Mandul

Chapter 22: Arista's Request

Rangga who heard the sound of his daughter crying immediately rushed towards the middle room. Yuni who just today saw Rangga's face clearly, seemed amazed by the good looks of the twins' widow. 

'O Allah, what a wonderful creation you have, ' he murmured in his heart. "Dedek why mbak?" Asked Rangga who immediately saw his daughter's knee was still bleeding. 

"This is mas, was playing with my sister in the back, I was in the same room Yuni again packed goods, tau-tau dedek called and was hurt," Arsi's explanation made Rangga closed his eyes to Arya. The boy lowered his head as he hooked his ten fingers, his eyes condensing in fear of the papa's anger.

"Huuuuaaaa, sakiiiit maa, huu huu," Arista's cry still went up and down her tone. "Dear, we're doing medicine?" Persuade Arsi while rubbing the back of the little girl who clings like a koala on her body.

"Taakuuut maa hiks .. hiks" answered Arista still crying as he pleased.

"Sister, why does grandpa get hurt like that? You where? Why not take care of me?" The successive questions Rangga gave his son made the clear liquid in Arya's eyes escape from his dam. 

"Yun please bring me the red medicine in the medicine box," pinta Ngarsinah to her best friend who was answered nodding by Yuni. "Be calm first, brother is not wrong, nothing is wrong. Mas had made her afraid," Ngarsinah reminded Rangga gently, and immediately took the body of the little man sitting next to her to enter her arms. 

Arya was slightly jolted with Arsi's embrace which made her comfortable for an instant. "Sorry brother pa, we played earlier, brother did not see adek again say, tau-tau adek has fallen and injured because of the broken flower pots in the backyard." Arya tried to explain to the father what had happened in the back. 

Rangga aligned his body in front of his frightened son in Ngarsinah's arms. The handsome man rubbed his face rough. 

'Arsi, you managed to make my children feel comfortable in your arms, I so want to hug you, hadeehh why I so thought to come here anyway!' muttered the man who was only able to mutter in his heart. 

“Other times sister is more attention yes equally adek, do not cool yourself, sorry papa was already snapped sister, would you apologize papa?” Rangga tried to lower his emotions because he saw his frightened son, the handsome man did not hesitate to apologize to his handsome son. 

Arya immediately poured into his father's arms by holding his hands on the burly neck of his beloved father. “Sorry brother pa, hiks, tomorrow is not so pa,” Ngarsinah who is still busy persuading the little girl who is still crying tears patiently, he said, he smiled looking at the child and the father who were hugging it.  

Yuni took the other side to help persuade the little girl to be treated. The blood that had melted earlier began to dry up and pile up with new blood that was still coming out.     

The persuasive drama is still not finished, making Rangga desperate with the cry of his son who sometimes subsides. While Ngarsinah still tried to persuade in various ways.

Finally Arista started to get tired of crying. His body that was still attached like a koala to Arsi's body, began to weaken and lean resignedly without a fight. Ngarsinah managed to make Arista willing to treat his legs. After a struggle that made the armi veil wet with the tears and snot of the little girl, finally the wound was successfully closed with gauze that had been given medicine on the wound.

The little girl who was crying was finally tired and sleepy. Sometimes Arista still as much as in his sleep. Yuni took a washcloth and basin filled with water, patiently cleaning the face of the little girl who was now beginning to control her heart.  

Ms. Yem and Mr. Slamet were busy cleaning the house, especially the room, seeing that the two boys were getting tired they also invited Arya to take a nap first, later if lunch is ready they will be awakened. 

The little man just nodded and did not let go of his hand which had been holding the tip of Arsi's shirt. After putting the two little boys to sleep, Ngarsinah slowly came down from the bed. The door of the room is opened with the intention of being able to hear when they wake up. 

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Time passed from seconds to minutes and changed hours. Togetherness that is short but gives a deep impression to Rangga, he is like finding a new family that is simple and what it is. 

Now the four of them are ready to return to the city before it gets dark. Arsi and Ms. Yem and Yuni also seemed to tear at each other because they would be separated for a long time. 

"Ndok often come home here yes, this house is also your home dok, mother and father and children already consider you our son, our son, so do not you ever think if you already have nothing here yes," pinta bu Yem to Ngarsinah who will soon settle in the city. 

"Yes ma'am, later if the holidays Arsi will play here, or mother and father who go to the city. Arsi has also considered this family like Arsi's own family mom, mother do not be sad yes, pray Arsi can be better again and can make father and mother proud." Ngarsinah tried to continue to calm her adoptive mother who had somehow kissed her face. 

Now his embrace moved on Yuni. The girl again cried because when she was sad at this time, actually she really needed the shoulder of her best friend to lean on for a moment. But life has to go forward and look ahead, what happened yesterday will all be a lesson for the next life. 

"That I might someday wish to pit my fate in the city with you would you mind me hitchhiking in your house?" Yuni asked after stretching out her embrace. "Yun, we are brothers, not just friends, whenever you want to go there the door is always open for you, and never hesitate when you have decided to move to the city. God will not change the fate of a people, if they do not try hard to change it," Ngarsinah's long answer followed by a quote from God's Word makes the hearts of the Yuni calm and happy. 

Rangga who listened to the sentence was increasingly amazed by the figure of Ngarsinah. 'Mistakenly my daughter nyomblangin I am the same beautiful widow candidate, O Allah as much as I can have it, ' Rangga was only able to speak in the heart, Rangga was only able to speak in the heart, if the sentence comes out and Ngarsinah is not pleased, then she will be shunned by her future candidates. 

Arista who was still holding hands with Ngarsinah suddenly asked who made Miss Yem and Mr. Slamet look at each other meaningfully. “Mama, go home with a grandpa, if you don't want to, grandpa who came home to mama!” Ngarsinah was a bit confused to answer the question and request the little girl. “Darling, gini deh, later if the mama's house has been settled, dedek can nginep at the mama's house, but there must be permission from papa, agree?” ngarsinah finally found an answer she hoped Arista could understand. 

“Papa should also bobok at home mama, brother too, so dedek can show off with Cintya if now dedek have mom and dad,”

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