Longing Memories

Flashback #4

"Sih, your eyes are so swollen. You were crying last night?" Dedi asked still while watching Asih.

Degggm…

Asih's heart suddenly beat fast hearing the sudden question from Dedi.

Dedi can't find out about last night's trouble here..

"Puffed? Ah maybe lack of sleep aja semalem, mas," replied Asih gave an excuse.

"Why sleep at night? Is anyone in mind?" Ask Dedi back.

"There's nothing, ma'am. Trust me. Oh yeah, Dedi tumben early in the morning already here, what's up?"

"Oh yes I forgot. Mas want to know if starting today Mas has started cooperation with Juragan Slamet."

Instantly Dedi forgot his curiosity towards Asih, and immediately excited to tell him that he already had a new job that could make his family's life more secure.

"Oh yeah? Congratulations! Finally, Mas Dedi can get a more established job. Asih doain hope Mas Dedi's work there is always given smoothness," replied Asih enthusiastically.

"Thank you, Sih. Yasudah, I'm leaving now, yeah, afraid of bad luck."

"Yes, mas. Be careful on the road."

Dedi returned to pedaling his old bicycle to the rice field where he carried out his duties. Along the way he greeted one by one the villagers who happened to meet him.

"Assalamualaikum Mbah Gito."

"Walaikumsallam, uh, on. Where you going?"

"Lift work, Mbah. First up, Mbah."

"Yes Di, be careful."

Dedi continued his journey back to the rice fields. Long story short, he had arrived at the rice field. It seems that some freelancers have begun to do their respective work, namely planting rice seeds there.

"Assalamualaikum, sir," said Dedi to one of the workers there whom he had not known before.

"Moskvallam. Who yeah?" Ask the father.

Just now Dedi wanted to answer his question, but suddenly there was a male voice calling his name.

"Bravedi!" It was Juragan Slamet who called him.

Dedi turned his face towards the Juragan and went straight to him.

"Assalamualaikum, Nurse. Good morning," said Dedi.

"Moskvallam. So, are you ready to work today? When I am ready, I will immediately know the workers who work here."

"God willing, Scout."

"Oh, come with me!" The Slamet jury invited Dedi to meet one by one the freelancers there, starting from the father who had asked who he was before Dedi.

"For Mr. Joko."

"Morning, Juragan," said Mr. Joko while bowing respectfully to the Slamet Juragan.

"Sir, I want to know the new foreman who at that time I told the father and other workers. This is the guy, his name is Dedi. Dedi, know this Mr. Joko, all this time Mr. Joko who is the head of the workers here as well as the temporary foreman."

"Sir, know me Dedi. The new foreman here, please cooperate with him," said Dedi introducing himself.

"Oah, there's finally another foreman here. Welcome, Nak Dedi, hopefully at home to work here," replied Joko.

"In the future, you will be assisted by Mr. Joko in supervising the workers here. Because the rice fields are quite large, so it is impossible if only one person watches the workers one by one," said Juragan Slamet explained.

"Nice Scouts."

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Meanwhile, still in the same village but in one of the residents' houses, there was a beautiful young woman who was sitting contemplating in front of the glass of her dressing table.

the matchmaking problems he will face in the near future.

"Original, son. What do you do in the room? Ayok out, soon Good and his family already want to get here," asked the mother to her daughter who had been silent in her room since.

Yes, the young woman was Asih's lover from Dedi. The heart and mind of Asih are currently raging. On the one hand, he loves Dedi very much and does not want to be separated from Dedi at any time, but on the other hand he could not resist the orders of his father who expected him to soon marry the son of one of his old friends.

"Currently? Asih?" Call the mother back.

Czechoslovak…

He walked out the door of his room to see his mother.

"Sih, are you okay, son?" Ask her mom worried.

Asih's unusual appearance made her mother feel very worried. Pale lips, puffy eyes like crying all night, as well as the movement of his body that looks just as limp makes his mother think that his son is sick.

"Nothing ma'am, just woke up this time," replied Asih gently.

"Well, if it's okay. Now you get ready first, it's good soon and the family will be there," said the mother reminded.

"Yes ma'am."

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The Slamet House.

"Bibiiiiiiiii.."

There was a scream from the mouth of the young Kemala who looked confused looking for something in the house.

The housekeeper who was usually called Aunt Iroh came in a hurry to hear the screams from the young lady.

"ii-yes, non. Can I help you?" Aunty Iroh asked with her irregular breathing.

"See yellow shawl got me not bi? Usually I put it on a hanger in my wardrobe, but now it's not there" Kemala asked in a huff.

"Yellow shawl? aunt never saw non. Aunty also never open the closet Non Kemala before," replied Bi Iroh while bowing her head in fear.

"Yes, go back and forth," Kemala drove away, flicking his hand at Aunt Iroh.

Aunt Iroh immediately moved from the front of Kemala and rushed to the kitchen.

"Bi Iroh, why is his breathing so bad?" Ask one of the other workers at the Slamet Jury house named Ujang.

"Custom, Jang. Non Kemala screamed calling aunt, keep asking her shawl yellow color which is usually always stored in her wardrobe Non Kemala."

"What's the shawl?"

"Disappeared, but it was in his closet."

"Ah, most of the non forgets just put it away. Who knows what sprains his other stuff."

"It could be, Jang. Tau itself if Non Kemala is anything that must be available, he just want to make it but run out of it in his stuff in throw-and-throw that way, so lost right," aunty said while grumbling.

"Yes, bi. Non Kemala why can be so different from his mother Almarhumah. Almarhumah Ibu Sri is very friendly, not arbitrarily all subordinates who are here, very good anyway. Who would Non Kemala follow?" Ask Ujang while scratching his head that does not feel itchy.

"Hayo who's talking?"

Bi Iroh and Ujang instantly became panicked and tense as they suddenly heard the voice of someone reprimanding them both. They immediately turned their faces toward the kitchen door, where the person stood facing the two of them.

It turns out that the one who reprimanded them was Agus, the right hand of the Slamet Juragan, which means he was also believed by the Slamet Juragan as a supervisor for the workers in the house.

"Mas Agus," said Ujang with a slightly trembling body for fear if Agus heard the chatter between himself and Bi Iroh.

"Chat what the hell are you two doing at this hour?" Tanya Agus again ignored the greeting from Ujang.

"A-anu, my mom."

"Anu-anu, what the hell?" Agus asked while slightly snapping at the two of them.