One Big Dipper Two Love

Chapter 89

Harum originally wanted to go down in the shadow terminal PCI (Pondok Cilegon Indah) to then take an angkot to his house. However, the mother who was sitting with Harum just kept asking him to chat. Fragrance that is usually not good for people, finally undo his plan and decided to go down in Peacock only. Later from the new Peacock he will ride the angkot twice to his home. It's further away, but that's okay. Think Fragrant.

“Which person are you, son?” ask the mother who was wearing the glasses.

“If you say Grandma, my papa is Javanese, while the mama is Sundanese. They met in Cilegon, got married and I was born" Harum replied. His lips smiled, remembering one by one the family who loved him so much.

“Java and Sunda blend will be beautiful yes," praise the mother. Smiling just responded.

“Definitely his mother is beautiful and his father is handsome," guess the mother again.

“Papa and my Mama have died since I was a child.”

“Innalilahi wa inna ilaihi rojiun, forgive mom yes, Nak.”

“Nothing, Bu.”

“Continue now stay with grandma?”

“My grandmother is dead. I live alone. One day kara.” Smiling bitterly. The mother looked at Harum with pity.

No bus to reach Merak. Harum came down with the mother who, according to Harum, was in her fifties.

“Mother, Where's the peacock? Let's ride my same angkot,” invite Harum after getting off the bus.

“Son, can I ask you one more time? This mother wants to go home to Lampung, but I do not know how to buy a ticket to ride his ship.” The mother looked at Harum with a longing look.

“Mother from Lampung departs with a study group to Daan Mogot television station to watch a live show of Mamah Dadah. From the television station, we take a walk first to ..” The mother paused her sentence trying to remember something. “Duh mom doesn't know her name. Then mother even left the group. Finally, I thought about going to the nearest terminal, and I asked the same person. And at the terminal, I met you, son. Now I don't even know how to ride his ship,” said the mother at length.

Subhanallah, what a pity for this mother. Smelling Fragrant in the Heart.

“Eng, I've never been on a boat either, ma'am. But if the way to buy tickets, insyaallah I know.” Many Harum school friends who studied at UNILA (University of Lampung), Harum and Nina several times have escorted the departure of friends of one gang, so Harum quite know how to cross to Bakauheni by using the sea transportation mode.

Harum then drove the mother to buy a ticket. However, when he saw the tired face of the mother, plus her frail-looking fiisk, fragrant so did not have the heart to let her board the ship alone. The good-natured fragrance thought of delivering it to Bakauheni.

“Bu, how about I take mom to Bakauheni?” tasteless.

“Aalhamdulillah's. I'm even very happy, son,” said the mother semringah. When he first saw Harum in the terminal, the mother who is still unknown to his name believed that Harum was a good person, so he dared to get along with the hijab-wearing woman.

Harum buys regular economy class Ferry boat tickets for two people. He also paid for the ticket and refused politely when the mother gave money to pay for the ticket.

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After that, they boarded a ship. Fragrant without hesitation held the middle-aged mother until she got a seat on the ship.

“Whose name are you, son?” ask the mother after they get a seat.

“My name is Fragrant,” replied Harum while commenting on a smile.

“Wah, his name is the same as my grandson. My grandson is also called Harum.”

“Wah, how can the name be the same?" Smiling fragrance. "By the way I don't know my mother's name yet.”

“Oh yes. Mother's name, Yusma. Call aja Bu Yus.” Then the two again engaged in a conversation full of familiarity.

“Mother lives together with mother's grandson whose name is Fragrant. Harum has been in Jakarta for a week because he was on school holidays. Mother deliberately did not come to Jakarta with her children and grandchildren because she wanted to join the study group to meet Mamah Dadah at the tivi station. Uh, it's like this at last. Hehehe,” said the mother who introduced herself by the name of Bu Yus it ended with laughter. It was nice to respond with a smile.

“Maybe this is a punishment for not asking permission from the same child,” continued Bu Yus.

“How many children do you have?” Classic questions when meeting new people are thrown Harum.

“Mommy has one child. His name is Yuda, the fragrant Papi.”

“Oh.” Fragrant mangut.

A moment later, Harum remembered that he had not prayed Asar. He reached into the bag to pick up his phone to find out what time it is, but the thing he was looking for was not found. Smelling biting lips considering the existence of his cell phone. After a few jokes of thought, he was sure his phone was left behind in the mes room.

“Bu, now is it already in Asar?” ask Harum. Earlier, he left the store after Zuhur prayer.

“It's four o'clock, son. It must have been Asar yes.”

“We look for musala first yuk, Bu,” invite Fragrance and approved by Bu Yus.

Fragrance is not prayer. Luckily, he had a pad in his bag. Finished from the bathroom, Harum waited for the newly known Bu Yus to finish praying.

It's nice to think Peacock-Bakauheni's trip was a matter of minutes. It turns out that more than two hours taken by the regular Ferry boat to dock in the port of Bakauheni.

Descending from the ship, Harum escorted Bu Yusma to search for a musala for Magrib prayers.

“Nak Harum, want to go back to Peacock?” tanya Bu Yusma after coming out from the musala.

Smiling replied with a nod and a smile.

“Eng, sorry, Fragrant Boy. Shouldn't Nak Harum come with mom to go home mom alone? You see, it's night time, if you haven't been on a boat at night. Afraid,” said Bu Yusma raised his shoulders.

“No, Mom, thank you. I'll just go home" said Harum.

“Oh, so yes,” said Bu Yusma with a disappointed look.

“Where is mother's house? Is it far from here?” ask Harum.

“On Metro, Son. About two hours drive by car from here.”

“Oh, far too yes, Bu?”

“Tonight mom stayed alone at home. If Nak Harum wants, Nak Harum can come with mom. Tomorrow the children and grandchildren of the mother come, tomorrow the mother will tell the children of the mother to deliver the Fragrant Nak back home, how?” lontar Bu Yusma with a look of hope.

“Mom just knew me. Do you trust me who is this stranger?”

“Signallah mom believe. From the look on her face and the battle, I'm sure Nak Harum is a good person. If Nak Harum himself do you believe the same mother? If you do not believe, may be rejected offer mother.”

Harum who also trusted Bu Yusma, finally accepted the offer. He also felt he could not bear to let Bu Yusma take a two-hour trip alone.

After eating dinner at a port canteen, they left for Metro Lampung by using travel. At ten o'clock in the night they reached their destination.

Smelling astonished as soon as he set foot in the courtyard of the super spacious house. According to Harum's estimates, Bu Yusma's yard can be used to build four model houses of his parents' house.

Harum so thought, if he refused Bu Yusma's offer, how sorry the old mother lived alone in the house.

Looking at the luxurious house of Bu Yusma, Harum immediately concluded that Bu Yusma was the one who was. Harum became ashamed of himself because it was a snitch to pay for a ship ticket. Economic class as well.

“Come in, Son. Don't worry. Consider it your own home,” invite Bu Yusma friendly.

Harum stepped inside after taking off his KW sneaker. It turns out that even though the yard is wide, the size of the standard Bu Yusma house is like a normal house.

“Formerly husband mother aspires to have many children, so husband mother build a dream house with a large yard so that later children can play ball in front of the house," bu Yusma started telling stories. "Eh, even his son is only one. But yes, just be grateful. Although only one, the important thing has,” continued accompanied by a smile.

After chatting for a while, the two entered their respective rooms. Harum occupies a guest room located right next to Bu Yusma's room.

At midnight, Harum felt his stomach getting sicker. Then he went to the toilet to change the pads. He was a little surprised by the amount of blood that came out. Not as usual when the moon comes.

Until the next day, Harum felt his stomach getting painful like a stab. The blood that came out was still heavy. Every two hours, he had to change his bandage.

“Nak Harum why pale once” asked Bu Yusma after inviting Harum lunch at the dining table.

“My stomach hurts, Mom. Maybe because it came month,” replied Harum while grimacing with pain.

“Then Nak Harum just rest first. My mother's children and grandchildren have informed me that they are on their way here. Maybe in a minute until.”

“Sorry yes, Mom, if my presence here is even troublesome.” Fragrant which is usually diligent, instead does nothing because of pain in his stomach.

“Absolutely no hassle, son. In fact I am very happy,” said Bu Yusma friendly. “After there, Nak Harum rest first,”.

Harum nodded obediently. Before going to the room to rest, he went to the bathroom first. Just as he locked the bathroom, he felt his eyes twinkle. A second later his body collapsed on the floor.

After that, he had heard the noise of knocking on the bathroom door and screaming Bu Yusma. Until then, he heard the sound of the door being broken. Fragrant body felt very weak and his eyes were difficult to open when he felt someone's hand touch the veins of his wrist then immediately his body floated. A pair of sturdy hands held him.

Wh who? Is it Mas Hangga? Inner Fragrant.

‘Mas Hangga,' his heart was crying out.