Mother to My Son

AKAASH NASHA RASTA

All the way home everyone's energy was drained. Hasna, who was shocked because she had bought a car, was given a slight drowsy shake, plus a koala boy who had stuck in her chest since returning from the appl* store. It was already past his nap time so it was a bit fussy. The rain sitting alone in the back was engrossed in his new hape.

“Likes the same phone” asked Reza who looked from espionage” Reza smiled to see his son who seemed to focus on surfing with his new gadget.

“Like dong, I have long wanted this phone” answer is short.

‘What's the difference with regular android?” for Reza all mobile phones are the same, only the difference in brand and price. He will of course choose the most famous brand and the latest output because it brings the company image.

“Camera quality, wearable apps and speed in data processing” Rain replied without taking his eyes off his phone.

“The camera quality is as good as what?” ask Reza.

“Hmm... I briefly pointed to” Rain looking for the nearest object, suddenly he smiled

“Hehehe sleeps both” he immediately moves forward. Seen Hasna who slept with mangap and Maura who was sleeping mangap and make the island.

“Hihihi... nice object” Rain directly photographed the mother and child in several poses. He sent it directly to his Papa.

“That I sent to Papi” he was seen laughing himself looking at the photos. Reza opened the message and looked at the photo that Rain had sent when the car stopped due to the traffic light. He immediately smiled, the expression of the mother and child was very cute, there was really no expression of pretence the two seemed to fill each other and needed.

Reza tried to take photos using his phone, it turns out there are differences in color and clarity in the photos taken. So focused on paying attention to the photo he did not realize that the lights were green and the car behind mekson impatiently.

Once in the house the atmosphere felt different, Reza no longer closed and locked the door of his room, several times Hasna saw the door open and Maura went in and out of the room, but Hasna did not want to go far by going into the room even though she knew that Mitha's photos and belongings were no longer there.

There is still a wall that provides distance between him and Reza, whether what is the problem, but for him Reza is like a river that he cannot dive into its depth. There were many things he could not understand and know but he could not get into it. For that Hasna chose not to go too deep, Reza's attitude that tends to be emotional and sometimes seen to make distance makes it more comfortable to be in the safe zone.

That afternoon after a break and shower before the magrib Hasna and the children sat in the family room and watched Maura's favorite TV, Rain was still busy tinkering with his new mobile phone.

“Try us selfi ka.. He said the camera quality is good” Hasna invites Rain to show the quality of the picture of the phone he bought.

Several shots were taken by the two of them, until then Hasna checked the newly taken pictures and it turns out she found a photo as she and Maura slept in the car.

“Kakaaa…. You fad so much, Buna again sleep mangap gini instead taken..dubuh you rich Aurel ajaaa” Hasna immediately screamed to see the disgrace photos are in the photo gallery.

“Heeheheheh do not remove it my property.. This has a selling point if later Buna ngeselin I spread this photo” Rain directly took his cellphone from Hasna's hand. If it's about defending yourself from the most superior Hasna.. He immediately cornered Rain's body so as not to move and began browsing the photos to remove from the gallery.

“Papiiiiii…. Paaappii…. Buna did violent” Rain immediately shouted as her body was under the control of Hasna who was engrossed in deleting all photos.

“Call there Papi…. He will also lose to Buna if stabbed ginih.”

“Because you have made a good name destruction effort.Buna your law is tickled for 5 minutes” Hasna directly tickle Rain who screams because it is not strong.

“Don't Buna…. Forgive me I promise not to take any more photos.. janjaniiiii..hahhahahaha...janjiiiii ..ahhahahaha” Rain immediately gives up. Reza who had just come out of the room heard Rain's screams could only shake his head at the behavior of the two. As Hasna let go of the bend, Rain picked up her phone and ran towards Reza.

“Weeee... photos I've sent to Papi... hahahahha” Rain immediately hid behind Reza while sticking out his tongue. Hasna immediately glared turns out there was a conspiracy while she slept.

“Which hape I want to delete.. If nyimpen a good photo tuh, not aib” photo Hasna immediately approached and raised his hand asking for Reza's phone.

“No disgrace photos, I did not bring hp..gak know earlier where nyimpenya” Reza walk casually to the sofa. Fortunately, he did not bring a phone, was left in the room, and Hasna was unlikely to want to go into his room. Hasna can only glare annoyed, it turns out that father and son like compact when it sucks. Hasna's frustration was cut short when Mbak Jumi came with a large plate of fried bakwan.

“Uwooow bala-bala” shouted Hasna, her irritation instantly vanished seeing her favorite food.

“Oppo heads.. iki bakwan” Mbak Jumi smiled at Hasna who immediately grabbed food on the sofa table.

“Ehhhh... This ma'am where the whimper…. Where is cayenne?” Hasna immediately searched for cayenne pepper which is always a accompaniment when she eats bakwan.

“Laaah kids nda like to eat spicy, sir also nda like it so not brought” Mbak Jumi directly wrinkled not usually provide cayenne pepper in this house, at most they like to be shaken into chili sauce.

“Waaah this mah do not know the story yaaaa.. perilaaa” Hasna immediately shook his head.

“Celita what Buna..” Maura immediately turned his face from the TV when he heard Hasna mention the story

“Buna can not tell if there is no cayenne peppernya .. Buna is afraid later why-napa” Hasna shows a very serious face. Reza just shook his head to see Hasna's behavior, Maura immediately took a serious response to Hasna's remarks.

“Mbak... mola want to take chili walit for Buna” he immediately tugged at Mbak Juma's hand to take him to the kitchen.

“Buna boong's.. Where there is a story about food” Rain with the calm began to eat Bakwan who was at the table with Reza.

“Serah.. this is the story in Sunda... if eating the reinforcements must use whiny if there will be no datengin” said Hasna seriously.

“Don't like the same mystical-mystical story their children will not be able to sleep” Reza instantly cut.

“This is not a mystical story but folklore” can ae Hasna berkilah, which is important today she wants to avenge her frustration about the photo on the father and the child.

“This Buna chilli walitnya” Hasna immediately smiled Maura is still switched in speaking.

“Thank you, raaawwiitnya.. Raawiit if in sunda called cengek” said Hasna

“Waalit ehh laawit….. Ngengek” answer cepet.. auh this gemoy child, make want in uwel-uwel…

“Still dear... Buna can now eat her reinforcements in peace”.

“Why do Sundanese call it bala-bala?”The rain saw Hasna eating bakwan and cayenne pepper deliciously.

“It means messy well fried bakwan it's a disheveled vegetable form not neat mixed a lot there are carrots, cabbage, chickpeas mixed into one use wheat then fried”

“Because of the mess so called fried Bala-bala... or messy vegetables...hehehe” Hasna enjoy fried foods that have not been eaten for a long time.

“How to do Buna.” Maura whines asking for an afternoon story. Ok well finally Hasna swallowed the last bakwan

“So this story happened in a village. There is a man named Mr. Oon”.

“Not Celita beast Buna” asked Maura

“The strange name Oon” Rain instantly giggles at hearing the name of the story character.

“Khas the name of the ancient Sundanese whose name likes to be repeated Ka.. If the first name Oon later last name there is a repetition like Oon Suroon” explained Hasna

“Not Oon Bloon” Rain immediately laughed, Reza who heard his son's joke seemed to try to hold back laughter.

“You skimpy name ngetawain orang” said Hasna trying seriously.

“If you want to laugh laugh aja Mas ..mumpung not in fine” continued Hasna who saw the face of Reza gemay-gemay make pengen jembel. Mba Jumi seemed to be busy cleaning the table, trying to get closer so that she could hear Hasna's story.

“Kesini aja Mbak. don't be shy if you want to hear the story, let's not be curious” Hasna wants to laugh seeing this family like shy if you want to listen to the story. Mbak Jum immediately smiled in embarrassment, and sat at the dinner table looking at his employer's family.

“I while cleaning the table alone Neng.. astonished how the story” he said with a smile.

“Ok Buna continues well.. so Mr. Oon is his job farming in the morning and if he has time he likes to fish”.

“Kaya Mola likes to manting fish in the Babab” pond Koala children always want to enter the camera.

“Iya... equally rich Maura likes fishing, well only if Pak Oon likes fishing in the river or in lake”

“It has been almost a week Pa Oon fishing in the river but did not get a single fish.. Until finally he was upset” Hasna noticed that everyone was watching, except Reza whose eyes were watching TV but somehow with her ears.

“Finally Mr. Oon was upset, then he said to his wife.. “Ibuna.. I want to go fishing to the lake on the edge of the village. kaya if there are still many fish in the lake” Pak Oon spoke to his wife who is in the kitchen”.

“Ehhh father.. “That's a forbidden lake a lot of waiters.. don't go there ah.fear later not come home again” Si mother forbid her husband go. Because the lake was notoriously spooky and many ghosts” Hasna saw Maura's face was already starting to tense up and get closer and hold her hanker.

“Mola with celita ghost likes tatut” he said while holding Hasna's hand.

“Hahahahah yes already well don't diterusin” said Hasna saw Maura.

“Ah ade how the heck...not anything later will you sleep with Buna same sister do not be afraid, this story boongan kok” Rain apparently began to be curious. Finally Maura nodded, Reza seemed to not comment when he usually likes to forbid Hasna to make creepy stories.

“Buna continues well.. Although his wife forbade him to go fishing but Mr. Oon insisted on leaving, he was already upset because he had not got a week more fish to eat with his family. Then he asked his wife to prepare provisions for the afternoon.. After he returned from the rice field he will go to the Forbidden Lake from noon so that he can get more fish”

“The next day after Mr. Oon came home from the rice field, he brought a lot of worms to be bait when he was fishing, then he brought a lot of food and drinks so he could fish longer”

“Pak Oon also went to the forbidden lake, he was very excited because people rarely go there so he thought that the fish there would be a lot and big-”

“Once there, Pa Oon directly install the fishing rod.. While eating lunch he waited for his bait to get the fish. 1 hour passed but no fish were provoked. eventually Mr. Oon moved the place.. He then throws again the bait ..wussssshhh…. It looks like the fishing rod is moving but there is no fish that pull it. when pulled it turns out that the worm that is associated in the eye of the fishing rod is no”.

“Pa Oon then threw again the fishing line... wusssshhhh... immediately thrown away... and saw his fishing line move that he immediately pulled because he thought to get the fish…. But the worms are no longer there either. Mr. Oon is getting upset. Then he continued to move places so he could get fish but it turned out that the fish in this lake was very smart, no one got” Hasna saw everyone had begun to be interested and focus on the story Reza shrink the sound of tv, Maura glared at him as well as Rain, the funny thing is that Mbak Jum had moved his chair to approach the sofa and looked at him with curiosity. Hasna tried to stay serious

It was getting dark, Mr. Oon was afraid that he might get lost, because the lake was located a little far from his village. But he was still curious, he saw that the fishing bait was exhausted, there were no worms left that there were only reinforcements made by his wife as lunch.

“Ahhhh just try the responsibility, maybe the fish here are happy to eat fried bala-bala thought Mr. Oon. Then in hooking the reinforcements into his fishing rod…. Wussshhhhhhhh.he threw but not too far because the blades are heavier than worms… directly he pulled but ill-fated it turns out there are no fish. Bala-balapun no longer exist.. Mr. Oon very astonished”.

“Then he hooked the last reinforcements he had and threw them again..wussshhhh this time a bit far…. Finally Mr. Oon gave up the day it was getting dark, he immediately cleaned up his fishing gear and went home.The really unlucky day has gone a long way but still did not find fish”.

“After arriving at home he cleaned himself and went to prayer, he did not tell his wife much about the worm bait and the reinforcements that were eaten but there was no fish. He just said that the lake there is no fish so it does not come home with fish.”

“Because tired Mr. Oon went straight to sleep after Isya prayer.he had to rest a lot so that tomorrow can return to the rice fields…” Hasna stopped talking and looked at the people who were listening to her story. No one who did not see him including Reza unconsciously looked at him directly.

“At midnight when everyone is fast asleep.a knock on the door…. Dok..dok.dok.dok Mr. Oon's wife was shocked.it's 1 o'clock at night who's been visiting.. She woke up her husband.Dok….. There was another knock on the door. The mother immediately woke Mr. Oon.. “Bapak..bapak woke up.that's who knocked on the door night-night momuuu kafirtt….. Doc.file..dok…. Sounded knocking door”

“Pak Oon woke up.. he was confused to hear a knock on the door, his wife shriveled on the bed he did not dare to bangu... “Mother accompany father ahead.. You dare not yourself” said Mr. Oon..”.Ah do not want.. father only himself”..dok..dok..dok..dok..dok heard again knock door”.

“Buna Mola tatuuut” Maura directly sat on Hasna's lap and was immediately embraced by her

“Finally the mother accompanied Pa Oon forward to open the door…. Mr. Oon then shouted... “sahaaaa eta... who ituu” Hasna directly translate.

“Aabbbdiiii…. Sayaa….. There was a heavy and deep voice.It was not a human voice.Pak Oon and his wife immediately held their hands very frightened…. So aja giniiih . wife of Mr. Oon blame her husband who went to the forbidden lake”

“Bukaaaa pantooo…. Doc.dok.dok.dok.dok.dok the creature in front of the door keeps knocking on the door. finally Mr. Oon while reading the prayer then slowly open the door… kreeeeeetttt” Hasna sees Rain approaching towards Reza and sits clinging to her Papi.

“Manneehhh sahhhaa…. Mr. Ooon shudderingly asked the large tall black creature standing in front of his door” Hasna saw Rain already holding on to Reza who seemed to be pretending indifferently looking at the TV, Mbak Jumi was already docked to the sofa and looked at Hasna with an elusive look but it was better to be laughed at.

“Maanehh anu tahi manciing…. Kamuu yaang earlierii manciiiing dii lake” the creature asked Mr. Oon..

“Muuuhuuuun.. yaaa” replied Mr. Oon with fear.

“Cengeek to manaa….. Cabeenya maanaa” shouted the creature loudly” Hasna could not bear to laugh.

“Cengeeekk…. Cabeee?” Pa Oon was confused to answer the creature's question.

“Tadii maneeh ngalungkeun balaa-balaa but teu makee cengeek.. ayeuuna cengeeeek na manaa…. Kamuu taddi wrought immortality but did not use the cabeee sekaranggg his cabeee manaaa” shouted the creature…. Mr. Oon immediately fainted. apparently the bakwan that he threw in the lure was eaten by the creature but he did not bring cayenne pepper.

“Ieuu cengeekkna manggga.. inii cabenyaa please” Bu Oon directly throw seplastik chili from the kitchen…. Once getting the chilli wussshhh the creature was immediately lost…

Hasna immediately laughed at the expression of everyone who was dumbfounded by the ending of the story…

“Ahhh. Damn kirain really... it turns out that the creature who likes to eat bakwan... Buna is not funny” Rain immediately angry with a smile.

For the first time Hasna saw Reza smiling timidly holding back, so as not to laugh out loud.

“Mola ga ngelti.” koala child looks confused, while Mbak Jumi looks giggled.

“Mbak from now on want to nyiapin cayenne pepper ah Neng rather than later there are ngetokin door mbak” he said while laughing and going to the kitchen.

“Udah ah Mola we pray Magrib aja” Hasna used koala children to come with him to the top.

“Mas prayers Magrib later read a solemn and long prayer.. You see, Mas Reza ate bakwan not using chili” Hasna laughed while moving away. Reza held his hand and whispered.

“Yang there is me who tinker-ketok midnight in your room trus talking “Hasnaaanya manaaa... want me to make bakwan” whiskey while smiling.

Address must sleep with Maura aja later tonight