
The breeze this morning infiltrated the sidelines of the glass window that Al accidentally opened, making gray curtains flow like waves on the beach.
The expected sunlight can warm, as if reluctant to come out. Change the black clouds that are ready to drop rain drops.
It was a grey week, that was the right word for Al this morning. He saw a cell phone that had been lying on the nightstand since last night. Silence without sounding.
'He didn't reply to my chat at all.' Thought in the heart.
"In fact, just read it not." He murmured himself while making sure the two check marks had not changed color.
The majestic, valiant landscape of the peak of Merapi seems to be saddened to hear the complaints of single men sitting pensively on a recliner, the most comfortable place since childhood with his late father.
Yes .. tok .. yes ..tok ...
There was an irregular knock that blew his daydream.
"Papa." Nindya's tiny voice.
Al got away from the nightmare that had been looming over him this morning.
"Yes dear." He carried the funny boy.
"We play yuk, said Eyang Papa libul hali this." Cedal is adorable.
"Well, what's Nindya going to play ?"
"When can rain ?"
"Don't dong, Nindya's gonna catch a cold." This time it was Eyang Arum who answered.
"Tu, listen to Eyang."
"After all, Nindya has taken a bath, is already fragrant, beautiful again. Cook for rain water toys." Said Eyang reminded again.
Raining ?
Yeah, it's starting to rain outside. A divine gift that some humans sometimes do not appreciate.
"But Dya bosen playing transparent at home." Whining again.
Nindya's age is indeed starting to prefer activities outside the home.
'If only today the weather was supportive, I would definitely take you and Eyang to the halfway house.' The heart of Al.
"Later on, son, wait for the rain to stop. Then we go for a walk." Persuade Eyang.
"Hole, let's go to Mama ya Eyang."
Al and Bunda Arum looked at each other. They understood who 'Mama' Nindya meant. Not a pilgrimage to Mama Kinan's grave, but to the place where Mama can still joke.
"Beautiful, we eat yuk first." Invite Mbak Watik, a part-time worker who helps Mother Arum take care of homework and care for Little Nindya.
"Eyang, Dya mamam duyu yes." Pamitnya take mbak Watik to his favorite place. The park in the middle room is equipped with various educational toys.
Likewise with Mother Arum and Al who also enjoy breakfast in the morning, accompanied by the melodious rhythm of the rain water.
"Al."
"Yes Mother."
"Anita how are you ?"
'Tumben-tumbenan Mother asked anita ?' Ask Al in my heart.
"Anita ?"
"Yes, the girl who lives in the halfway house. He still works at your company, doesn't he ?"
"Oh, yes." Reply staggered.
"She's a good girl Al. Mother wants, sometime we invite her to eat at home."
"What's Mother made ?"
"Don't you see how Nindya behaves when she meets him."
"Hhhhmmmm, yes Mother." Al took a long breath.
"Give Dya a chance to feel a Mother's affection."
"I mean Mother ?"
"Mother sure, you understand what Mother means."
Mother's answer made Al have to think longer. A companion, that's what Mother asked. But until now, not a single woman has been able to melt her heart.
"Mother also wants to see you happy, son. And happiness for Mother, is not your success in mere effort. But also pure happiness from here." He said again, pointing to the chest of Al as the heart word in question.
There was nothing else Al could say. Not that he does not want to marry, but there is nothing right to be his companion.
Man is a mysterious creature, others cannot guess what he feels. But a mother, sometimes can feel the anxiety that her children are experiencing.
Likewise with Mother Arum, do not know exactly what Al wants, but Mother Arum can feel what Al rests.
"Mother in first, son, finish your breakfast."
The gentle pat Mother gave right on the shoulders of her beloved son. As if to say, if 'you can'.
'Maybe I was too pushy, but I think it's time for Al to get his heart set. I don't want him to get late with his work.' He murmured inwardly, when he saw his son silent without comment hearing the advice that Mother gave.
This morning's breakfast was bland, after what he had heard about his mother's expectations.
Al got his phone back. And it's still the same as it was a few hours ago.
His finger was again busy with a six-inch screen in front of his eyes. I don't know what he's looking for with the electronics, so he's forgotten his breakfast.
"Al, Al !"
Mother's screams are shocking.
"What's the Mother ? Is there a problem ?" Welcome Al a little worried.
"We're going to the hospital now." Bring along.
"The hospital ? Who is sick ?"
Not yet Al get an answer, Mother has disappeared behind the door of her room.
According to the orders of Mother Arum, Al immediately changed his clothes more worthy to go to the hospital.
"Watik, leave Nindya, yes, I have a business for a while."
"Good, Mother."
Nindya who used to be left behind, was already comfortable with her babysitter.
"Who's sick, Bun, which hospital ?" Ask Al who does not know who will be Mother besuk.
"Later you will also know, in the hospital 'Sehat Waras'." Answer Mother.
Al was very careful to bring his vehicle. Outside it was raining, the road was slippery. Moreover, many two-wheeled vehicles sometimes do not know the rules.
Arriving at the hospital lobby, Mother went down first and went directly to the information section. While Al still had to turn his vehicle to go to the parking lot.
"Good day Mother, how can we help you ?" Ask an officer in the information section.
"Yes Ma'am, want to ask the patient on behalf of Anita, where are treated ?"
"So soon, Mom, we'll check first."
There was a keyboard keyboard that was being pressed. Mother waited patiently. Sometimes his eyes go out. Just make sure that his son is not stray after parking his vehicle.
"I'm sorry, because it's been a long wait." Said the information officer.
"For a patient on behalf of Ms. Anita, currently being treated in jasmine room number three." Continue to give evidence.
"Okay, thank you very much."
"Together Mother."
At the same time, Al was behind Mother.
"We're going to jasmine room number three, son."
As per the instructions given and based on the directional signs on the information board, Al easily got the room they were looking for.
"There Mother."
"Yes, son."
Al counted down the number listed on the board above the door, as he walked into the hallway of jasmine room.
"Number three, this is my son."
"Yes Mother."
Al said after finding the space they were looking for.
The steps are getting lighter, as if there is a magnetic field that forces Al's feet to enter the room immediately. Although he did not know for sure, who exactly was behind the room jasmine number three.
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