
I dreamed of Riki maybe because I felt guilty about rejecting the child's desire to see his work.
"It seems, tomorrow morning I have to look at the child's work while giving Nur's toy to him." I said to myself while washing my own face.
"You want to go to the bathroom too, Mom?" my broom at Mas Diki which suddenly flashed behind me. When it's midnight, I'm more comfortable using the bathroom with the door open. After all, there is no one else but my muhrim in this house.
I rushed out of the bathroom because I wanted to give my husband a chance to use the bathroom.
"Please, Mum!" I said while coming out of the bathroom.
"Loh??" I was amazed that there was no one in the bathroom door nor in the kitchen. Realizing that, I immediately ran away from the bathroom to my room. My husband still snores in front of the television.
*
The next day Mas Diki left early because there was an appointment with one of the customers in the market. Shortly thereafter, Nur also went to school. I am alone in this house. Fortunately, I had my dishes and clothes cleaned all this morning when Mas Diki and Nur were taking a bath, so I did not have to linger in the kitchen anymore.
"Oh, yes, I'll give you a toy for Riki!" I cried to myself.
After remembering that, I immediately picked up the crackle in the living room for me to take to Clara's house.
Clara opened the door for me as soon as I knocked on the door and said hello at the door.
"What do you need, Mother?" tannya
"I want to see Riki, Clar." I replied.
"Duh, Ma'am don't be affected by the boy's talk. He was always so towards people he just met." Clara said as if it was bad to bother me.
"No, Clar. I deliberately came here to give my son's childhood toys to Riki." I replied.
"There's a lot, yes, Ma'am. Let me love those toys to him later" Clara said.
"May I give this toy to the child myself?"
Clara was stunned by my words. His sharp eyes stared at my net.
"OK, I call Riki now," he said as he stepped inside. I cheered happily at Clara's reply. I know Clara doesn't want me to be close to her son. Maybe he has no answer to reject me. Well, even if I had to stand at the door without him telling me to go inside, I'm glad Clara finally let me meet her son, Riki.
A few minutes I waited for Clara at the door. Finally, about ten minutes later, something appeared in front of me.
"Budeeee????" yelled the little boy. Clara stood behind the excited Riki.
"ammy!!!!" I answered while tightly hugging his cold-blooded body.
"Bude, what's that? For Riki, huh?" peekkik Riki's.
"Here, bude bring a toy for you. But, this used toy, had a son bude when he was a child. So, there are less functioning normally. You want to take it?" I said as I stared at Riki's eyes and forehead.
"Yes, it's okay, Bude. Riki likes, all these toys. Still good, loh!" he said while taking all the toys out of the crackle.
"Well, there's the police, huh?" screeches again.
"You like police toys?" I asked Riki who was fondling police-shaped plastic toys.
"Like it, Bude!" screeches again.
"When you grow up you want to be a cop?" I asked while looking at him.
Riki suddenly stopped his activities and he looked at me.
"Well, why? Don't you like police-police toys?" many wonder.
"Later Bude will know for himself, why. Now Bude wait here, yeah!" said it.
"Where are you going?" ask me again while staring at the departure of the little boy who ran quickly.
"Wait for that anyway, Bude. Don't go home yet!" the answer I heard.
I stared at the bed nets that border between the living room and the living room. There was no Clara there.
"Perhaps, Clara is taking care of her mother-in-law in the next room" I thought.
For a few minutes, I waited for Riki to return. For some reason while in the rashh Pak RW, the atmosphere of my village feels very quiet. No one walks down the street in this house. Though usually there are residents who pass in front while greeting the people they meet on the side of the road.
"Bude!!!!" Someone's voice was a little loud from behind me
"It's true!!!!" I was spontaneous from shock.
When I turned my head it turned out that Riki was already standing next to me with a flat facial expression. I do not know since when he stood there I do not understand because I am busy daydreaming while staring at the road.
"This you, the sudden appearance makes bude shocked," I rebuked the Clara's son.
"I called Bude early in the morning, but Bude didn't answer. Bude daydreams anyway!" he answered with a smile.
The dimple of this child makes his smile look cute and adorable.
"Oh, bude, I'm sorry, then" I said, setting an example for the little boy in front of me.
"Yes, it's okay Bude." she replied still with a sweet expression on her face.
"Well, this is your work, son?" I couldn't believe what I saw in front of me.
"Saturday!!!! Don't rame-rame, Bude. If you hear me, she can be angry" the boy replied in a whisper.
"Oh, huh? Why should your mother be angry? Your pictures are great, really!" I said trying to straighten out this little boy's thinking.
"Bude doesn't know. She liked it the least when I drew, "he replied.
"Ah, you must be wrong. Your mother was a good woman. He will not be angry with you, let alone the results of your image is very good," I replied again trying to convince Riki.
"Bude believes in me. Bude hadus kept this a secret from mom. If Bude does not want to keep a secret, let me not want to see Bude again," replied the boy while turning his mouth.
"Yes. Bude wants to keep this a secret. Bude doesn't want to until you refuse to meet bude. But Bude wants to ask you, "my answer convinced Riki.
"OK deh. Does Bude want to ask me what I am?" riki asked with a curious face.
I looked at the picture for a moment, then I said.
"Why do you draw a child standing in the rain like this?"
Riki looked at the picture as well. He fell silent and his gaze was fixed on the picture he was holding. It was as if he was thinking of something.
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