Love Mita
The Enemy Brings Blessings
Finished the Fajur Sena prayer was neat. Take milk and make your own toast.
"Tumbent."
Comment from Mr. Romi when he saw Sena hassles smearing chocolate jam that hit his hand. Sena began to think to be more independent like the advice of Rama.
"If you are serious about being a man, you have to be more independent Dek. Before you take care of your husband, learn to take care of yourself."
Lately Rama's words have always crossed his head. A simple but meaningful brother and sister chat at the dinner table a few days ago.
Sena enjoyed her morning breakfast while listening to the news event in the family room. While Mr. Karman washed the car before being taken to divide the streets of Jakarta Bandung. Beside Sena, there was Bu Lia who was reading a book whose cover was worn by age.
"Well, where's Papah? On the news there was an accident, the road was jammed. I'm gonna be late."
"Where's the accident?"
"Cikampek Toll."
Ms. Lia closed her book and then got up to the room to report the current condition of the toll road.
"What accident?"
Mr. Romi out of the room still wearing shorts. I took a shower but did not change my sleep clothes. Habits that are ingrained in the heart doctor.
Mr. Romi noticed a news event in which there was a female reporter who directly reported from the CTF.
"Papa look at me."
Reportedly a truck driving at 04:00 to hit the road barrier and then slammed about 7 other vehicles. Until the Cikampek toll road is now experiencing congestion of up to 20km.
"Waduh jammed 20 km can unravel how many hours."
Mr. Romi is racking his brains.
"I don't think it's me."
"Ngga need to pass the toll, just as soon as you slap. Where's Kang Karman? Is the car ready? Let's go."
Coinciding with the movement of Mr. Romi's head looking for Mr. Karman out the window, Bi Imas half ran coming towards Mr. Romi.
"Pak punten, Mr. Karman fell into a duster just as the car was washed."
Mr. Karman who was not feeling well, forced himself to keep driving Sena to Bandung. Until finally not focused, and fell because of tripping over a water hose with a slippery garage floor condition because it was wet.
"Astagfirullah, the dawn of kieu aya we calamity. Saur Ibu ge kamari sina si Jaja we nu shuttle Sena kadieu ti Bandung ari teu genah you mah." (The bodies of gini are doomed. Said Ibu also yesterday so Jaja who invited Sena from Bandung if not feeling well.)
Ms. Lia immediately checked Mr. Karman into the back room.
"If I'm with Mas Adit how is Pah?"
Sena hesitantly asked the question that had crossed her mind since yesterday. But he did not dare to ask because the possibility of being allowed is small.
"Adit to Bandung?"
"Yes he misses riding, all his riding to Bandung."
"Good bike?"
Panicked, Mr. Romi asked a question that did not really need to be asked by a doctor who was knowledgeable.
"The name is also riding, yes riding a motorcycle dong Pah. He said he wanted motorcycles."
"On the motor child?"
Sena nodded.
After a discussion between Ms. Lia and Mr. Romi, Mr. Romi finally told Sena to call Adit.
"Mas, are you ready yet?"
"Here I just want breakfast, I'll go straight away. Why Non?"
"Tol's jammed badly, there's a streak of accidents. Mr. Karman also fell right after the car was washed, can't take me."
"How do you want to?"
"Mas want my anter, don't you?"
"Mostly got Papa the motors?"
"It's Papa talking."
"Dit, did you take Sena with you for nothing?"
"About Adit wants to ride a motorcycle Pah. But if you use a car, it means you can't go through the toll, right?"
"If you want to ride a motorcycle, there is nothing. Just be careful on the road. Are you sure you've got nothing between Sena?"
"It's with pleasure that Adit interra, Pah. Yaudah Adit's there now so it's not too late."
Mr. Romi smiled.
"Breakfast first, Dit."
"Yes Pah."
To be finished quickly, Adit assented the words of the prospective in-laws. But dropping off Sena is now a more important mission than breakfast, finally Adit happily skipped breakfast noodles fried mawut mainstay Bu Retna and just sipped a glass of warm milk.
"Mom, Adit went to take Sena to Bandung."
"Wouldn't get a driver? Get in the wind, Dek, son of a man."
"Busan Papa's phone, on the toll there was an accident, the driver also fell down right after the car so can not deliver."
"Indeed you want Sena's bell."
Princess is back. A brother's mouth seems to be created for julid to sister.
"That's called the windfall of anak sholeh Mbak. A soul mate is nowhere."
"I'm aamiin-in, let you be cool."
The princess spoke with a mocking face.
"Breakfast first."
"Later, afraid of being late."
"How many hours do you expect?"
Adit didn't answer the bad signal from Bu Retna.
"Breakfast is only five minutes, I'm tired of cooking from dawn not eaten."
Ms. Retna resumed her unanswered sentence Adit.
Unable to argue finally Adit took fried noodles sauteed with rice, vegetables, and various seafood on his plate.
"You have to love yourself more than anyone. Must take care of health. What about piye?"
Seeing Ms. Retna nagging, the Princess did not dare to talk much and harm Adit.
"Be careful to bring the bike, if sleepy or tired of rest first. Better late as long as it's safe. Bandung's over a hundred kilos."
No matter what Miss Retna says, but her words are indeed a warning that should be of concern to Adit. A sign of a mother's love for a child.
After breakfast, Adit split the street into Sena's house with an optimistic smile. Together with Sena Adit often felt flowers blooming in his heart.
Adit saw the clock, it took 35 minutes to get to Sena's house by riding the panigale he bought before leaving for Japan. According to the calculation, with the skill of riding a motorcycle before going to Japan should be the distance of his house to the house of Sena can be reached in 20-25 minutes. Because for almost a year Adit did not drive a motorbike, the speed of Adit motors decreased. (panigale: one of the ducati motor series)
"Lumayan."
35 Minutes is good, as a warm-up before going to Bandung.
Once Adit reached the home of the prospective in-laws, without waiting for long he and Sena immediately set out to shorten the time so as not to be late.
"This is your bike?"
Mr. Romi willingly postponed leaving for the hospital to leave Sena directly to Adit. While Bu Lia had already left because there was a morning class.
"Yes Pah."
Although Mr. Romi is not a member of the motorcycle club, but a little bit he knows the expensive motorbike. Because instinctively, most men love motorcycles. The difference is the presence or absence of funds and time that supports.
"new? Very kinclong."
"Lumayan Pah, buy before going to Tokyo. Kilometres are new fibersusan, just dipake here and here."
"Later Papa can pinjem, the motorbike to the hospital."
Adit laughs. Mr. Romi's response was beyond Adit's expectations.
"Boleh Pah. Adit to Japan, the bike is simple here only if Papa wants to use."
"Ih don't have to. Inget wants to be a grandfather, Pah."
"Lho is why? Want to be a grandpa can't get a motor?"
"Papa asked to buy it to Brother. He also wanted to buy a motorbike for Yoga lectures. Buy it for my sister, too, he said. All Papa asks to buy."
"Good idea."
Mr. Romi laughed while rubbing Adit's shoulder, while Adit smiled meaningfully.
Mr. Romi is grateful to have children and prospective daughters-in-law who can be independent at a young age. Adit and Rama are more fortunate because they have family privileges, of course, Rama and Adit are easier to get material success than friends his age who have to start from scratch.
After saying goodbye, Adit took a swing so that Sena held her waist.
"Bismillah."
The route that Adit chose was to pass through Cikampek, Purwakarta and Padalarang. PerkirannSena hopes that the lecturer will be drawn to come or not present. Because if you see the possibility of maps Sena and Adit to Bandung more than 10 hours.
"Ready?"
"Who is to KUA?"
"Lecture first, go back to college to KUA."
Adit smiled, rubbing the head of Sena whose chin was right above Adit's left shoulder.
Sena tightens a hug around Adit's waist, enjoying first-hand experience at kabogoh bells.
Duh, the world belongs to both !
