Jum Wo Ai Ni

Mirna's Desire

This morning Juminten ate his breakfast with no excitement, thinking about four million taste has made the feathers of Juminten kuduk stand. More serem than meet kunti.

Dimas looked at the wonder at the Tantenya, usually Juminten most chatty if Dimas did not immediately spend breakfast. This is the opposite. The woman looked lethargic, she just kept stirring the fried rice on the plate.

"Bak, don't you dodol ta?"

[ "Bak, not selling?" ] asked Dimas while scooping food into his mouth.

Juminten shook his head slowly, he took a deep breath.

"No, Pean ko kerjo opo ora? I said I found ambe konkoku, nitip Ibu ya bekne Mbak durung muleh."

[ "No, what will you do? I want to meet my friend, nitip Mom like Ma'am hasn't come home." ]

"Ready Ma'am" replied Dimas, the teenager rose from his seat with a dirty plate he went to the kitchen.

"Your teacher Jane's an opo courier anyway, Dim?"

[[ "What are you really courier, Dim?" ] asked Juminten curious, especially Dimas paid quite expensive for the size of the courier.

Dimas even gave 100 thousand to his Grandmother, even though the teenager had only worked for a week. It's not every day, he just delivered the package 3 times.

"Ec ... Ma'am's craft, the anterine must be careful. So expensive, it's already important Mbak kosher work," Dimas replied as he passed into Mirna's room.

Juminten could only sigh, hopefully what Dimas said was true. Dimas came out of his grandmother's room, after saying goodbye.

"Mom, I'm leaving first. Assalamualaikum." Dimas grabbed Juminten's hands that were still wet.

"Wa'alaikumsalam, be careful."

"Yes Ma'am" said Dimas.

Juminten went into Mirna's room, and sat down on the side of the bed. Gently, Juminten massaged Mirna's legs. Both of my eyes mirna looked fixedly at the girl sitting in front of him.

If he could talk, a lot of words would want Mirna to say.

"Emh ... Egh ..." Mirna tried to speak, but that was all she let out.

"Wonten nopo ma'am, what do you want? Drink?"

Juminten, who had been focusing on the foot of Mirna, turned his head.

[ "What's wrong, ma'am, what do you want? Drink?" ]

Mirna shook her head slowly. He was still trying to move his tongue, but still no clear words were spoken.

Juminten's clear eyes looked at the mother with sadness, her hair had turned white, her cheeks were very thin. This disease has completely consumed his body. Mirna used to be a beautiful woman, even though she was a.

Now all is gone, as time goes by. Added inner pressure on the departure of the child with the husband at one time.

"Bu securane, Jum mboten. I want what?"

[ "Sorry Mom, I don't know what you want?" ]

Mirna kept trying to move her lips, trying to say something. Juminten stared puzzledly, he knew his mother wanted to say something.

Mirna's breath was stingy, her strength seemed to be drained from trying to speak. Juminten immediately grabbed the water on the nightstand.

"Mother calm down." Juminten gently rubbed Mirna's arm. Slowly he pointed the straw at his mother's mouth.

Mirna nodded, sipping water through the small hole of the white plastic straw. Water soaked Mirna's throat, the woman's breath gradually calmed down.

"Jum, I know I want to talk to Jum. Patience Ma'am, soon Mother will be healed, later I can talk as much as possible," said Juminten with a smile. A sincere smile for my mother.

Mirna could only nod. The two women both knew that healing was something far for them to achieve. During this time they only go to the health center for treatment, to see a specialist or routine therapy Juminten still can not. Economy is the reason, Juminten must work alone to send Dimas at once for the treatment of Mirna.

Juminten hugged Mirna's thin body, gently rubbing the woman's back.

"Mom, Juminten pamit sek ya. Arep metu dipped, enek affairs," said Juminten after releasing his embrace.

[[Mom, Juminten said yes, want to go out for a while, there is a need," Pamit Juminten after releasing her embrace. ]

Mirna nodded. Juminten grabbed the skinny little hand, then kissed it reverently. The woman stepped out, after closing the door of Juminten's house went green painted house.

"Assalamualaikum, Ma'am Ana!" call Juminten.

"Wa'alaikumsalam!" A woman from inside the house.

Before long a woman of fertile stature came out, the woman wearing the red negligee smiled at Juminten.

"Jum Lapo?" ask Ana.

[ "What's Jum?" ask Ana. ]

[" Ma'am, I nitip Mom yes. Please look at it for a moment" replied Juminten. ]

"Yes. calm down ae, ko don't want e."

[ "Yes, take it easy, I'll see." ]

Juminten smiled with relief.

"Matur suwun ngggeh, Ma'am Ana," said Juminten sincerely.

[ "Thank you, yes. Ma'am Ana," said Juminten sincerely. ]

Ana is still a brother to Mirna, their cousin. Juminten often asked his budhenya for help.

After that, Juminten immediately went to the big road using a bicycle. He continued the journey by riding a microlet, the address sent by the owner of the car quite far. Could be overnight on the road, if Juminten had to pedal a bicycle to get there.

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"Month Cafe... Cafe Bulan," muttered Juminten while sorting the ranks of the building in front of him.

Juminten finally found the cafe. With a doubtful step, Juminten walked into the luxurious building. Juminten was confused as to who he would meet there.

Juminten's mobile phone rang, the woman immediately picked up and shifted the green logo on the flat screen that had cracked it.

"Hello, I've arrived at the cafe" said Juminten quickly, even before the caller had time to say hello.

"Are you really a red hat?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Please look to the right."

Juminten immediately turned his head, a man wearing a neat suit standing not far from him. Juminten nodded, he immediately turned off the phone and walked quickly towards the man's desk.

"Please sit down" said the man very politely.

"Yes," Juminten replied awkwardly. He sat in the chair in front of the man.

"Do you want to drink something Miss?"

"No, thank you."

Cafe as luxurious as this, where Juminten can buy drinks there, even though his throat feels dry. Better the money he saved than spent on a glass of drink.

Raka smiled, he waved to call the waitress at the cafe.

"Can I help you?" ask the waiter kindly.

"Please a glass of lemon tea for this Miss."

"Eh ... No, my mother is not a pesen!" Juminten. He wiggled to his ten fingers, with an anxious look on his face.

"I'll pay. Miss don't have to worry" said Raka.

"But Mr. I-."

"Please make it to order," cut Raka quickly.

"Okay, please wait a minute." The exam also passed.

Juminten smiled clumsily, he did not expect the man whom he damaged his car this well. An idea was cleared in Juminten's mind, maybe he could ask for relief for the payment of his car compensation.

"Before I said thank you for buying me a drink. If we can just go straight to the core of this meeting," said Juminten. The girl could not leave her mother for longer.

For some reason Juminten continued to feel uneasy, he had to immediately solve his problem with this father.

"Good." Raka took out a piece of paper from her briefcase, then gave it to Juminten.

Juminten received the paper with trembling hands, it felt like receiving a rapot after a national, thrilling test.

"This is proof of payment from the workshop where we made the repair, and as you can see. The amount as I informed you yesterday, four million rupiah."

Juminten's eyes could not blink, staring at the number written on the long paper.