
The sound of a broom sweep across the ground rang out, drawing Ayumi to awaken from her subconscious, which led her to wade through a beautiful dream almost overnight. His eyes immediately blinked with a hand that began to move like it was looking for something that was always beside him.
Namu, the woman immediately fell silent. After realizing that she is now not at home with her husband, but in one place with a woman who is none other than her own biological mother.
"It was only a day that I ran away, I missed it!" Ayumi muttered quietly while changing her position to sit down.
He lowered his legs, tied his hair, then stood up and immediately opened the room door to get out.
Instantly the cool air blew, when the main door of his house opened so wide. The sound of birds chirping, the leaves rubbing against the wind, not to mention the sounds of chicks kissing each other, making the atmosphere of Ayumi's morning a little more different than usual.
Ayumi walked outside, sitting on the plastic stool that was available, watching the woman who was cleaning the yard from the dry leaves that fell.
"Awake? Is it still very early in the morning?" Sumi glanced at it for a moment.
Ayumi just smiled.
"You looking for breakfast now?"
"No, wait for Mama to finish." Ayumi.
Sumi stopped her activity, then sighed.
His heart always trembled, it felt so happy when he heard that sacred call. Decades he waited, and now it all paid off.
The shadows will be rejected Ayumi just vanished. The fears he had felt were gone somewhere, alternating with a moment so beautiful, for example today.
Her little girl sat waiting, staring at the vast sky that was seen starting to green as the sunlight began to appear.
"What breakfast do you want? The fries? Chicken porridge? Or vegetable ketupat?" Sumi asked after she placed the broom as well as the pengki next to the house.
Ayumi followed where Sumi was going, and her smile came back up. Her chest really felt very airy, until the tightness that Ayumi always felt was really no longer felt, like something was just released from the burden of her life.
"Here to the market far away huh?"
"Lumayan, have to wear an ojek." Sumi said while washing her hands on a faucet that was outside the house.
"What would you eat? Let Mama buy it."
Ayumi shook her head.
"Not far away."
"So what do you want? We only have rice, the side dishes don't exist yet."
"What kind of breakfast do you usually have?"
"Sometimes fried, sometimes Chicken porridge, but sometimes also not breakfast because it did not have time, or indeed not tasteful."
Now that Ayumi nodded, she listened to every word Sumi said, with eyes that did not change in the slightest. Pay close attention to Sumi, and Ayumi only realized that the woman had a little something in common with her.
I don't know what, but Ayumi realized that.
"Well, let's go get some chicken porridge."
Sumi nodded.
"Let Mama buy it."
"No. I want to come too, I want to know this village, it's still coastal but it's cool."
Sumi chuckles.
"of course. This includes the highlands, the house of Bu Maria is down there, including the house of Pak Ali and Bu Tutih is also closest to the beach."
Ayumi nodded slowly. Suddenly she remembers both her parents, longing for sure it's just that Ayumi wants to enjoy time with Sumi, her biological mother.
"I'll get the bag first."
Ayumi immediately returned to the room, grabbed her bag and immediately went out to meet Sumi.
The almost 40-year-old woman closed the door, did not forget to lock it, then they immediately left, looking for the Chicken Porridge breakfast that Ayumi wanted.
Along the way Ayumi became the center of attention. Not even infrequently they whispered to each other, not knowing what to talk about, but it clearly made Ayumi turn to Sumi who was walking right beside her.
"They're talking about us?"
Sumi smile.
"Leave it. Maybe they're wondering if there's a pretty girl coming in here."
Ayumi turned her gaze towards the people, who were sitting in a saung enjoying their breakfast.
"But that's not what they mean. Look how they see Mama and me! They're like talking about our bad."
Sumi grabs Ayumi's hand, grasps her tighter, then pulls them off faster.
"Not to be seen!"
"How much do you want, Ceu?" A woman selling Porridge asked Sumi.
He smiled, with eyes that occasionally looked towards Ayumi.
It seems that the presence of Ayumi seized the attention of many people. How not, the figure of a beautiful young woman, brunettes, has a sharp nose and white skin, not to mention her smile that looks so beautiful.
"Two, the sauce is separated!" Pasan Sumi who immediately got the nod from the seller.
Two places made of sterophom were immediately prepared. Then put a few spoons of Porridge that looks not as thick as usual, sprinkle seasoning flavoring, and add some toppings that also look a little foreign to Ayumi.
Not a yellow vegetable that the seller gave, but a green vegetable. And dumpling crackers that become complementary.
"You must like it." Sumi looked at her daughter with a sparkling face.
"I just saw." The woman chuckled.
"I do sell Chicken Porridge that is different from others. Usually use onion crackers, or yellow gravy vegetables. But I replace it with cassava leaf vegetables and potato pieces, then we replace the crackers with dumpling crackers, continue to use chicken village also to be more delicious."
Ayumi nodded.
"Who's Ceu? Just see? The employer's son from the city?" The woman who was preparing the Porridge asked again.
Sumi nodded, but Ayumi shook her head.
"I'm Mama's son."
Ayumi said loudly. If Sumi is still reluctant to admit it for fear that Ayumi feels uncomfortable. But not with Ayumi, he wants to prove that he really wants to be recognized, no matter how they look at him so lowly, which must be some people know, she is so proud to have a mother who is so strong in living life, even though problems continue to hit relentlessly.
The woman who sells the Porridge is fucked. Silence is full of unbelief.
"Back from Germany?"
"No, Ayumi from the city. Just came last night." Sumi.
"I think it came from Germany. Meuni geulis pisan, Ceu!" He ceases to praise.
Sumi was smiling again.
"His geulis oruh, Bapakna bule! (Yes beautiful, Father bule)" The woman's husband patted her on the arm.
"Have you buried?" Ayumi asked, she started to feel uncomfortable.
"Already." The woman smiled awkwardly.
They immediately wrapped the two sterophomes in clear plastic bags, then gave them to Sumi.
"How, Mam?"
"Just use your money!"
Sumi reached into her pants pocket, then gave 26 thousand to the seller.
"When I exist."
"No, let's go home, .. People started huddling just to find out who you are." Sumi immediately pulled Ayumi.
"Ceu, thank you." Sumi said as she continued to walk away from the people who started approaching them was just a curiosity.
"Here I'm a rich artist huh, Ma?" Ayumi chuckles.
"Of course, you're the most beautiful of all the girls here. In addition to wondering who you are, your beauty is also an attraction."
Ayumi laughed again. He felt funny about the villagers there. While Sumi looks a little panicked by Ayumi's state, she knows she doesn't like the crowd because of the trauma that Ayumi has experienced.
"But the brothers here look sweet, Ma!"
Ayumi continued to laugh, while the man who was far across there was now coughing without a reason, making Maria pat her shoulders quite tight.
"Shuttt! If your husband knows he's gonna be mad." Sumi laughed.
Ayumi clenched her mouth, closed with one palm, then stopped imagining the few men she had seen earlier.
"It's still the most handsome thing, really. They're flat, not muscled rich brother, aren't they Ma?"
Sumi shook her head.
"I'm afraid Brother Denger!" Whisper Ayumi, she hugged her mother's arm for shelter.
"Then it can be so!"
"Can, Ma. Brother's eyes are everywhere, he knows even almost all the secrets of the people."
"Yes, then be quiet. Better get home quickly so you can eat breakfast, now. And take refuge from the spies of your husband who may be all around us right now!" Sumi continued her silliness.
Ayumi fell silent, she sped up her footsteps, to immediately arrive at the house she had occupied for one night.