Not as Beautiful as Angan

Want to leave soon

The day that Cempaka was waiting for finally came.

There was only one day left Time for Cempaka's departure to Ujung Village, where he would carry out his duties as an exam supervisor at the school.

Precisely at SD Ujung Jaya 1, where his best friend at school used to honor also at that school.  And, he also lives in Ujung village as well. So, who's unhappy? I will meet my best friend in school.

"Everything is ready, just wait for this one night. I was assigned on Monday, so I had to leave on Sunday so be free, I looked for my best friend's house first let him take me to see his school. I don't know the place yet" muttered Cempaka while checking back the equipment he would need there.

"Treid-job!... How, is everything ready?" Ask her mother who is behind the door.

"Eh.. Mother, come in ma'am!" Said Cempaka while telling his mother to come in.

"How many days are you on duty there, son?... Your father said a week!... How do you go and go home? Ujung Village is also far away. If you use a motorbike also said your father, it takes thirty to forty minutes. While you can not bring a motorbike, after all, the motorbike is only one, it is also used by your father to school everyday. Or... Your father will take her ?" Said Bu Sekar as he was worried.

" Yes ma'am, one week I was there. No ma'am, no, I don't have to worry, there I'll have a best friend in school. Do you remember not? Same Rose who used to come here, my friend who is white skin like china, he is his home there" said Cempaka with eyes sparkling happy.

"Oooh. Yes yes, now I remember. Yes, whose house is next to the village with your grandmother's house, Grandma Ijah. That one isn't it?" Bu Sekar just remembered it.

"Yes mom, my grandma is not there. If there is still I would be nice to ride in the house of grandma" Cempaka said sadly.

"Eeh. It is a provision from Allah SWT, we must sincerely accept it. If you go with your uncle and aunt how?... They are still there occupying your grandmother's house" Ms. Sekar suggested that Cempaka hitchhike with her uncle and aunt.

"How about tomorrow, ma'am, the important thing is that tomorrow I go there first to review the location and find a place to hitchhike for one week. He wants to be at my best friend's house, hopefully he and his family will support me" Cempaka hopes.

"Mom sure your best friend must be happy!... Moreover, how long have you not met"

Bu Sekar convinced his son.

"One year more ma'am, since the farewell at the school we have never met again" Sahut Cempaka.

"Then you know who he was there from? If you've never met" investigate her mother.

"It was good-bye time he said so ma'am. Before there is a rapture he will honor in SD Ujung Jaya which is close to where he lives, so he said ma'am, hopefully true" said Cempaka again.

"Well, I hope your best friend is still there and accepts you as you wish. Now it's night, it's time to sleep, happy beautiful dreams yes, do not forget to pray first before going to bed, tomorrow morning we meet again with a healthy state of paw'afiat ya. Assalamualaikum" Ms. Sekar kissed her son's forehead before he exited her room.

"Amiin.. Waalaikumsalam" Sahut Cempaka while pulling his blanket to cover his body, dispelling the cold that began to slip from the outside.

*

As usual, Cempaka had been up since morning blind. Where the clockwork on the new wall points to the number three.

After performing the tahajud prayer, he chanted the holy verses of the Qur'an solemnly, while waiting for the dawn prayer from the Mosque.

That routine he had been used to since he was still sitting on the Junior High School bench. 

After the dawn prayer he then did his job washing dishes, cooking rice, sweeping and mopping the floor of the entire room, and also did not miss with the terrace.

After mopping the floor, he swept the yard and watered the plants that thrived around his spacious house.

Because Cempaka is a pious and diligent child, it is no wonder that some young people in the village are fighting for their love.

Similarly, with parents who have virgin children, they try to approach bu Sekar want to make a message with him. He wanted to make Cempaka his son-in-law.

And, the lucky Buana is chosen by Cempaka, who finally somehow fates his love now.

Now lived Cempaka who languished, suffering because of his empty love, which is not necessarily his direction and certainty.

"It's all done" muttered Cempaka as he rushed in through the side door. The door leading to the kitchen.

"Assalamualaikum.." He said to his mother who was concocting groceries made in his cooking that morning.

"Waalaikumsalam.. Has it been done, son?" Bu Sekar answered Cempaka's greeting while asking about his work.

"It's mom, I ngaso first huh" he said as he poured warm tea water into the cup.

A cup full of warm tea had already barged into his throat.

"Alhamdulillah.Fresh taste of this warm tea" he said as he stroked his neck gently.

"What are you cooking, ma'am, today?" Ask curiously.

"Mother wants to cook the favorite vegetable lodeh our family, who uses chili gendot that you know!... Come on, help me cut the vegetables, let it settle quickly" said Bu Sekar.

"Okay mom, I really like that vegetable. Make a seger to the body, so increase the spirit" Cempaka immediately cut the vegetables deftly.

"Assynoltom... You look so happy this morning!... Have you started to forget that Buana of yours?" Ask the flowers who came to help.

"Waalaikum... It's brother ah!... Don't talk about him, I'm serious about chopping chili gendot. If I want to know what the same father said. So wait for the speech from his family" Sahut Cempaka a little calm.

"Thank God then, hopefully the Buana remembers the same promise" he said while slicing chayote made in making vegetable lodeh.

When finished, wash the vegetables and put them in a pot containing boiling water.

Flowers mengolek the spice, while Cempaka memosrek bathroom that is always in his work every morning, while bathing.

After the shower, everyone had breakfast together.

"You look very neat, like you're leaving" Bunga looked at his sister and asked curiously.

"Yes brother!... I want to go to Ujung village, there is a duty from the father to there" Sahut Cempaka while eating his food greedily.

"To Ujung village? Duty from father?... That's a long way, sir. What kind of task is there?" Flowers don't understand yet.

" Yes... The Ujung village. The duties of the school, in exchange for the examination supervisor at the Ujung Jaya school, represent our school. Let Cempaka know and have experience" said Pak Jati explained.

"Oohs... I see!... But Cempaka is still honorary energy sir" asked Bunga did not understand.

"It's okay, the important thing is that he is able and able to carry it out, and get assignments from his school. After all, the teachers there cannot leave, because they still have to breastfeed their children" continued Pak Jati again.

"Oh... So apparently, you go home or what? From here to there it's far away" Flowers seemed to be a bit of a concern for her sister.

"Now I want to survey the place first brother!... Tomorrow is not hard anymore. I have a friend who lives there! Friends at school, he had been here a few times" Cempaka explained.

"Thank God, you be careful there!" Saying Attention flowers.

Seeing the intimacy of the brothers, Mr. Jati and Bu Sekar looked at each other with a happy smile.