
Me and Fitri had guessed who had come to the house. Who else if not the bearer of trouble in my life?
"When did these germs get off the face of the earth?" Gerutuku.
Fitri laughed amusedly at my words. "We spray pesticides, Kak ..," said Fitri with a laughter.
We went in to say hello without looking at the guest.
"Shop what deck Ita?"
"Fish it's salty."
"Don't eat the Dek salted fish often, later the blood is high," his slurs are not at all funny to me.
"Liat Om alone, has made us high blood Om." said Fitri with a laugh.
Philip's not chiming in anymore, probably knowing Fitri doesn't like him. Fitri and I cooked for dinner. I didn't think the uninvited guest went back and forth to the kitchen to greet me.
"Sir, yuk's road tonight? Tomorrow will be Sunday not school," he asked.
"No, Om, you're not feeling well."
"You sick Dek?"
"Do you know what Om is?" sahut Fitri's.
"Yes, you rest. This is money for treatment" Om philip held out a red rupiah.
"Don't Om, I still have medicine in the room" I refused subtly.
"Alah .. You are, sustenance is denied. If you don't want to, just come here for Grandma, "sambar granny suddenly, don't know when it's in the kitchen.
Seeing this, making Philip could only shake his head. Fitri and I could only watch Grandma's behavior. Philip stepped out to meet Dad.
"Other times, if Philip gives money just take Ta, if you don't want to, love Grandma. It's nice to shop and make Grandma's cigarettes."
Fitri and I just kept quiet and didn't chim in on Grandma's words. Let me think, Philip also knows I didn't take the money.
Philip is a good guy. However, what I can't accept is, she's my fiancee who has been 20 years above me and I'm still in school at Junior High School. Soon Philip came home, perhaps disappointed in my rejection and indifference. Let it know itself.
***
On Monday after school, Mr. Edwar was at home with his father in the living room. I saw a cloud in Dad's face.
"Just come home Ta?" greet Mr. Edwar.
"Yes sir, it's been a long time, sir?"
"Lumayan, talk to your father. Sit here Ta, you have something to say."
There was already a granny with a sour face, mother, Nek Siti and Grandpa Yusuf.
"How can your father and grandmother match you to someone who is old and married?"
"I don't know anything Mr. Edwar, I was introduced by Mr. Joseph as well" said Father.
"Well it's your fault as a parent, more trusting of others who have their own intentions and goals about this problem" said Mr. Edwar.
"That's not so, Mr. Edwar, I have also known for a few months Sam Philip. He still bachelors me sir," said Yusuf's grandfather did not accept.
"You've only known, have you dared to betroth someone's child to him?" snarled Mr. Edwar.
"Yes sir, I know I'm wrong" replied Joseph's kek while throwing his face away.
"You can get this law, want me to process you? This is my area" threatened Mr. Edwar solemnly.
"It is Mr. Edwar, do not need to be extended this problem, later if Philip comes again I will be angry with him," said Granny indifferently.
"Well then, I believe in Grandma, Ita I have considered like my own child because of her late mother I consider family. I don't want problems like this to reoccur, let Ita go to school and find her own soul mate." said Mr. Edwar. He's like my angel of help.
I was so relieved, so relieved that I cried. Mr. Edwar was saying goodbye because the break was over and had to return to the Police Department. Don't forget to thank him for his help.
Nek Siti and cake Joseph disbanded without a word, so Father and Grandma. I'm grateful this matter is over, don't forget I informed Fitri of the happy news. Fitri is no less happy.
From then on, Philip never showed his nose again. The ring on my finger I threw into the river, why use it again I thought. However, it makes the granny is not a bitch.
"Based on you, it can be sold ... Why are you throwing it away?!" snapped grandma at me.
"Now there is no more extra money shopping from Philip, even if he has a real wife it does not matter, you are the one who is a lot of behavior, selling expensive!" Read grandma.
I could only cry hearing Grandma's words. For a few months now, Philip always gave me money, he said for snacks and shopping, but it always ended up in Grandma's hands. Also given sometimes only ten thousand rupiah for my snacks one week. Now that I understand, grandma is just taking advantage of the situation and the opportunity will be my creak.
A week later, guests were not invited back home. This time instead of Philip, he introduced himself as the uncle of Philip, a two-daughter widower. I saw a different smile on the face of this guest.
Dad asked me to sit next to him. I feel a bad feeling about this.
"This is Mr. Gandi, Uncle Philip. He's here to propose to you to be his wife" explained Dad.
"Yes, I got your address from Philip. Sorry for what happened yesterday because Philip said he was single."
"I'm here to replace Philip if I'd like to" explained Mr. Gandi with a meaningful smile.
I'm so sick of being played like this. I'm not a puppet. I'm just a son of a father and a teenager who still wants to pursue his dreams. My eyes are hot holding back the upset.
"Do you know I'm 14? Did you know I was still in school at Junior High School? Do you know the laws governing marrying minors?" I asked with a trembling voice to hold back my cries and anger.
"Don't be rude Ta, he's our guest!" angry father with a tone that has been raised.
"It's not my intention to be rude to my guests, but this guest who came here wanted to ruin my life."
"No, I don't mean that. I just want to save your family's good name for what my nephew has done, so let me take responsibility" replied Mr. Gandi to his intention.