PAPER BOATS (Trapped by the Past)

Chapter 209 MEMORY TO THE PAST

Ms. Yudi bailed home, as soon as Haris' car entered the garage.

"Well, how come home?" ask Susi base stale.

"Yes. Mr. Haris also went home. Come, Susi Ma. Nadias. Play around to the house. We'll be ready later. The mango tree is already fruitful."

Bu Yudi pointed towards his courtyard. There is a grafted mango tree that has begun to bear fruit.

Nadia's eyes suddenly sparkled at the word rujakan.

Hm. So kepingin. But if the rendezvous is at Yudi's mom's house, it can kongslet her ears. His whole day of speaking.

"Yes, Mom. Thanks though. Anytime" said Nadia.

"Yes sometime, Nadia. Night-night eating rujak. Pamali!" said ma Yudi.

"Come, excuse me." Bu Yudi said goodbye. He also nodded kindly at Haris.

Haris, who had gotten out of the car, nodded kindly to his neighbor.

Haris was welcomed by his wife and son.

"What a long time, Pa?" ask Susi.

"Yes, Ma. There was an accident. So the streets are jammed. Biasa our people. If there is an accident, instead of being helped first, even on moto-motoin," replied Haris.

"Papa motoin isn't it?" ask Nadia.

"Hush! You're it. Papa you're a reporter, what?" Susi rebukes Nadia.

"Yes kali. To be a media correspondent. Hehe." Nadia chuckles.

"Well, have you eaten?" ask Haris to Susi.

"Yet. Nungguin Papa. Let us eat together" Susi replied.

"Father long, Ma. If Mama has laper, eat first also nothing. Time has to be laper," Haris said as he walked to the room.

And as always, the habit of showering after work. Haris took a bath, even though his stomach was rumbling.

Susi, who has memorized the habits of her husband, just prepared a nightgown for Haris. Because shortly after eating, Haris will sleep.

Haris has been on the streets all day. It will be faster to sleep. Despite their health, habits are not good.

Nadia took advantage of the opportunity to climb into her room. His eyes are also sticky.

Arriving at the bed, although her eyes were sticky, Nadia could not sleep. He even thought about the invitation of Ms. Yudi, welcome her to his house.

Nadia imagines young mango dipped in sambal rujak.

Hmmm. It must be delicious and fresh. Nadia almost drooled at the thought.

I have not eaten Rujak for a long time. Nadia's memory drifted back to the events of years ago.

The flash back on.

As usual, the three friends, Nadia, Surya and the Gods go home together. They boarded an angkot to Nadia's housing complex.

From the front of the complex, they walked in after getting off the angkot.

In front of the shop of Nur Bu, they met Rahma. He's buying brown sugar.

"Surya!" call Rahma.

The three of them stopped. And look towards Rahma.

"Yes, Ma." Surya approached Rahma, then shook her hand with reverence.

Nadia and the gods followed.

"You must be thirsty. Come on, have a drink. Tuh, take a cold drink at the showcase," said Rahma.

Rahma thought the three were like her own children.

Nadia, obviously because they were neighbors for a long time. And the God, though his house was far away, but as almost every day met, so very close to Rahma.

Without being told twice, they immediately scrambled to choose the preferred drink.

Nadia chose her favorite orange-flavored drink. The gods chose soft drinks.

Rahma looked at them with a smile. Children who always go to school.

The three of them were almost never involved in juvenile delinquency. Who likes brawl, skipping school. Or entangled in illegal goods such as drugs or liquor.

Their lives look very happy. Although only three. But if you are collected and free from schoolwork, the crowd exceeds the average person.

Moreover, Nadia, although her body is small but bringled and her voice is flattering.

"Sur, Mama again kepingin make rujak. There happened to be a fruit man in front of the house. You'll be home later, yes" said Rahma.

They're gazing. Ask each other for opinions. And before long, compact nodded.

"But Nadia changed clothes first at home, Auntie," said Nadia.

"Yes. Nothing," said Rahma.

After all, they will pass Nadia's house first. And his spirit also just wanted to be made after Rahma got to his house.

Rahma purposely made it daytime. In addition to the hot weather will be fresh by eating rujak, Rahma is also lazy to eat it alone. Because Sinta also came home in the afternoon.

At that time Sinta was still third grade Junior High School. And those three kids are just second grade High School.

After finishing the drink, they also paid to Nadia's house first.

"They get along really well, Ms. Rahma," said Ms. Nur.

"Yes. From the beginning of entering High School they are familiar. And now they are separated. Not a class anymore. But still familiar," said Rahma.

"Enak tuh's. Can look after each other. Especially Nadia who is her own girl. Bu Susi so no worries," said Bu Nur.

"What are the questions, Miss Nur?" ask Rahma.

"Bu Rahma knows for herself, how the association of children today. The women are so.the men are even more horrified," replied Ms. Nur.

Rahma nodded, understanding the meaning of Nur's words. Because Rahma also often felt anxious.

Fortunately the three of them were always compact. And as Bu Nur said, they always look after each other.

"I'll excuse you, Miss Nur." Rahma, who had finished shopping and paid for it, immediately went home on her folding bike.

Although at home there is a motorbike, if only going to the stall, Rahma prefers to ride a bike. All for sport.

Rahma passes by Nadia's family home. The three children are invisible. Only their shoes were scattered at the door.

As usual, they go in first and scramble for PS sticks. Nadia usually gives up. Because he can play by himself after they both go home.

And as usual, Susi provides food for the three of them. For Susi, it was a lot of fun.

After Nadia's sister chose to study outside the city, the house became increasingly quiet. And the presence of two friends Nadia, able to treat Susi's longing for her son.

"You eat first, yeah. Aunt is ready, at the dinner table." Susi pointed towards the dining room.

"Mama tell us to go home, Auntie. He said mama wants to make a cheer for us," said Surya.

"You eat rice first. Pity your stomach, if it is filled directly. It will hurt. Fill it a little bit" said Susi.

"But, Aunt....."

Surya did not have time to say, Susi, who was the same as Nadia, immediately said, "Tante was tired of cooking. Eat first even if it's just a little."

Because it felt bad to refuse again, Surya and the Gods complied.

They followed Susi to the dining room. Nadia who just came down from her room also joined.

Mbok Nah helps Susi prepare food.

And his third eye immediately sparkled, as soon as he saw the cuisine being served.

"Wow! If this is the case, you won't be able to eat a little!" said Surya.

And without being told again, the three of them immediately brushed it off.