LIFEWEAR

REVERT

Allahu akbar 3x

ema takbir, accompany the trip rifky who has arrived in jogja. accompanied by thousands of rifky travelers queueing the bus that took him to magelang. the atmosphere is crowded and padan rifky enjoy with songs that are listened to via headphones attached to his ears. jacket made of jeans and nike hoods become a characteristic of a rifky.

drrrrrrrr

his cell phone ringer forced to delay the music. "hallo boy, what's up?" greet rifky on the phone.

"so homecoming, right boy?" return back to asking.

"so this dong I've been waiting for the bus." replied rifky

"bareng I'm a boy ntar I wait in front of the terminal. ni I'm from bantul. wait outside ya." said cahyo

"previous.I'll wait outside ya."

"okay. I'll see you later." said cahyo then hung up.

rifky then came out from inside the terminal.waiting for cahyo who shortly afterwards had come to give him a ride home to magelang.

"wah happened to be saturated I did not know the bus was." said rifky on the way.

"not free yes, wkwkwkwkwk" joked cahyo.

then, they busy the story there to here, accompany the wheels that continue to spin towards magelang. like a long time no see, they seem to enjoy the journey.

"we ate first boy, I had not eaten just drink and nyamil to break the fast earlier." between rifky when it reached grabak.

cahyo who understood immediately looking for a place to eat. he took rifky to the restaurant padang which is not far from the gas station grabak.

"what do you want to eat, boy? I'll pay this time." said rifky, grinning.

they also eat.

after finishing eating in between breaks, she asked, "ky, you will go up? I hope that even though it runs aground, the family does not run aground.

"god willing boy.I've also forgotten that. But one thing, I beg you to keep my identity.whatever the circumstances.I want them to know me as well as before." said rifky seriously.

"yes I get what you mean." get back to me." when are we going there?"

"4th leaflet" replied the short rifky.

NB: in this story rifky hides his social status, and who knows it is just cahyo. rifky just wants people to approach him because it is sincere like cahyo.

time goes fast. turning the seconds and hours in time.until finally rifky at home.he smiles to see his home.where memories are very beautiful in his childhood.

"nah came home not directly in and even dumbly in front." reprimanded pak Soleh rifky's father saw his son still smiling in front of the house

"rifky misses the house sir." said rifky while kissing the back of his father's hand.

" get in and keep resting first. Surely you are tired on the trip earlier." said mr. Soleh lead rifky in.

"rifky wants this house to remain like this even though it will be repaired sir." said rifky again who in blas nods pak Soleh.

that night, a rifle appeared to sleep in his room with his mass memory painting.it was still so clearly drawn at that time that made rifky smile

"i'm back in this memory ma'am, rifky kangen of that time.Let this place be a place that is always a rifky memory with mother forever." she gruma in heart.

seriated.