Pioneering Life in the Land of the Region

CHAPTER 4 FIRST IMPRESSIONS

It's been 9pm, 24 hours we've been on the ship.

'Alhamdulillah will soon nyampe'batinku

but there was a notice from the ship.

"notification of Kirana III destination S****** - S********* will resume at 12.00 due to the condition of the waters of the bay S***** is receding"

"let's recede the water.later at 12 the boat goes again" said bang Azraf explained.

"do you want nyampe after all?" ask papa curiously

"came on pa"

"what time are we going to port?"

"around 3am pa"

papa and I just nodded.

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1 Hour before getting out of the ship I take a clean body first. My body already smells wry, because 2 days have not taken a bath, last shower when still at home yesterday. After bathing somehow it feels nauseous my stomach and I vomit. already 2 times I vomit During the trip. first, when you rest at the gas station.

flashback on the way

"don't miss pregnant nduk" asked mbak husna when massaging my neck.

"cook anyway mbak lah wong not too late menstruation kok pregnant"

"signs of pregnancy yes macem nduk..."

"vr.ueek"

"my feeling sure you're pregnant" mbak husna was still massaging while patting my back

"doain aja mbak husna hehe, but I think I just catch a cold anyway, la wong earlier during the trip my stomach is not good"

"yes, this wis is a drink of tea angelnya let your stomach delicious. This abis we go straight back to the car, have been awaited tuh same mas mu" mbak husna thrust a glass of warm tea.

"yes yes" while receiving a glass of tea and drinking it.

'is cooking really mbak husna when I'm pregnant?'I murmured when I recalled the words mbak husna. 'it might just be my guess that I belom late, I will check if it's too late a week' I murmured while washing my face in the sink and immediately came out of the toilet.

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at exactly 3am

we got out of the boat and we asked the porter for help to bring our goods.

"matur nuwun sir" said bang Azraf while giving wages to the porter who brought our goods.

shortly bang Haidar and 6 brother bang Azraf came to pick us up. I was a little surprised when they took us walking towards our vehicle.

'why pick up cars? seriously picked up using my inner pick up who saw our goods in the layout on the pick up car. and my curiosity was answered when I saw 4 motorcycles coming to us.

I chose to ride a boncery bike with Azraf bang, papa just let the pick up safer.

in the middle of our trip was rained. The rain fell so heavy that it made us have to take shelter.

"cold bang"

"patience, sorry maybe Mas Haidar forgot not to bring a raincoat"

"iya gapapa kok, the important papa not rained bang" said me while smiling looking at my husband's face. My gaze then turned to the pick up car, sound papa like calling bang Azraf. bang Azraf rushed over to papa who had deliberately not come down.

I don't know what papa was talking about, but after that I saw bang Azraf calling the pick up driver and asked him to drop off the printer and move it forward at papa's wishes.

'o Allah, papa, still thinking about goods, but already covered with tarps' I murmured when I understood the intention that papa wanted.

"why bang" I asked when I saw the Azraf bang running into me.

"papa want to hold the printer, want on my bench he said he was afraid of rain behind" said bang Azraf while shaking his wet clothes.I nodded ngugget just because confused to respond to what, I was confused to respond, I know the truth.

a little while we took shelter so we decided to continue the journey, because the morning sun was soon rising.it was a little rain, just drizzle.

entering the village road where my husband lived, the streets are very muddy due to rain.This village is right on the edge of the big river. pick up was forced to stop at the end of the alley because the muddy road is difficult to get into. I saw papa get off the pick up and walk barefoot because of slippery fear of slipping he said.

'o Allah think what is in your mind when you know the only daughter will live in a remote village with village conditions like this?' my mind when I see my father walking barefoot. tears feel like falling but I can bear. 'I can't cry, I can't be sad, I must be strong, I must be firm' muttered and I immediately turned my gaze to the Mirna who welcomed our arrival.mbak Mirna and mbak Nura came out of the house.

I consider it a triumphant smile because it has succeeded in persuading us to come home soon.the persuasion that came from my mother-in-law.butii.

'where's ibuk? shouldn't we welcome our arrival? why don't I see it' my inner self

"where's ibuk?" ask bang Azraf

"the bus went to the garden at dawn" replied Mirna

bang azraf just nodded slowly.

"let's go inside the pack" said Nura, inviting us in. We all went inside the house, and then I changed my clothes immediately, it was cold.

'is not this his desire, is not this his will, almost every day persuading us to call us to tell him to go home, eh instead of welcoming but left behind the garden? who came there is also the iron, if only me and bang Azraf who came anyway g what. can not ya a day off work because want besan come. why also mbak Mirna mbak Nura g forbid my inner ibuk. hfff' when changing clothes. feelings of annoyance and disappointment to my mother-in-law began to arise again. the first impression came already bad mood because ibuk did not welcome us when it was clear this was not an ordinary guest and we had told him that papa was taking us. 'astaghfirullah why I am, there will be a mother or there will be no Mirna mbak same mbak Nura who replaces welcome us' immediately quash thoughts and feelings of resentment in the heart, I quickly change clothes. struggling with annoyance will not make my stomach rumbling so full.I should help prepare snacks and drinks for papa before breakfast is cooked.

"my wife why hmmm?" my husband came to surprise me.

"eh Brother is okay, come out my father" I said and immediately left my husband in the room. It seems like bang Azraf realized my frustration earlier or maybe just my feelings.

I immediately went to the kitchen to serve warm tea for all of us. In the cold weather, I heard like there was a conversation in the kitchen. but what are Nura and Mirna talking about in the kitchen? I heard a little, it turns out they are confused about what breakfast to serve us. because blm had time to shop. I also heard mbak Nura gave a suggestion to cook chicken kampung for staying take in the back cage.

again I exhaled to see family here, O Allah. I repeatedly beristighfar.

'o Allah, does the family here not care about our arrival? so that small problems are confused, should if they really wait for our arrival and the iron. we come from far away still told to wait for them to come out of their confusion? confusion thinking about the problem of food that should have been ripe. such as the saying ready umbrella before the rain, instead of looking for an umbrella when it rains' murmured me then immediately bring a tray containing warm tea drinks out.

'Astaghfirullah O Allah, forgive me for struggling with my own ego, I do not know what the actual situation is here, but have been willing to judge, the important thing is that later there will be breakfast served to papa, they are different from my family who are always ready for umbrellas before the rain, I can not compare it, ' I murmured again.

I put the tray and poured tea for papa. leftover snacks on the ship I put in a jar. that's just a stomach puffer no other snacks while waiting for breakfast cooked.