Lala The Dancer

Mbah Kung's

In recent months, Mbah Kung's health condition has declined. Uncontrolled cholesterol makes Mbah kung many times have to be hospitalized.

"It turns out Mbah's heart is also problematic. There is heart swelling and some other health problems. Can you wait a minute La? Mama wants to go home for a while to change clothes and see furniture," asked Mama when Mbah for the umpteenth time treated. I'm nodding.

"Go home Ma. Lala can wait here for Mbah Kung" I replied.

"You brought hp, right? If anything, call Mama" said Mama while kissing me, then passed out of the treatment room Mbah Kung.

I'm approaching Mbah Kung. The old man fell asleep. I want my mother to wake up. Back to tell stories about fairy tales that are very interesting. Accompany me to dance, or sit carving on the porch of the house.

Mama said, Mbah is a good furniture leader. He was always humble and united with the employees. Furniture is changing leadership. My mom took over completely. No more on the home page. Mama eventually moved furniture into a separate building. Mbah Kung is now just a time filler.

"Sir," My mother opened her eyes.

"Yes Mbah." I'm a little surprised. My daydream about this old man.

"Ambilin Mbah drinking dong," Mbah Kung's pinta. I immediately took the water on the nightstand. Plugging a straw and giving it to Mbah Kung.

"Where are you?" ask Mbah Kung after drinking.

"Mama came home look at the house, same look at the factory for a moment," I explained as I stomped his hand.

"You truant?" ask Mbah Kung. I'm shaking.

"I went home from school. Go straight home here. He's still in uniform" I said, opening the jacket I was wearing.

"A diligent school. So a great dancer. You must succeed as a dancer later," said Mbah Kung lirih. He looks very weak. I'm nodding. I don't know why there's a haru tucking in just like that.

"The company of Lala dancing Mbah. Mbah must see every time Lala dances. Let Lala be more confident" I asked. My mom smiled.

"That will always see Lala dancing. Wherever Lala dances. Mbah likes Lala's dance," he said. His breathing was a little heavier than usual.

Papa came still in a police uniform attached. Kissed me briefly and kissed Mbah Kung's hand.

"Why come back here?" ask Mbah Kung. Papa smiles.

"I can get permission, sir. I want to accompany you here" said Papa.

"You can permit Lala Van stage, do not need permission now," said Mbah Kung still discussing my stage.

"Later Revan get permission when Lala plays again" Papa said.

That afternoon I spent in the hospital with Papa and Mbah Kung. Papa talked to the nurse. His face turned lethargic. I asked him a few times Papa wouldn't say. Until Mama came back and I was told to go home with Papa.

"Later Papa went back to the hospital. You two at home are not papa ya," said Papa in the car. I'm nodding.

"Okay Pa, Lala's a big one" I said. Papa smiles.

***

Four days everyone was busy shuttling back and forth RS and their respective activities. Hector and I went straight to the hospital after school. Usually change with Mom. He will be home for a while and take care of the furniture. The most extirpated Papa. He went back to our city and Semarang. Morning work leaves from here. Go to work directly otw here. Everyone wants Mbah Kung to be healed and healthy as ever.

"Pooo's.... Pooooo can I come in?" ask Hector behind my door.

"Lock Tor!" my answer. I've done PR. Scheduling textbooks for tomorrow.

"Po I'm sleeping here huh," Hector said as he carried a bolster pillow from his room.

"I don't know Po, tonight it feels different. I'm sad..... Mbah Kung......." Hector did not continue his sentence. There's a pain starting to creep me in too. My Mbahku's condition has worsened over the past four days. Without tears flowing. We are sad in silence. Hector put down his pillow roll. And then hugged my body. We hugged each other. Although she's my sister, but her height already exceeds mine. He looks like Papa. I sobbed in Hector's chest.

We woke up early in the morning. No word from the hospital. All safe. I hope Mbah Kung gets better.

"Morning of Mbah Mar" I said to the housekeeper.

"For Ma'am, any word from the hospital?" ask Mbah Mar. I'm shaking.

"Is Mr Aji improving?" ask Mbah Mar expectantly.

"I don't know Mbah, I also hope Mbah Kung improves" I said gloomily. He looks sad. Even the housekeeper loved my Mbah Kung sincerely.

***

I'm leaving with Farel and Hector. My sister is now also an Junior High with me. Same with Aunt Ine. When the first break bell rang, BP's teacher called me.

"Bring your bags and your Papa's pick up" said BP's teacher. Deg....... Knees trembling. Papa?? Pick up? At school??? Not until my BP room has been watery. I saw Papa and Hector standing in front of BP's room. Their eyes are the same. I immediately ran to embrace Papa.

"According to my grief, my dear Mbah kung.... I am not sick anymore" Papa whispered in my ear.

We home. Waiting home. Mama will take Mbah Kung home from the hospital. My tears did not stop flowing. Mbah Kung is coming and will be buried that afternoon.

"Bah, Mbah said he wanted to see Lala dance anywhere. Kok Mbah left instead," I said to Mbah Kung who was already in the pot. Mama hugged me. Grief filled this house.

Farel came after school. Along with other friends. I shared my grief with Farel. He accompanied me until Mbah Kung was finished being buried.

"Bah Kung said he would see me dancing on the Rails, but he left instead" I told Farel. Half angry, half sad at my mother.

"He sees you whenever Laa, isn't it easy in heaven to see the earth?" farel said while hugging my shoulder. He took me away from the funeral. Mama and Papa are still there. Hector came home with me.

"Now I'll see you wherever you dance. I will replace Mbah Kung," comforted Farel.

***

Month passed.....

I cleaned my room with Mbah Mar's help. I've got Mama's permission to move into Mbah Kung's room. That way I feel closer to him.

"Torrr .... Sentoooorrr... help lift things!!!" I yelled at Hector. He came after a few times I yelled.

"For a long time!!! Are you a turtle or a human??" i grumble.

"Your eyes are myopic Po? This one is called a turtle. Hantengan me rather than Farel mu that." said Hector did not want to lose. I threw it with a pillow. He was evasive. Replying I throw with a pencil tin. Right about the middle of my forehead. It's hurting......

"Review you!!" I said. We chased after it before we started moving my stuff.

I opened Mbah Kung's closet. Contains his clothes. I smell his shirt. I'm kangen.....

Long I wrestled with Mbah Kung's memories and his scent. I looked under the closet. There's some kind of small wood carving. I'm picking it. It turns out the sculpture of a dancer. Underneath it is my unresolved name. Newly engraved Vanila Jean. I ran to the middle room. Mama Papa is there.

"Maybe it's for your birthday. Mbah Kung has not finished it yet" said Mama Pilu. That's right, my birthday is a few weeks away.

Papa tinkered at the carved statue. Open the slot behind my name. There's a secret room there. A paper came out. It contains a letter from Mbah kung.