LOVE WINARSIH

40. Beringin Village

Utomo woke up when it was still dark that even dawn had not yet said hello. Today he intends to take the first bus that will leave for his hometown.

"Where are you going?" tanya Jaka who just woke up and found Utomo was getting ready with a backpack.

"You go home" replied Utomo briefly with a sullen face wearing his socks.

"Suddenly? What was? Family business?Is it permission to go to the office?" tanya Jaka was astonished.

"You're nyari Winarsih. Yesterday I went to Mr. Hartono's house, he said he no longer works there. Maybe he was in the village. I'm really curious now. Is it possible that he is better in the village, huh Jak? Let me be in the city to make a living for our family later," Utomo said, laughing with his socks in hand.

"Your son is young Ut, don't go crazy now" replied Jaka origin while yawning and scratching his butt covered with a plaid sheath.

"Today I met with Mr. Hartono's son again. Tumben he was not angry I took Winarsih there. He just kept quiet to hear my talk with that nosy security guard."

"You're angry how, wong Winarsihnya no." Jaka Ngeloyor went to the back to take a shower.

"But I must admit. Mr. Hartono's son is very handsome, Jak" Utomo told his best friend who then appeared again with a towel on his shoulder.

"Looky, right? Yes yes. If there is a schedule to follow the same father's office, the female employee has been at the salon from two days before. When his father came down to politics, it was Mr. Dean who wore his handsome party shirt everywhere. Different if we use, "said Jaka excessively.

Cahaya Mas Group, the company where Jaka and Utomo work is one of Pak Hartono's subsidiaries located in Jakarta. Through Jakalah, Utomo got information about where to work for Winarsih at that time.

"I also suspect Winarsih mutusin I have something to do with Mr. Hartono's son. I was writhing something different every man looked at Winarsih. Is Winarsih the handsome son of Dean's?" utomo asked Jaka who was standing in the doorway with a cotton bud in his ear.

"Why Jak, everyone is always looking physical? Just look outside, don't look at his heart?" Utomo again said glare while staring at the ceiling of their house.

"A.ut.. You if you look at people yes must be outside anyway Ut, cook looking at his lungs. Are your eyes X-ray? Yes, I've gone there! Careful, I'll take a shower." Jaka left while wagging his towel as if to drive Utomo away.

After tying his shoelaces, Utomo carried a backpack and walked straight to the intersection of their home road to find the ojek that would take him to the bus terminal.

*******

"Mother.." call Winarsih to Ms. Sumi from the open door.

Departing by night bus, making Winarsih can arrive at his village early in the morning when Bu Sumi has not left for the rice fields.

"Sister.... Older brother.... Ibuuuu.. This is Brother coming home." Yanto who was peeling boiled eggs, immediately jumped up and excited to see the arrival of Winarsih.

"Yanto, Brother Kangen Yanto." Winarsih pulled her sister into a hug. Yanto who was still holding a boiled egg in his hand was instantly speechless seeing his brother cry.

"What's the matter Yan-" said Bu Sumi to a halt upon seeing her daughter's arrival.

The old woman was already wearing a long-sleeved t-shirt and sheer pants, the kind of clothes she always wore while working in the rice fields.

Ms. Sumi approached Winarsih who was still wearing a tote bag and hugged Yanto. His clothes were not far from his feet.

"Why come home all of a sudden?" asked Sumi suspicious looking at her son.

Winarsih released Yanto and immediately cried against his mother. When faced with the woman who gave birth to it, Winarsih's legs immediately limp instantly.

"Sorry Winar Ma'am, sorry Winar. Winar did not listen to Mother's words. Winar brat. I can hit the Winar. I can be angry...." Winarsih's cry was unstoppable.

"You why? Look at mom! Look at Winarsih's mother!" yelling Bu Sumi who immediately understood something was wrong with her son.

"Winar is pregnant Ma'am, Winar is pregnant. Winar apologized," raung Winarsih.

Yanto, who did not understand what was going on, inched closer to his brother and rubbed Winarsih's head in his mother's lap.

"Stupid kid! You stupid kid! What did you tell you? Who did it Vinaaaarrr? Whoa-y?" yelling Bu Sumi while beating her son's body.

"Though Buuuu, my goodness. Maafin Winar's. Winar salaaah." Winarsih further buried her head in Bu Sumi's lap.

"Rise you! Look mother! Answer it! Who did it? Utomo's? He must take responsibility! Why did you come home alone here? He should be the one who prostrated himself at the mother's feet to apologize!" peekik Bu Sumi sniggered.

"Not Ma! Nay! Not the Ut. Don't bring the Ut. He's not wrong." Winarsih got up to look at her mother with both hands cupped begging for mercy.

"Not Mas Ut Bu, this is all Winarsih's fault. Mother don't blame others" lamented Winarsih.

Winarsih held her mother's hand as hard as she could.

"The wrong light Ma'am, forgive Vinaaaar," lamented Winarsih with her yet-to-stop crying.

"You think living a child alone is easy? Who's your baby's father? Speaking to mom! Who's Winarsih?" Ms. Sumi screeched.

Winarsih just cried holding both of her mother's hands.

"You don't pity that your son will be born without a father? You think everything's gonna be easy? Yanto who has two complete parents is always insulted by people from childhood just because he is special. You don't pity your son later Win? You hear mom?" Ms. Sumi cupped her hands together on Winarsih's face, who kept her head down, crying incessantly.

"SHINSIH!! You hear mom???" Ms. Sumi was like a fidelity person because Winarsih who was asked never gave an answer.

"Mommy's just a fool Win. Never been to town at all. I never saw that crowded street light. I think, by letting you go there, I can hear interesting stories when you come back. Mom never asked you to make a living for us here." Sumi said weakly by leaning her head against the wall of the board.

Yanto just silently massaged the shoulders of his brother who was still curled sobbing on the pandan mat.

"How many months is your pregnancy?" ask Sumi.

"Four Bu--- has four months Winar does not come with months" replied Winarsih on the sidelines of his sobbing.

"Soundless child. Mom's stupid too. Dare to let you go to that town alone. You are 21 years old. Who thinks all those people are as smooth as your mind. Where's the man who impregnated you Win? Did she know you were pregnant with her child? Did the man run?" bu Sumi asked in a flat tone and sounded tired.

Winarsih was silent not answering her mother's words at all. He just curled up and began to fall asleep due to the long, tiring journey.

The sun began to rise and the heat stung through the thin zinc that surrounded their homes.

The low-roofed house with a thin zinc felt hot stinging during the day and cold biting at night. While during the rainy season, they must provide several buckets to accommodate each corner of the house that leaks.

Ms. Sumi just silently pegged leaning against the wall outside her house. The sadness and disappointment she felt now, far beyond the sadness she felt at the departure of her husband.

Sumi felt like she failed to be a parent. He was already too tired to cry and beat his son incessantly.

If he continued to question Winarsih that day, he might kill his stubborn daughter instead.

Winarsih sleeps until the afternoon. Yanto woke Winarsih to ask her brother to go clean up and go to his room.

Because since arriving, Winarsih has not shuffled from his position. Sumi's mother, who was pitying but still angry with her child, didn't ignore her at all.

"Sister, it's malem, eat. Sick later. Yanto darling Kkakak. I'm not angry anymore." Yanto shook Winarsih's body.

"What time is this Yan?" ask Winarsih.

"Udah malem," answered Yanto who only knew the instructions for the day were morning, noon and night. The teenager did not understand how to look at the clock.

"Where's mom?"

"Sleeping in the room" Yanto answered again turning his attention to the cinnamon he was cleaning.

Slowly Winarsih got up to the room to look her head inside. Bu Sumi saw sleeping curled up in a position to turn her back to the door.

His stomach was so hungry that his veins felt very sore. Before eating he intended to clean himself first.

The time almost showed at 11pm when Winarsih stretched a thick blanket in front of the television as the base for sleep. He had just stuffed his stomach with a plate of rice and an egg with sambal.

Yanto has been sleeping since last, and Winarsih who usually sleeps with his mother, tonight does not want to disturb his mother who is in a state of anxiety because of the problems she brings.

Winarsih was getting ready for bed. He had changed his clothes with a blue batik negligee.

While lying down, Winarsih stroked her already enlarged stomach. Her tears are flowing again. He intended to sleep for a moment to forget his sadness that day.

But, just as Winarsih was about to close her eyes, her ears heard Utomo's voice calling out to her outside.

"Wins... Veneer...."

The To Be Continued.....