Just a Servant 2

Santi. Do'a and memories

Danu put her backpack on the bed just like that. After that he took out his cigarette box, and sat down in his work chair facing the window. He pulled the lever, until the nako glass next to his desk opened. After that with a leaning position and straight legs on the table. He started lighting his cigarette.

Once... twice.he exhaled the cigarette smoke that he smoked. uncertain with the one in his head, until the sound of his ring tone HP was heard calling. He placed his cigarette on the ashtray before moving to grab the HP in his pants pocket.

"Hello... " The greeting is spontaneous after pulling the green button up.

"... "

"not tomorrow?"

"... "

"Yes, look at it later..."

After hearing the closing greeting from the caller, Danu immediately disconnected the connection.

HP he put it on the table. Suck back his cigarette once, then he put it back in the ashtray. After that, he got up from his seat. Take off the shirt he has been wearing all day, then step up and grab a new towel (washed) from the closet.

Danu went into the bathroom to clean up. Without him knowing, while he was there, Santi, his mother went into the room looking for him.

"Ande... Dan...!" Call her. But the gurgling sound of water obscured his call. Danu didn't hear the call. But Santi knew that his son had come home and was taking a bath.

While waiting, Santi circulated a glance around the room. Neatest. As usual. Only the existence of a backpack on the mattress that is not right.

Santi grabbed the backpack to put it on the table. He also tidied the table. Throw the ashtrays into the trash and put a pack of cigarettes next to them.

While waiting for his son to come out of the bathroom, Santi sat in the chair that Danu was sitting in. His hand grabbed the wood-framed photo that was displayed there. An old photo of three boys, standing in a row holding each other's shoulders.

In the middle, the oldest is the firstborn. Bagasses. As Santi recalled, Bagas was already in college, fourth semester if not wrong. His face looked so young and full of spirit. It's very different from Bagas now.

Without feeling, a tear fell on Santi's cheek. He felt the nurse remember his eldest son who now can only sit in a wheelchair.

"Oah, Le. mugo-mugo uripmu bejo and mulyo mbesok..."

He muttered softly while wiping the picture of Bagas' face.

(\=Oalah, Son.. I hope you have a good and happy life in the future..")

His gaze then turned to the figure of the young man on the right. That's his son number two. Satrio. He is now finishing his post-graduate studies in Australia.

When the photo was taken, Satrio was still in third grade High School. A time full of delinquency with a high ego, according to him.

Santi remember. Satrio once rampaged, because his room he tidied, and apparently found a pack of cigarettes tucked between his books.

Under normal circumstances, her angry must be her, right, as her mother? But this was not before he was angry, Satrio was already angry first. He said he was interfering with his privacy. Santi until the head bobble because of it.

At that time she did not talk much, for fear of Darmawan, her husband knew the behavior of his son who had started smoking. Although upset, Santi did not want his son to get angry with his father because of that.

Since then, he began to more closely watch over his panther. When it comes to cigarettes, he can still tolerate, because it is difficult to also tell his son not to smoke, while in his home environment, people do it freely.

As long as it does not violate any other rules, Santi can still forgive. Recalling that, there was a smile forming on his lips. Not a happy smile... Just a smile of relief, because the child had survived through his teenage phase. Satrio's mischievousness, he never overstepped the mark.

Now her son is an adult. Santi can't just limit his son's wiggle room. He could only pray and hope, that Satrio be given protection and guidance from the Gusti of God, so that he would always be safe, wherever he was.

"Le. mugo-mugo sampa tansah pinaringan healthy.. ndang let lek lecture..." Her do'a.

Switch to the youngest on the left. Santi's smile grew wider. Danu's face in the photo still looks childish. As he remembered, at that time Danu was still second-rate Junior High School.

Santi recalled, Danu used to complain to him because she often felt excluded from her brothers. He often felt neglected if the men were talking.

"Times, anyway?" Ask Santi at that time.

"Yes, mom. if they're talking about it. I've never been invited to talk... " Answer Danu with a frowning face.

"Well, what are they talking about?" Ask Santi again.

"Yes don't know.but say that Wulan's name..."

Hearing Danu's reply, Santi shut his mouth and held back a laugh.

Yes, of course Danu was not invited to talk... Are they talking about her boyfriend, when is the discussion of girl problems with Junior High?

"Loh... mom.... What are you doing?" Danu asked who had just come out of the bathroom.

"Oh... Have you finished your bath?" Santi asked back.

"Yes, it's mom. Time's not finished already out the bathroom." Sahut Danu while stepping into the closet to pick up a change of clothes.

"What's this mom doing here?" Repeat Danu while wearing her shirt.

"Emmm just want to tell you, I'm waiting for dinner together." Santi.

"Well, yeah. don't you usually do that?" Danu pretended not to know.

One of the habits that have been and must still take place in this house is. Want whatever activity is being done, should always be able to take the time for it.

One more thing. (So not even night actually) 🤭 Because usually, after maghrib, there are always activities or jobs that take a long time. So, rather than late eating, then their meal time is increased. And the setting of this earlier dinner hour, has been going on since the time of his grandfather was still there. It will be hard to change that habit.

Danu looked at her mother waiting for an answer.

"Emm, in front is Mr. Su'eb..." Santi answered.

The words from his mother meant a lot to Danu.

Mr. Su'eb is no ordinary guest. He is one of the most respected people in this village, although his wealth is not as much as Darmawan, but he is also a co-worker of their family. And that gave Danu two reasons to be respectful towards him.

"Do you want to sell or buy?" Ask Danu again.

The business with Mr. Su'eb is usually not far from the problem of buying and selling cows. Because this Su'eb sir is a blantic.

"I don't know for sure... But Mr. Su'eb came with his family... "

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