank you, Le.... Now Witri is with Mamak again. Mamak will watch over your wife and child until Mamak dies. Mamak promise." said Mamak softly while stroking the picture of Hari who seemed to smile happily.

Unwilling to be dissolved in sadness and afraid Witri saw him sad, Mamak rushed to open the suitcase and take a change of clothes then rushed out to take a shower immediately.

Witri is seen making a drink for the two of them as Mamak passes by.

"What do you want to eat? I want to take a break now." asked Witri before Mamak closed the bathroom door.

"As far as you are, it does not feel strange" replied Mamak because he was confused about what to eat.

Witri giggled softly. The strange taste of the Mamak version is a western food taste that contains a lot of cheese and various flavors.

"Sate Padang aja." muttered Witri then made a call to the number Uni Sekar, the owner of Padang satay stall on the right gate of the dormitory.

Witri rushed forward to open the door of her front neighbor.

Without babibu first Lilis Tea immediately scattered to hug him while sobbing slowly.

"Thank God you have returned, Wit. You're all good, right? Healthy right?" tanya Teh Lilis while holding both of her shoulders.

"Healthy Tea. Alhamdulillah." replied Witri with a smile even though one hand wiped the corner of her watery eyes.

It seems that the sorrow for Day is not over yet in this dormitory. But Witri understands that. The late Hari was well known in this dormitory. So when he died not only Witri who was sad, but also people who knew him.

"Where are you? He said you were accompanied by your mother." asked Teh Lilis.

"Newly shower, Tea. Let's sit down first. I made a drink for a while." take Witri while taking Teh Lilis to sit in the tiny guest chair at her house.

Witri rushed to make another drink for Lilis Tea and brought three glasses of drink to the living room.

"There's guests?" my voice sounded behind him.

"Not a guest, Mom. I am Lilis, Witri's sister here." replied Teh Lilis with a smile while standing up and then greeted Mamak politely.

"Thank you so much for thinking of your son and daughter-in-law like your sister, Ma'am" Mamak said with a hearty heart.

"Call Lilis, Mom. I'm a pantes right as Mama Witri?" sahut Teh Lilis cheerfully who was greeted with a happy nod Mamak.

"This is a little something to bring food to Mamak and you, Wit. Not cooking yet, right?" ask Teh Lilis while holding a plastic bag containing two packages of food.

"So the Papah bought rice Padang, all buyinnya" said Teh Lilis with a smile.

Witri's saliva suddenly rose immediately.

Imagining the pleasure of rice doused in Padang seasoning sauce makes Witri more drooling.

With lightning fast Witri opened with the spirit of the rice package and directly devoured it without getting any more.

Lilis tea to the amazement of seeing the rather strange behavior of Witri who usually looks calm and polite.

Mamak just smiled wryly while shaking little.

"I think Aksa likes rice at all Padangnya." muttered Mamak while touching the knee Lilis who immediately smiled happily when she remembered that Witri was pregnant.

"This son, Tea" said Witri on the sidelines of his endless chewing.

"Remain if that. Tomorrow I'll buy it again if you like it." said Teh Lilis with glassy eyes.

She was sad to remember that Witri was going to have her pregnancy alone. Not because of her husband's death, but her husband died. Nothing will be used as a place of indulgence other than Mamak later. There will be no first meeting between father and son.

"Tomorrow I'll buy it myself. It can go bankrupt if I keep buying it" said Witri after drinking half a glass of warm tea. Lilis Tea just laughed softly.

The three looked out when they heard the sound of the motor stopping in front of the house. Then before long a middle-aged woman appeared in front of the door already with glassy eyes

"Assalamualaikum.." greetings Uni Sekar while stepping slowly staring at Witri who was fixated on seeing him almost crying.

Witri was only able to return Sekar's warm embrace to him.

"You healthy?" asked Uni Sekar gently while looking at Witri.

Witri nodded slowly.

"Healthy Union. Thank God." replied Witri with a bitter smile.

Yeah, he should always be like that not for people to be relieved?

After a brief conversation with Mamak and Teh Lilis, Uni Sekar immediately said goodbye because the stall was crowded. Of course the money that Witri extended to him he subtly refused.

"This time I don't accept payment. Next time you can pay" Uni Sekar said with a smile. During this time Hari is a regular subscription satay Padangnya.

Apparently Lilis Tea was not the only neighbor to meet Witri. There are some neighbors who took the time to come or stop by when they knew Witri was back. A warm greeting full of family that makes Mamak so moved.

"Pantes you guys just don't go home. You already have family here" Mamak said, closing the door after the last guest said goodbye. Witri just smiled a little.

Mamak do not know how sad his heart when Lebaran can not be sungkem and eat opor Mamak cuisine. Some lebaran only he went through alone together with Hari and he had to hide his sadness alone.

The day has been getting late. When living together like this somehow fatigue immediately felt in the bodies of Mamak and Witri.

Both of them lay their bodies on the bed that had just been replaced by Mamak.

"From now on I sleep with Mamak ya.." said Witri while hugging Mamak. Habits that he does when he goes to sleep with the day.

"Yes. Mamak will always accompany you." said Mamak gently while stroking elus Witri's forehead with a sad face.

Should be during pregnancy gini you spoiled your husband yes, Nduk...But it turns out that God wants you to be a stronger woman. Don't be sad, Nduk...There's Mamak.

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