
My search around the house that was not fruitful, forced me to continue my search for Lyra and Anisa in the housing complex. I asked everyone who passed by, but no one knew where the two little girls were.
"Is it possible they were kidnapped, Ra?" ask Fatimah.
"It seems impossible. Post security is always maintained 24 hours, every guest who visits will also be held his identity card. Your ID card was also arrested, right?"
Fatimah nodded her head.
"Bu Zura .. I seem to be confused. What's up, Mom?" greet one of the residents of the housing when passing by us.
"Ehm .. I. I am looking for my daughter, Lyra and my niece. They were playing on the porch, but they suddenly disappeared" I explained.
"Oh ... Lyra is the same age girl?"
"Yes, Mom. Did you see them?"
"I just had to see them playing at school."
"Which school, Mom?"
"TK Cheers."
"Alhamdulilah, I have thought of a no-no" said Fatimah.
"Thank you very much for the information, ma'am. Then we'll take them first."
Fatimah and I accelerated our path to the kindergarten where Lyra attended school. I breathed a sigh of relief when I found the two little girls playing in Lyra's school playground with a rabbit.
"Goddessa, Lyra .. Anisa. You have made our hearts want to be dislodged" I said.
"Why did you guys play this far without our permission? We're all freaking out looking for you." Fatimah.
"I'm sorry, Mom, .. Bi Fatimah. We were twitching this cat" said Lyra, stroking the brownish-white rabbit's fur gently.
"Who does the rabbit have?" my many. The two girls shook their heads.
"Mom, Lyla wants this rabbit," he whined.
"This rabbit must have had an owner, he got here because regardless of the cage."
"So, Lyla can't take it home?"
I'm reviewing the smile.
"If Lyra does want to keep rabbits, tomorrow we buy yes, dear," I said. Lyra nodded in agreement.
"Now we go home. I'm gonna find out who owns this rabbit" I said.
The four of us left Lyra school.
I have asked who the owner of the rabbit is to almost all residents of housing, but no one claimed to be the owner.
"Maybe the rabbit is a wild rabbit from a small forest behind this housing estate. If Lyra wants to maintain, it's okay" said the RT chairman.
"Assyc! Lyla's got a rabbit!" cheer Lyra.
"Oh yeah, what's this rabbit food for? Lyra know what?" my many.
"Ehm .. grass."
"Clearly Lyra can find grass to feed this rabbit?" Fatimah.
"Can."
"Hmm?"
"May I ask for help, Mr. Amin." Lyra chuckles.
"Why does Mr Amin have to find food? It's not Lyra who wants to keep it," I protested.
"We just buy the grass, Auntie," said Anisa.
"Where is this here that sells grass, honey?"
"The rabbit is one ekol only kok Bu. Yes Mom yes, yes Mom yes," whine Lyra again."
"I happen to have an empty garden not far from this housing estate. Please if Mr. Amin take the grass from there," said the head of RT.
"May ya, ma'am. Lyla take this rabbit home," he whined again.
"Can't ya?"
"Bu .. Can ya?"
I nodded my head in response.
"Thank you, Mom." Suddenly Lyra landed a gentle kiss on my right cheek.
"Then we'll excuse you, Assalamu'alaikum."
Arriving at home. I saw Brother Darren and mother waiting for our arrival on the porch.
"Alhamdulillah. Where did you find them?" ask mother.
"They chased this rabbit to Lyra's school, Mom."
"You've made your mother panic."
"Sorry Nek" said the two little girls at the same time.
"Yes, we went inside first. Bi Ami has finished cooking," said the mother.
"Sorry Mom, Ra, we're a hassle" Fatimah said.
"Don't tell me that, not every day anyway 'can we eat together?" my tukas.
"Sir Amin," called me to Mr. Amin who was cleaning the front yard.
"Yes, Mom."
"Please Mr. Amin make a cage for this rabbit, yes. For his feed, Mr. RT allows to take grass from his empty garden which is not far from this housing."
"Good, Mom."
"Whose rabbit would you like to be named, La?" ask Anisa.
"Ehm ... Who is it?"
"How about Rara," mother suggested.
"Lala dong Bu. Lyra can't yet say the letter R." Brother Darren chuckles.
"Start this your name is striped, yes," said Lyra as she gently stroked the rabbit's fur.
"Let's have lunch first, the food will be cold" said the mother.
We went from the terrace to the dining room.
After all this time, I was finally able to eat one table with my older brother, Darren. However, all this still feels incomplete without the presence of my older sister, Maureen.
"Oh yeah, how's Karmila? Where is he now? ask Fatimah after lunch is over.
"Karmila or Maureen's brother now lives with Fabian."
"Wouldn't Maureen still be in prison?"
"Sir Maureen is getting remission. His supposed four-year sentence was only three."
"Did Maureen ever come to this house?" Darren's brother chimed in.
My mother and I stared at each other for a moment before I gave an answer.
"Ehm .. a few days ago Maureen's brother came to this house by accident. His intention to apply for a job in my convection. But, …"
"But why, Ra?"
"Initially we had a good conversation, until we finally debated an issue that made Maureen's emotions explode. He finally left the house" I said.
"I think prison will make Maureen's nature change, it doesn't" Fatimah said.
"Anisa darling, it's almost afternoon. Let's go home, son," said Brother Darren in a slightly loud voice, deliberately to be heard all the way to Lyra's room.
Not long after, Anisa appeared.
However, the look on his face looked so gloomy.
"Dad, Anisa wants to bob here baleng Lyla," he said.
"Other times, dear."
"But, Dad. Anisa still wants to play," he whined. I saw her eyes start to glaze over.
"Just let him stay here, one or two nights. Tomorrow Lyra's off school" said the mother.
"Really, Brother. Look at his face, so sad. Maybe she's still with Lyra." I chimed.
"But, Anisa did not bring a change of clothes" said Fatimah.
"You forgot that? Anisa and Fatimah are the same age? Lyra's clothes must fit on her body" I said.
"Yes, father and mother let Anisa stay here. But Anisa don't be naughty. Follow the words of Auntie Zura and grandma" said brother Darren.
"Holes! We're not baleng!" the cheers of the two girls jumped with excitement.
"Then, excuse us, Assalamu'alaikum."
"Waalaikumsalam, be careful, Sister .. Fat."
Both of them left my home.
*****
Next morning.
I was in the production room to replace Handoko who was still resting at home because her fingers were broken because of being hit by a cloth cutting machine.
"Why aren't you looking for new employees? The boss' time comes to work," said Seto while checking one by one the clothes that have just been sewn.
"It's okay, later after Handoko recovers, she goes back to work here."
Moments later, she appeared in the room.
"On the porch are guests looking for you, son?"
"Who, Ma?"
"Female. I've never seen her."
"Seto, you handle this cloth cutting machine first, let the mother check the clothes" I said. The man understood. Seto replaced my position, while mom checked out clothes that were ready to be marketed.
I left the production room and headed towards the terrace. A woman stood behind me.
"I'm sorry, what's needed?" I asked that girl with hair. Seconds later the woman turned her body. Eva, Handoko's wife.
"You? What's the need to find me?" my many.
"I'm asking for money."
"You mean?"
"Fort of time don't understand. I'm asking for money."
"Make what? Two days ago I gave you money. I think the amount is more than enough for your kitchen needs for one Week. Why are you asking for more money?"
"The money's over."
"of course. The money must be used for unimportant purposes, so it runs out immediately."
"My husband had a work accident in this convection, so you have to take responsibility."
"The accident happened because of Handoko's own negligence, she worked while daydreaming. I have also been kind enough to give money so that you can use it for kitchen needs. But you yourself are abusing it."
"Hurry up give me the money! Or I'll tell everyone if this convection uses a tumbar!" threaten Eva's.
"You think I'm scared? I'm gonna report you to the police on a racketeering charge!" I threatened him back.
Although it was just a threat, it managed to scare Eva. Without saying anything else, he just passed from before me.
"I am not a weak Azzura, there will be no one who can bully me" I murmured.
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