Renjana Dusk Kala

Chapter 40. The Unexpected Hugs

Jakarta

Pocktail

He was prejudiced that Tama would break the promise. Especially after someone who claimed to be from the Resort office called Devano, ordered the takjil in a way that was quite forcing.

But counted twice he visited the Resort office, never once met with Tama. Or just look at the shadow of the man at a glance. It was like being lost to the earth.

Make him ventured to find out by asking Devano. Every time he came to the office, he followed every step. Watching every move he does. It was as if he was a dangerous target that should always be monitored.

And the answer that Devano gave was quite surprising, "Pak Tama is very busy, Mom. Last afternoon flew to Surabaya because her mother-in-law died."

A flash of his memory of meeting Kinanti, Tama's ex-wife at the home of the late Mr. Setyo, came to the surface. About how awkward the three of them were when sitting at the same table.

"So ... mom couldn't meet with him today," Devano added.

He sighed in disbelief, "I don't want to meet ...."

"Yes, Mom," Devano hurriedly nodded. "Mom didn't want to meet. But Mr. Tama wants to see Mom."

Just be right. How could Tama possibly expose something like this to others?

"Maybe ... Do you have a message for Father?" Devano looked at him with serious mimicry. "I'll tell you when he gets back to the office."

"Nothing" he answered quickly. "Thank you."

Actually he wanted to tell Tama to just go away. Do not put him in a difficult position. Including staying away from his children, especially Sasa. Don't let his little daughter have a deep sense. It would certainly be very disappointing if one day the reality about the strata differences between them came to the fore.

He wanted Tama to return to her place soon. Live their lives as before. Let's just say they've never met, like two strangers who don't know each other.

He also hopes Tama never tries to keep getting closer. Because he really did not know what answer to give, if Tama still insisted.

Because he wants to meet again with Bang Is later. Gather in his jannah (heaven). Never wanted anyone to accompany him for the rest of his life. It is enough that his three children become entertainers of the heart and the light of the eye. Happiness source.

But sometimes, what you want is not always in line with reality.

"So afternoon Anjani called," said mamak after attending a lecture at the madrasah owned by Ustadz Arif. When he was pulling the handle of the press machine. To close the glass containing ice cucumber shaved order from the District office.

"Tomorrow we're invited to Miss Niar's house for a family event."

He swallowed. While pulling the glass containing ice shaved cucumber that has been tightly closed nervously.

"Tomorrow how many orders?" Ask your mom while approaching. Then count the number of glasses containing shaved cucumber ice that has been lined up, ready to be packed.

He again swallowed. Trying to remember the booking schedule, "Only orders from the mother of Salma and the Midwife of Grace."

"Finish before the ashar time" murmured mamak while helping to put the glass that had been tightly sealed into the container box.

"After Ashar, we immediately go to Anjani's house," continued mamak again made him breathe a long breath.

"I'm at home" he said, venturing out. Because, going to Anjani's house means meeting with Tama. But he was trying to avoid. Not ready if they have to meet so soon. Especially at family events.

Mom smiled as she patted her shoulder, "We're all going to leave."

He looked at me trying to beg. Because he really didn't want to meet Tama. The man always managed to make his heart, mind, and response chaotic. He certainly did not want to show anxiety in front of the children and family of Bu Niar. Can't do.

My mom is still smiling. This time she rubbed her hair lovingly. Then said the sentence that made his heart break,

"Maybe ..this is an opportunity that can answer anxiety. We can't keep running and hiding, can we?"

The next day, the mamak himself cooked a flour cake to bring as a hand to Anjani's house. Cakes that have a soft and sweet texture like this mud cake, become one of the favorite menus that are widely ordered to break the fast.

But he was surprised to find that the mamak was blending pandan leaves, "For what, Mommy?"

"We make pandan wings," replied mamak while turning off the blender and filtering the water. "Look prettier and richer in taste."

He immediately swallowed. Suddenly remembered the cake Tama ordered while they were in the Mall. Pandan brown sugar. Just by chance, his mind calmed itself.

While Umay and Sasa become the most enthusiastic when they find out if they will go to Dekgam's house. Even to forget about taking a nap, so engrossed in chatting about how later at the Dekgam house.

"Asyiik .. would like to see Dekgam. Yeyeyeyeye!" Girang Sasa who was sitting in front of the television with Umay. When he was putting the timphan cake into the snack box ordered by the mother of Salma.

"I've really missed knowing, Bang ... same Dekgam," continued Sasa excitedly. "How many years have we not seen Dekgam, Ma?"

Inevitably he became laughing, "Two weeks ago Dekgam just slept here, Sasa. Not many years."

"It seems like a long time." But Sasa did not want to lose. "What a sling does Dekgaaaam .. hihihi .. pingin pinch the cheek of the embossment ...."

"Don't pinch." He nodded in disagreement. "Just be happy."

Sasa did not answer. Even giggling themselves. Maybe you're imagining Dekgam's cuteness.

"If I .. kangen put Lego together with Yah bit," Umay timpal, with eyes still glaring towards the television screen.

"There's a Yah bit in Dekgam's house, Ma?" Sasa looked towards him.

"Allah is there" he nodded quickly. While compiling a snack box that has contained three kinds of takjil into the cardboard. "Yah bit is now still on the way from Bandung. We'll meet at Dekgam's house."

"If om?"

His hand that was arranging the cardboard suddenly stopped.

"Om there too, Ma?" Sasa asked as he continued to look at her.

"Maye ...." Pekik Umay seemed to remember something. "We can see the police again, can't we, Ma?"

His hand still hangs over the last snack box. Take a deep breath and breathe slowly. His head suddenly felt dizzy when he heard the question posed by Sasa and Umay.

"Bang," Sasa exclaimed without waiting for an answer from her. "Ustadzah Mutia said, the month of fasting is the month of prayer." ©

"Mending now we pray so we can meet you at the house of Dekgam," continued Sasa enthusiastically.

"Gee ... Sasa pinter now," Umay muttered sounding in sincere amazement. But it makes the dizziness in his head increase.

And when he was storing a box containing pandan hulls that were still reflecting thin steam, Sasa who had just finished bathing came out of the room with a raised smile.

He smiled back at Sasa. More and more independent today. It does not have to be served all its needs.

"Pick your own clothes, Ma," Sasa bumped into her waist. Then the spoiled swirl wrapped both arms. "Princess dress a gift from om."

His smile immediately evaporated upon hearing the last sentence Sasa said.

"Sa ...." His murmur was agitated as he rubbed Sasa's hair which was still half wet and not yet combed.

"His mind must be busy. If you don't meet later ... Sasa can not sulk ya," he said while exhaling a long breath. I really hope they won't see each other tonight.

Sasa nodded until the tiny head touched his heart, "Yes, Ma. Sasa won't sulk."

He rubbed Sasa's hair with a masygul. Tama's existence in Sasa's eyes was already too deep. He must stop it immediately. Before it's too late.

Now, as he was thrusting a pentule needle into the fold of the hijab beside his forehead, there was the sound of people coming to see you.

"Yeee ... was picked up by Mr. Cipto," Sasa's carefree screeches rang out into the room. "Mama ... cepetan .. has been picked up by Mr. Cipto."

"If there is no need to bother," said mamak, when he was installing a pearl-shaped brooch that has been his favorite so far.

"Would be picked up with Den Cakra," replied Mr. Cipto. "But just now ... Den Cakra just came by train from Bandung. So I'm the one who was told to pick up Miss Niar."

Sasa and Umay were unceasingly chattering along their journey towards the front of the alley. Occasionally while joking and laughing cheerfully with Mr. Cipto. Ah, Sasa was indeed easily familiar with everyone. Different from Icad. His eldest son always kept his distance first before deciding to be close to others.

"Om there, Mr Cipto?" Ask Sasa who is excited, because he can sit in the front seat together with Umay.

"Om who?" Mr. Cipto who began to drive a vehicle looks confused.

"Om Sada?" Guess Mr. Cipto later. "Neng Dara with his children. Just came from Jogja this afternoon."

"Maybe Om Sadanya will follow," continued Mr. Cipto.

But Sasa immediately shook his head, "It's not Lana's father, Mr. Cipto. But the other one."

"Oh ...." Mr. Cipto laughed. "Om Tama?"

Sasa nodded with confidence, "Yes. Sasa forgot his name hihihi ...."

Mr. Cipto shook his head, "So there hasn't been."

"Yeah ...." Sasa looked disappointed.

"Please, Sa," said Umay. "We were praying. Wait for the result."

Sasa again nodded with a wide smile, "Yes yes, Bang. Sasa patiently waiting for his prayer to be answered."

"What prayers?" Mr. Cipto turned his head towards Sasa confused.

Make him hurriedly cleared his throat, "Sasa, Umay! Don't talk to Mr. Cipto. Danger is driving."

"Yes, Ma," Sasa answered obediently. No more talking to Mr. Cipto. Assyik chattering with Umay. Calculate the number of vehicles they used. Guess the name of the store and bank that passed. Read the big billboards found. As if there was no end to the chat materials that Sasa had as well as Umay. It flows like clear river water.

While he could only swallow spit up many times. Feeling agitated because it was almost to the house of Anjani. While mamak and Icad who sat on his left right side also fell silent to pay attention to the streets. No one is interested in speaking up.

The feeling was getting more agitated, when the car they were riding in began to enter the front yard of Anjani's house. And found a special police numbered vehicle that is quite known, has been parked in front of the garage.

May only the vehicle be similar, the mind is trying to calm down.

"That's Lana! There's Lana!" Pekik Sasa who saw Lana was playing a bicycle in the yard. "There's Lana!"

As soon as Mr. Cipto stopped the car, Umay and Sasa immediately rushed out. I don't care about those in the back seat. Directly ran over to Lana while exclaiming cheerfully.

"Umay! Sasa! Be careful!" He tried to remind. But Umay and Sasa definitely couldn't hear his voice. Because it's been fun chatting and laughing giggling with Lana.

He walked to the terrace with Mamak and Icad. Carrying a box containing a still-warm pandanus shell. But before reaching the terrace, Lana ran to the three of them just to greet.

"Beautiful and smart boy," mamak murmured when he found courtesy in a child as small as Lana.

"Lana ... when did you come here, baby?" He smiled as he rubbed the head of the little girl Sasa's age.

"Last noon," Lana replied in passing. Back ran over to Umay and Sasa who were waiting in the courtyard.

Mamak and Icad first walked to the terrace. Where Anjani who was carrying Aran suddenly came out of the house and welcomed their arrival.

"Wah .. granny has come," exclaimed Anjani cheerfully. "There's Cutbang too."

While he chose to break the steps. Not following mamak and Icad who have now started to tease Aran, "Makin kebul aja nih Dekgam."

Try to call Umay and Sasa to greet him first before returning to play, "Umay! Sasah!"

"Poya .. here Popoya ...." Anjani called out to Sasa. "Cutngoh .. has been awaited with Kak Yasa tuh inside. Get it here."

Umay and Sasa immediately grumbled Anjani and laughed. While he asked Icad to help hold the box of Pandan. Then take over Aran from Anjani's sling.

"Awwa .. awwa ...." Aran nodded, pointing at his face after switching from Anjani's sling.

He immediately laughed at Aran's name for himself, "The Clever Dekgam. Remember the same Nyakwa (why father's sister - Aceh-) huh? Try again ... Ny a k w a ...."

Aran followed his words, then chuckled amusedly because he hunted down the cheeks of the cute baby.

"Look in, Mommy ...." Anjani took a mamak's arm to get inside the house. Followed by the children as well as himself.

Icad carrying a box containing pandan cassava. Umay who was busy mocking Sasa and Lana who had been giggling together. While he tickles Aran's stomach by kissing him.

"There's a bit inside ...." Whisper Anjani as if it was the most secret thing.

"Sasa kangen is not the same Well bit? Same dong ... Aunt Anja is also very kangeeeen same Well bit," continued Anjani make himself and mamak laugh while shaking his head. Anjani and Agam, the status alone has a family with one child. But the behavior of the two of them is still like a schoolgirl who just knew love.

Sasa and Lana were still both giggling by themselves. Not listening to Anjani's veiled curses at all.

"Eh .. It's Well bit ...." Anjani exclaimed, as soon as they passed through the living room and went straight into the living room.

Found Agam sitting in the living room, chatting with Ms. Niar, Dara and ....

"Oii ... The troops are coming!" Welcome Agam to see their presence. Jump up from the sofa, then crouch down while stretching your arms wide to the side. Prepare to welcome Sasa, who will usually run across hugging Yah his beloved bit.

But Sasa stopped the move. Not directly welcome the hand stretch Agam. Silent for a moment with sparkling eyes. Like finding something so desirable.

Before Sasa finally ran away as fast as lightning. But passing through Agam just like that. To hug the man standing right behind Agam.

"Well, Sasa was wrong ...." Seloroh Agam who was unable to cover his surprise.

Also Niar's mother, Dara, Anjani, mamak, including himself. Everyone was surprised even glued. Because no one ever thought, if Sasa prefers to hit Tama with joy. Rather than welcoming Yah his own bits.

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Remarks :

© : “There are three groups that are not denied prayer, namely people fasting until breaking, fair leaders and people who are wronged.” (Hadith narrates Ahmad, Tirmidhi and Ibn Majah).

However, it should be underlined that in reality man can only ask and strive, the rest of God will regulate it.

The prayer that is answered is not a prayer that comes true according to what we expect, but more than that.

From Abu Said, the Prophet said, “Not a Muslim prays unless Allah will give one of these three things: it can be hastened to fulfill his request, or it can also be granted in the Hereafter, or Allah turned him away from the calamity which was commensurate with the prayer which he asked.” (Hadith narration of Ahmad) (source: iispsm.sch.id).