Miss Yeti is No Ordinary PSK

Whose Number

Time is like a wheel that is constantly running, heading to the destination, which will lead us to what we want.

The rotation of that wheel, about its speed and slowness, also depends on us controlling it ourselves.

What happens to us depends on what we do.

It doesn't take much to look at other people, if it will slow down the path we are doing.

It is better to focus, on the goals we have made. To be sure, there is intention, work, and optimism, with what we do will bring success.

If others are able, chances are we will also be able to, albeit at different times than the person.

Believe in what we have in ourselves. Just leave everything to God. Because God will never let His people, try without any result.

Although, the result is not the same as we want, but believe me, there will be another success, which has been prepared by God, for ourselves. It is possible, in other places and fields, with a more appropriate time according to God.

*****

The anxiety experienced by Yati, it was clear, because what he was doing, was not finished. He daydreams more, than he gets the job done, which he has to do.

Mbok Minah shook her head, looking at the state of her grandson. But the guess is wrong, because it's not about his father, Mr. Wasito, who made Yati upset like that.

But a phone call from Mr. Akihiko, who asked Yati to return to the city was what made him what he is today.

"Nduk," said Mbok Minah slowly.

Yati was silent and did not reply or look, when called by mbok Minah.

"Mother. Yati."

Mbok Minah called back. But this time, by touching the shoulders of his grandson, to be immediately aware of his daydream.

And the touch of Mbok Minah's hand on his shoulder, made Yati aware.

Yati looked surprised, and quickly turned her head towards the side, where Minah was standing nearby.

"Eh, i_iya Mbok. What's up?" ask Yati nervously.

"Opo dream? why meneng wae Ket want." (dreaming because what? just shut up now )

"Emhhhh, mboten nopo2 Mbok. Oh yeah, masake sampun?" (It's okay, Mbok. Is the cooking done? )

Yati smiled awkwardly, because it turns out he forgot, if he was slicing vegetables, which will be cooked by mbok Minah.

So, where might mbok Minah be finished with the cooking, if the vegetables just have not been finished sliced by Yati. "Oh yes. Sorry-sorry Mbok," said Yati, nervously. Because it was finally discovered too, if he was daydreaming himself from earlier.

Mbok Minah smiled, hearing an apology from Yati. Especially when Yati reddened her face, because she was embarrassed, with what she asked, even though she herself had not finished translating her work.

"Not to think about. Just go, what is. If you want to rest or stop, don't force it. It's not good, if we have to force ourselves, for what we have to do."

Yati was stunned for a moment, hearing the advice of Minah mbok, which was not said clearly, what she wanted to tell Yati.

Finally, Yati could only smile, after a while later, when she realized, what Minah said to her earlier.

"Yes Mbok. Mature suwun." (Thank you )

*****

A week later, Yati finally returns to the city, where she usually works all this time.

He couldn't possibly ignore the call from Mr. Akihiko. Because without Mr. Akihiko too, Yati could not have met his mother, although everything could be said as a mere coincidence.

And just a day later, after Yati went back to the city, Mr. Wasito, came again to Mbok Minah's house, looking for the whereabouts of his son, Yati.

Tok tok!

Tok tok!

Mr. Wasito knocked on Mbok Minah's door several times, but it turned out, Mbok Minah actually turned away from the back of Mr. Wasito.

"Njeh, monggo." (Yes, please )

Mr. Wasito turned his head back, and found the whereabouts of the host.

"Bakeng kebon niku." (From the garden)

Mbok Minah answered a question from Mr. Wasito, pointing towards the small garden next to his house.

Mbok Minah house is not big, but also not small. It is also not modern. Almost the same as the houses of other residents, who are in this village.

But because Yati can already make a lot of money to take care of this house, be a simple house mbok Minah looks better and cleaner, compared to the houses around it as well.

Finally, Mbok Minah invited Mr. Wasito to enter the house.

But because Mr. Wasito came alone, he just sat around in a bamboo chair, which was on the front porch of the house.

Mbok Minah is not forcing either. Moreover, Yati was also no longer home. The granddaughter had gone to town again, yesterday morning.

"Sorry Mbok. Is Yati around?" asked Mr. Wasito, who asked where his son was.

"Well sorry, sir. Yati is not home. He's back in town. He works there." Mbok Minah answered a question from Mr. Wasito, who finally felt disappointed, because he could not meet his son this time.

"When did he leave Mbok?" ask Mr. Wasito again. Asking the time for Yati to leave for the city.

"Wing tomorrow Sir. Niki ya wes press neng town." (Year morning Sir. Now we are in town )

The disappointment felt by Mr. Wasito, was evident from his grim-looking face.

But, when he asked, where Yati's address lived in the city or workplace of his son, mbok Minah could not answer it.

Mbok Minah does not know, where Yati lives, if it is in the city. Where is the location of the Japanese restaurant, where Yati works, mbok Minah also does not know.

So, Minah could not give much help, to Mr. Wasito, who wanted to meet with his son.

Actually, Mr. Wasito wants to take Yati to Singapore. Just as he said yesterday-yesterday when he met his son, and found out that, his mother Yati was gone. His tomb is in Singapore.

"Did Mbok have Yati's phone number?"

Finally Mr. Wasito found a way to contact his son. He asked Mbok Minah, Yati's mobile number, who he could call later.

Mbok Minah finally smiled, when she realized that now, everything can be done remotely, because of the ease of communicating by phone and also the sophistication of others.

With pleasure, Mbok Minah gave the phone number Yati, to Mr. Wasito. Yati's biological father, who was only discovered a few weeks ago.

Mr. Wasito was also pleased. Because he was finally able to get the phone number of Yati, his son, whom he had just found out about.

Thus, he can call his son, for him to take to Singapore, or other needs.

Apparently, Mr. Wasito wanted to make amends for his past mistakes by approaching his son.

He did not want to lose the chance, to be able to get the attention of Yati.

*****

In the city, Yati is getting ready, to set off for a Japanese restaurant, where Mr Akihiko's office is also there.

She likes to comb her hair, when her phone rings.

Cluntang Clunting!

Cluntang Clunting!

Yati glanced at the phone screen. There was an incoming call, but he didn't know who was currently calling him.

So, Yati ignored the phone call, so the phone no longer makes a sound.

But it turns out, not long after, his cellphone was clinking again.

And Yati was annoyed, so she pressed the red button, to reject the phone call.

Shortly after, a message came in, from the number that had called.

The moment Yati opened it, she widened her eyes, because there was a message from someone, whom she could not wholeheartedly accept, of her existence. In Yati's own life.