
This morning I followed Auntie's path to warteg. One of the businesses in Aunt Sri. I've heard stories of people in the village that aunty has a restaurant and three newsstand. But ironically, it has been three days I stayed here just to buy a piece of my favorite tempe also reasoned. I became negative thinking and believing the gossip of aunty neighbors.
30 Minutes later I arrived at Warteg. Until here I was told to clean again, even though my sweat was not dry.
"Sorry Mom, I ate bread first, yes" I had not had time for breakfast, because it was in a hurry," I said. Before leaving I had bought a package of bread for two thousand in the front stall.
"Everything if work is not slow," now there is no time to eat..!!
"Work chipp! customers will come!! said cynical. I immediately did my job. My stomach is hungry because I didn't eat last night.
O Allah. strengthen me, if my work is one of worship I sincerely, strengthen O Allah..
" Mother Sri, who is this? ask Mother Fat mother who passed in front of the warteg. This is a scrubber at home, I bring it here aja. not good enough than pay people.Aunte answered innocently. I walked into the kitchen there were 2 mothers who were cooking part.
"Eh neng who? ask one of my mothers.
"I'm Lastri ma'am." I held out my hand. I'm Om Bambang's nephew" I said introduce myself.
"I'm Ijah Neng and this is my friend Tintin."
"Oh, geulies pisan the tea wooer."
"Hehe I can" I chatted while cleaning the kitchen.
"That's the sable teu sakola?
"School ma'am but it's still a holiday."
"But it's easy si eneng at home, yes," oruh Ibu Sri orangna tea ferociously pissaan..
"Heh heh! ngapa! you guys ask for work instead on chatting !! Aunty has begun to act it turns out not only at home here is also the same.
At eight o'clock, the customers have already started rame. The factory workers start breakfast, from sweet tea, coffee, milk, not a few also that breakfast rice. I did not stop working all day with my bread, I just ate the dzuhur time while praying. Magrib I arrived at the House cooking and rubbing clothes.
*****
A week passed by Junior High School there is a road event. This is the last day they met. There will be seven buses. Lastri's friends were confused looking for Lastri, because he was about to leave, Lastri had not come.
"Wid you're closer to home," Cook doesn't know where Lastri is? ask Yanty.
"If I had known not dodol !! Widodo mukulan yanti arm.
"We just ask Mr. Arman," really yes said Resty. Widodo replied, they left the parking lot to the office but just a few steps someone approached him.
"Why the hell on tense? tanya Dina who just got out of the car with her brother Dimas.
"Lastri Nyari? cook at this hour has not come, replied Yanti. When listening to their conversation, many irregularities that occur between Lastri and Arman. Last week when the farewell pastri was crying, in addition to the current Lastri was not present at the farewell event. Much is being thought of but yes! that's their business.
After delivering Dina Dimas immediately left at this time he did not want to meet Arman. During this month either Karna was busy or Arman never went to his house and vice versa.
" Din I'm back first ya.." heart on the road, later in the afternoon if it's up to the phone ya.." later I pick up.
"Yes, replied Dina.
" The three friends of Lastri without having to go to the office turned out that Mr. Arman had arrived in the parking lot. The committee entered the bus to assist the children one by one.
"Sorry Mr. Arman" until now Kok Lastri is not present, yes.possibly you know Pastri where is it?" ask widodo politely.
"So you want to ask me? pastri never said it was the same.
"No sir" the three of them answered.
"He was gone a week ago, Arman said. Actually I want to ask you guys but it turns out you guys don't know either. Arman is frustrated.
"I've asked his family" but they've covered it up." We're looking for the same tomorrow. Now we get on the bus." said Mr. Arman.
"This must be because of Tatri !! Resty looked at Mr. Arman annoyed, let's say it's not polite with the teacher if it's wrong, Resty thought wrong.
"Restiny ! Widodo gestured for Resty to shut up. Resty then left them.
Children rejoice in the bus as they sing while the sound is like a broken cassette. Usually Lastri class is always him and Widodo who perform, but the absence of Lastri Widodo is like losing his teeth. Boro Boro singing talking was lazy.
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At Lastri's.
"Sir why was Lastri let go? I'm disappointed in Santi." You believe more in the same people you don't know than I do." Does Santi know what kind of situation Lastri is? In Jakarta it's hard mbak, although Lastri is a strong boy, but still Lastri is a girl and still a child." We should have protected him. Sorry, I'm not afraid of nakuti mbak santi." but with the departure of Lastri.I'm like losing hope" I've had a lot of plans for the strand. But like Santi forgot me, if Santi told me in advance I would be persistent in preventing it. Susi's mother is disappointed with Santi's mother how not? Lastri was like his own son.
"Hiks hyks..Forgive me ma'am" as a mother, inner contact is always there." But my husband always calls Bambang. He said Lastri was fine. I banned it yesterday ma'am" but Lastri was determined what can I do? hyx.
"Oh yeah, let's just pray" I hope Lastri's okay."
"I say goodbye first yes mbak" can I ask no hp Bambang?
" Oh ma'am, just a second" Miss Santi went inside and came back out carrying a piece of paper and handed it to Ms. Susi.
At home, Susi saw her son had gone home from school and was watching a TV show.
"Where's Mah? ask Doni.
"From the House of Lastri Don, replied Ms. Susi lethargic.
Doni then went after his mother who was going to the bathroom.
"Why are you glad about Lastri? Ask Doni enthusiastically.
"Later Mama's story now mama wants to go to the bathroom and pray Ashar first. Susi's mother immediately took an afternoon bath and prayed Ashar. After praying Susi's mother met her son.
"This is No Pak Bambang, try gih" in contact. said Bu Susi.
"Pak Bambang who is mah? ask Doni.
"He's the Lastri."
Kriing keiing
"Hallo's? the voice over there.
"Hallo sir" can I talk to Mr. Bambang? Doni blinked to his mom.
"Oh yeah...Me alone," I'm talking to who is this?
"I'm Doni Om, Pastri's brother."
"I'm sorry to know that Lastri doesn't have a sister named Doni."
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