Miss Yeti is No Ordinary PSK

Miss Yeti is No Ordinary PSK
Yati Happiness



A month later, Yati was home. In the village, along with Mbok Minah.


Now, he's back in charge of the clothing store, which yesterday was on his son, Mr. RT, with the employees he recruited from the girls, the neighborhood boy at home.


"Mr. Ma'am Yati, there's a guest."


One of the store clerks, looking for Yati, who was in a separate room.


"Guests?" asked Yati, who could not be heard clearly by her employees earlier.


"Where's the man?" ask Yati, about the guest who was notified by his employees.


"There's near Mbak's stake room" the person who told Yati.


Finally Yati stood up from her seat, then walked outside the room. He went to the place where his guest was waiting.


From a distance, there was the back of a man, who according to Yati looked familiar in his eyes.


And only when in a closer distance, Yati can only recognize who the man is.


The deg!


"Mr Wasito."


Yati mentioned one name, who from yesterday wanted to be contacted by Yati himself. Unfortunately, shame and prestige still controlled his heart and mind.


"Mother. Yati."


Mr. Wasito turned his head, when he heard his name mentioned by someone, who he wanted to meet a long time ago.


A biological child, whom he never knew his whereabouts and circumstances. And at the time of meeting, he was not able to just embrace it, wholeheartedly, because of the rejection made by his son.


"How are you, sir?" sapa Yati, with a short chat, by asking her own father.


As it turns out, Yati still can't beat her own ego, to acknowledge Lord Wasito as her father. In front of his person directly.


When the truth happens is, Yati misses her father very much.


He wanted to call him father.


But somehow, every time it was in front of his person, his tongue could not say the word father.


Yati herself was confused by what had happened to herself. He could not express, what he felt, when he met his own father. Mr. Wasito.


"Dad... Good dad. You yourself how's Nduk?"


A few seconds later, when Mr. Wasito finished asking, Yati hit his father with tears.


Yati cried as she pleased, with a sense of haru, which she could not reveal to her father.


Mr. Wasito also greeted his son's embrace quickly. He felt very happy, because in the end, his son, Yati, was willing to accept the fact that, he was his own biological father.


"Sir..."


Mr. Wasito's words, no longer continued, because of the tightness he had felt earlier, made it difficult to say something. There was a kind of large stone, which made his chest feel crowded.


"Dad..."


As it turned out, Yati also felt the same way, as felt by her father, Mr. Wasito.


His own chest felt tight, so he could not say, what he wanted to say. There was only the sound of her sobbing, which was heard on the chest of Lord Wasito.


After a while later, Yati's cries began to subside. It gradually stopped, then released its embrace on Lord Wasito.


"Ma_sorry. Shirt Tu_tuan..."


"Dad Nduk."


Mr. Wasito cut out Yati's sentence, which was hard to call himself father.


"Yes Well... Father."


Bruk!


Mr. Wasito, instead of hugging Yati, while holding back, so as not to cry.


Something he wanted to hear for several months was, his son, Yati, wanted to call himself a father.


Acknowledging that he was, is, as a father of his son.


Now, the happiness of the two, really feels complete. Moreover, when Mr. Wasito said that, he had already bought a house, as well as a shop, in his area Yati.


Although the house and shop of Mr. Wasito is not in the village of Yati, but they are in one sub-district.


Yati's clothing store, with Mr. Wasito's shop, is also not in the same area.


Different place. Because the clothing store belongs to Yati, Ada is not far from the sub-district market. While the fabric store and daily necessities owned by Mr. Wasito, there is a large market in the district.


From the story told by Mr. Wasito himself, the hotel and also his shops, he had collapsed.


After flattening the land, then the land was sold, to the businessman, who was doing the construction of a factory in his area.


His shops, which were elsewhere, were sold as well. He wants to move out of the city, and start a new life, near his son. Although I can't stay in one house.


Mr. Wasito did not force his son to live with him. Enough to live together in one city, it has relieved Mr. Wasito.


"Dad is old Nduk. I'd like to comply with your request. I know, it's not easy. But since this is a kindness to my own father, I will keep trying, to get used to this new life."


"Thank you Dad" said Yati, then hugged her father back.


*****


"Mbc. Mum!"


Yati had just come and got out of the car, but impatiently, called Minah.


He was really happy with what happened today. That is why, he wants to share happiness with mbok Minah.


The old man, who had always been kind to him, despite Yati himself, was nothing mbok Minah.


"What's Nduk?"


In a hurry, mbok Minah came out of the house, as her name was called by Yati earlier.


Mbok Minah thought that something happened to her grandson.


"Mmd!"


Yati called back to him, then hugged him tightly.


"Mbc. Yati is feeling so happy today."


Mbok Minah thought if, her grandson was happy because the store was selling well, and made a big profit.


But it didn't. All of this has nothing to do with the clothing store and the sales that make a profit.


"Had the bestseller Nduk?"


"It has nothing to do with the store and the sale of clothes in the store Mbok."


"Well, continue to opo Nduk?" asked Mbok Minah, who was confused, by what Yati said.


"Dad Mbok. Father."


Yati could not continue her sentence, as her chest again felt tight.


The happiness that he just felt, was felt as if it was being felt by Yati at this moment. This Dsn was the first time Yati felt something of happiness that was not the same as usual.


"Dad? You mean Mr Wasito Nduk?"


Mbok Minah, asked about the question related to the word father, which was said by Yati, and did not continue the sentence.


Yati could not answer questions from mbok Minah. He could only nod, holding back the tears of happiness he felt.


It really feels different to any other happiness.


And Yati knows very well, if this is because she's trying to forgive her father. Accepting the fact that, his father is indeed not the same as he imagined.