My dear Siomay

Traveled

"Miss Vera, who is that girl?", I whispered to Miss Vera.

"You don't know?", I shook my head.

"She's Mr. Zein's sister, she was found in the basement when she was sick from taking drugs, which is why a lot of our stuff is missing, apparently she stole it. It was very sad when he was found, like a living zombie. Rubbish is also scattered where. We think he's a ghost, apparently a human being", Mississ Vera explained at length.

"Oh, when was he found?how do I not know?".

"You were sick and in the hospital".

"Oh", I nodded in understanding.

We all gathered in the living room and were ready to leave. Before leaving Mas Zein introduced his sister to everyone.

"Everyone, introduce, this is my sister Rossana, she I asked to come with us to the beach, so there is a new atmosphere for her. Actually he still has to be in rehab, but I ask permission for him to come with us", Mas Zein looks happy when introducing his sister.

"Rossa, who are they all!", Mas Zein whispered to his sister.

"Hallo!", Rossana said expressionlessly.

"Hallo too!", we could only smile.

"Since everything is ready, it's time for us to set off!!!", Mas Zein excitedly.

We all get in the car. I was sitting in the back with 2 other Misses and Rossana was sitting in the middle with Miss Valencia and Mba Wulan. In the front seat are Mas Zein and Pak Yanto. I deliberately sat by the glass because I wanted to see the scenery outside the car. I reflect on my journey in life while enjoying the beauty of nature outside the car window. To this day is an infinite blessing that God has given me. Which of His delights do I deny?.

On the way, to add more spirit, the Miss sang and I just listened and laughed if there was something funny.

"Isna, why don't you sing?", Mas Zein asked.

"I don't want to, and then make Mas Zein even more like", I like confident when otherwise.

"Singing....singing.....singing...sing......!!!!", the other Miss tried to give her spirit.

"It feels like we've never heard your voice, what if you sing!", Miss Valencia encouraged me to sing.

"Yes, for Mr Zein dong time does not want?", Miss Vera prank continues to tease. They don't believe me, if my singing makes people like it.

"Well if you force me, I don't want to take responsibility!", I do what they want.

one....two.....three......

Sing a love song from Raisa, my beloved artist, my son Raisa I let my voice wilt, with a beautiful tone I tried to reach the highest note. Arrive .....

"Hoeeek!!!", the voice of Miss Vera wanted to vomit.

I immediately stopped, and I wanted to not ask me to sing, but they did not believe me. I told you that my voice would make people like it, like to throw stones at me.

Instantly the car tried to stop, lucky near there is indeed a rest area. We rest first, so it's fresher to travel.

"Miss Vera, would you like me to sing again?", I asked him again.

"Oh, that's enough, I'm full, so want to throw up ha...ha.", we all laughed at our own behavior.

Not long after we continued our journey. We are not singing anymore, for fear that similar events will happen again. In order not to get bored we also play guess guess.as

"What cow is colorful?", Mba Wulan became the first person to ask.

"What cow is it?", Kiss Tuti thought hard.

"The cow in the paint times", Mississ Vera replied.

"Cow near the rainbow", Kiss Valencia guessed.

"It's wrong too!".

"Keep what dong the answer?", others have given up.

"The answer is..sapidol ha..ha.", Miss Tuti looks happy because the question no one can guess.

"Spidol times!", others do not want to lose.

"Now it's my turn yes", Kiss Vera is excited.

"I became a security guard, Wulan became a security guard, Pak Yanto became a security guard, Pak Zein became a security guard, everything became a security guard, so what?", Kiss Vera while grinning to see we started thinking hard.

"Rank up to police rank!", Mas Zein tried to guess.

"That's not the answer, you guess again!", Miss Vera smiled.

"So rich driver I to", Pak Yanto added

"Wrong!!!".

"because the president is bored!" - Kiss Tuti.

"You know the answer, the satellite is so...many ha...ha.", Kiss Vera really looks satisfied.

The whole journey was filled with joy. But Rossana did not sound the slightest comment, he looks indifferent, indifferent.

People are starting to feel tired. Silent car atmosphere. We were all silent, some were asleep, looking at the cell phone, and some were silent to see the scenery outside (it was me).

We finally arrived at the hotel where we were staying. All our stuff is taken to our rooms. And my room faces the room of Rossana, brother of Mas Zein. I'm rooming with Mba Wulan, the plain Mba. The atmosphere of the beach is already felt, the sea breezes sepoi waving waving coconut leaves on the beach. My room is in the right view.the sea view is so clear, blue, so beautiful.

After taking a short break and eating, we agreed to gather in front of the hotel. After that, we all spread out, there are those who want to swim and play sand, there are also those who just want to enjoy the afternoon waiting for the sunset like me. Mas Zein took me to sit under a tree, covered in white sand.

"Alhamduillah, finally Rossana can be found, Mas", I started a conversation

"Yes, thank God, when I was desperate after Rudi said that Rossana died", Mas Zein began to tell me.

"I've seen him give someone a wad of money at night, but I was hiding behind a chair, so Rossana's face and the person who took the money I couldn't see",I told you about what happened back then.

"Do you feel like you're losing money?", I asked again.

"Yes, I lost money twice, and I guess it was Alicia, my old assistant, it's not. It seems like the person who took the money was Rudi, he used Rossa to get money from him. Rudi also drugged Rossa with drugs, so that Rossa could not escape from her because of drug dependence", Mas Zein explained.

"Why didn't I report to the police?".

"I'm lazy to get in touch with the police, so I'd better take that money".

Basic horang kayah, money that is lost is also diikhlaskan, if I just a thousand money I look for because it needs and because it does not exist anymore(until all it😅).

"If I lose money, I'm going to go after the person who took it" I'll make it clear what kind of person I am, Mattre, right?a lump of dong, it can be imagined if it is lost, it can be crazy (the version of Isna ya which notes bene comes from a scavenger).

"If I, the important thing is not you and your feelings are lost, if that happens I can go crazy", Mas Zein tried to fight and managed to make my face reddened by it

"Hot, Mas, I ordered a cold drink first!", I tried to avoid being embarrassed.

I immediately ran and turned out to be misguided, finally I went back through Mas Zein and returned to the right road to where people were selling drinks. At that time I really looked awkward. Just this time a handsome man flailed me, usually a greengrocer or a meatball whose face was hot, eating my cheeks felt burning, because that person was Mas Zein. Mas Zein just smiled at me who was wrong. That's how Mas Zein is to me, even though I still don't believe in myself.