Merapi Never Ingkar Janji 2 (The Return of the Sultan)

SS. 15. The Longs of the Past

The sunshine is so bright greeting. Warming up every life on this earth.

I don't know where the feeling of pleasure in Anita's heart came from this morning. The smile was so sweetly fluffy, soothing every eye that looked on.

"Oh, Mom's son looks so happy." Sapa Bu Ranti when she saw Tata preening while humming.

"Yes Ma'am, Alhamdulillah Boss Tata likes cakes made by Tata. And Ma'am Nia said, He wants to order again in large portions." Happy answer.

"Oh yes, thank goodness then. Sons of Sholehah." Bu Ranti's comment gently rubbed his head.

But the gentle rubbing stopped when Tata sat back pensive.

"Why Nak ? Is there something you're thinking about ?"

"Yes Buk, Tata remembers uncle. Ever since Tata got out of the house, Tata never knew how uncle was doing now." He nodded sadly.

"Why doesn't Tata just go see Uncle at home ?" Said Bu Ranti giving a suggestion.

"That's the problem, ma'am. Uncle is still outside of Java. He got a three-year contract from the company he worked for."

"Yes, I pray that Uncle will always be healthy and in protection - Him."

"Aamien."

Bu Ranti did not ask much about her Bulek or Tata family other than her Uncle. Because a little bit, Tata had told me, how he finally met him and was in this place.

Just like Miss Ranti who lost her child's love. Either because of forgetting or maybe it was deliberately left on the road.

If remembered - remember again, will make the heart hurt. But as a mother, keep praying good things for her children.

"Actually, I also miss Astrid and Bulek Bu. But do they want to accept me to visit ?" Tanya Tata asked for consideration.

"Son, whatever they've done to you, keep in touch. Go, son, show your good intentions. Hopefully with your present presence, your Bulek is aware and will accept you back home."

"Yes Bu, later after meeting with the big boss, Set permission to Bulek house huh Bu ? But before that Tata will go on a pilgrimage first to the graves of Father and Mother. Only then did Tata pay a visit to Bulek's house."

"Yes, I always support whatever Good Order thinks. Someday, I'm sure Tata will be a great man." Sincerely prayer.

"Amien, thank you for your prayers, ma'am."

Anita hugged the warm old woman sitting next to her. From the beginning they met, as if there was already a bond of affection between the two of them.

"The word to go to work first Buk." Pamitnya while reaching for hands that have begun to wrinkle eaten that age.

"Be careful on the road, son."

"Yes Buk, Assalamu'alaikum."

"Wa'alaikumsalam."

'The more beautiful you are, boy. Patience and sincerity make you stronger to face the rigors of life.' Mumam Bu Ranti, while delivering Anita's departure with a new motorbike, the results of her efforts, until out of sight.

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That afternoon, still the same as the previous days, Tata carried out his duties diligently.

"Ta, today Mr. Al came a little late. Because he has an event out of town. So he's asking to meet tomorrow or the day after before office hours are over." Nia said she gave information.

Tata just agreed on what Nia said. In accordance with the orders of his boss.

"Iyeesss !" Reply spontaneously.

"Why ?" Ask Nia astonished.

"It's okay, Mother, heheheh..."

'I can go early to visit the graves of my father and mother today.' Mumbled.

'His name is also Boss, he likes to meet at any time with his subordinates, let alone the lowest subordinates like me.' Thought in the heart.

A long awaited coincidence. Tata still had too much time to go visit the graves of her parents.

This time, Tata could linger pouring out the heart in the vortex of his Father and Mother. Like the days before he grew up.

Only difference, if he used to cry more. But now, Tata was more grateful and smiling.

"Eh Cah Ayu, how long has Nduk not been seen ?" Sapa Mbah Jarwo, funeral caretaker.

"Yes Mbah, now Tata's working." Tata approached the old man as he exited the cemetery.

"Thank God Nduk, Mbah was glad to hear it."

"Oh yes Mbah, this is a little sustenance. May Mbah accept."

It has become a habit, every visit to the tomb of Father and Mother, he always brought something to Mbah Jarwo.

"Thank God, thank you Nduk. May all affairs be spared, and the provision be spared."

"Amien."

"The main prayer, may Allah bring the soul mate Nduk Tata closer."

The prayer of Mbah Jarwo. Although inwardly, he himself did not know, what kind of man exactly did he like.

"Then, the saying goes first Mbah."

"Yes Nduk, heart on the road. Hail bua Paklekmu Arman, long time no see." His shouting.

"God willing to be Mbah." Tata just smiled and didn't want to tell much.

"Yes, the afternoon rush. Looks like the sky's cloudy, afraid it's raining."

"Regih Mbah, Tata bamit nggeh Mbah. Assalamu'alaikum."

"Wa'alaikumsalam."

Gini he continued his journey towards Bulek's house. The house that actually belongs to him. A house full of memories, the relics of both parents.

Arriving there, the house that looks unkempt, so quiet.

Tok ... tok ...

"Assalamu'alaikum Bulek." Tap it while saying hello.

But the mood is still quiet.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Astrid." Tata repeated it once more, but this time it was her cousin's name that she called.

"Blogo ... Nduk Tata's."

Tata turned his head, there was Bude Atun who said his name.

"Bude mountain, bade sowan Bulek, nopo sami action nggeh ?" Tanya Tata with smooth Javanese language and polite attitude.

"Wow, Bude doesn't know either. But it looks so Nduk. Because it's been three days, your Bulek is not surprised by his voice." So bright Bude Atun.

"Oh, uh Bude. The quintents follow the coffers ngggeh Bude ?"

"Bude ora gatekne yo Nduk. Tour Bulekmu yo ora rasanan arep lungo ngandi." Bude Atun replied as it were.

"Sek - sek Nduk, try not takokne mbak Sri." His concentration turned to a female figure whom he called mbak Sri.

"Sri." Call her.

"Ngopo Bude."

"Sek to mandegko. Just stop for a second."

At Bude's request, Sister Sri stopped her bike.

"What's Bude ?"

"Where are you in Bulek Rukmini's eye, where are you going ?" Ask bude to the point.

"Rukmini Island ? No, that's Bude, but..." He remembers - remembers.

"Eh, but at that time I met Bulek Rukmini as Astrid went with a travel to it."

'Travel bag ?'

Tata who had just been silent, listening to their conversation, now followed the comments in his heart.

'Where are they going ?' Whisper Tata in the heart.

"You didn't ask, where are they going ?"

"No." Answer's short.

"Yo wes, suwun yo."

"Enggeh Bude, let's Ma'am Tata." Pamit Mbak Sri back pedaling his bike.

"Reg, monggo."

"Nobody's on that Nduk." Bude.

There was compassion from his tone of speech.

"Remember, gakpapa Bude. Then I say goodbye to Bude."

"Yes Nduk, hearts on the road ya."

His arrival this time did not yield any results. I don't know where the Bulek is going at the moment. To be sure, Tata will return one day.

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