RESIDUAL WAGES

Setting Foot in Kampung Lapangan

Morning arrived, dawn began to dawn revealing its Yellow Light from the East Ufuk. Now it's time to get ready to head to the Bus Stop. The face of the Shabby Man looked so moody and sad. I approached him who was sitting down and raised his head up in the sky. Both of his hands held his body to the ground.

" I'll go, thank you for taking the time to help me" I said.

The man lowered his face and looked at me. His face was filled with a sideburn and mustache that looks very unkempt.

" Don't thank me. I should be the one to thank you. Because you have awakened me. Before I met you, I was a very bad man. I don't know why I'm knocking to help you." His words are full of regrets.

" I don't know what you've done before. But all I know is you're the man who helped me sincerely" I said sincerely.

" I don't think there's another Angel-hearted Man like you in this world. You are right, your Lord has predestined our meeting. That I may come back to my senses with what I have done." Said the Shabby Man bowing his Head.

" You're worth it, better to regret and improve before it's too late. The breath can still blow. Do your best to become a useful Human Being for yourself and others. Like the little things you've done to me and my Three Sons. But it's so incredible that not necessarily anyone else can do it." I encouraged him

" I want to thank your Lord. For having met me with a woman like you who is extraordinary." Seriously said.

" Keep asking and looking. May my Lord open your heart" I hope.

" Please Pray for Me in your bow" he said expectantly.

" God, Sure" I promise.

Suddenly, my three sons approached us. Zaki who was carried by Zafran My Eldest Son.

" Om, we are very happy to be able to play house-house with a cardboard house Om" said Zul innocently.

" You guys happy?" Said the Shabby Man rubbing Zul's hair gently.

" We'd love to stay here. Om's toy house is so much fun" Timpal Zafran.

Zaki came down from Zafran's sling and walked in a careful step toward the Shabby Man. Zaki laughed crisply as the shabby man tried to tease her. My son looks very happy.

The Shabby Man drove us to the Bus Stop. Shortly waiting, Bima Bus morning passed and stopped in front of us.

" I don't know your name yet" said the man, stopping my steps.

" Call Me Via" I said.

" I will ask your Lord someday I can be reunited with you again" he said expectantly. I just smiled in response.

" My name is Judis" he said, lifting my suitcase into the Bus Baggage.

I got on the bus and waved at him. And so did my three sons. The meeting between us was short but meaningful.

Out of exhaustion I fell asleep on the Bus with my Three Sons. About Two Hours drive Finally We arrived at Port Kayangan. I had to continue my journey by Sea Ship for Three Hours.

This is my journey by Sea Ship for the Second Time. As for my Three Sons, this is their First Journey and Experience. I can't wait to see my Aunt and Uncle in the Village.

" Mom, Zafran is very happy" My Eldest Son said happily. While Zul and Zaki were busy looking at the vast Sea Water. The blowing of the sea breeze caused the eyes of my Third Son to be carried away by drowsiness, and finally my Third Son fell asleep on the seat of the Passenger who was in the room of the Ship. I deliberately took Them into the room, so that the cold sea breeze could not directly penetrate into the body of my Third Son.

We finally arrived at the next port. The Port of Tano. While waiting for the Ship to lean into the Pier, My Son and I prepared to go downstairs and look for the Bus We were riding on at the Bus Stop.

" Mom, Zafran can't wait to see Grandma and Grandpa" Zafran said excitedly.

" Yes, Zul too" said My Second Son.

As usual, we fell asleep on the bus. Not felt the bus stopped in a village that has become a Subdistrict. The bus pulled over on the side of the road. I went down and took my suitcase inside the Bus Baggage.

" We've arrived, Mom?" Zafran asked squirming his body.

" Not Nak, We are still Riding the Vehicle again to Kampung Granny" said I.

" Away too ma'am, Zul is hungry" Zul said holding his stomach.

" Let's eat there first" Show me to the Dinner Stall.

We went in and ordered food. Before long the food we ordered was put by the Owner of the Stall on the table.

" Mommy, in Grandma's Village there's no Zoo?" Ask my son Zul to know.

" In Kampung Granny there is no Nak Zoo, but there are also many Animals there" I said.

" Hehe, Mom's son is cute. Mom just returned home, huh, Mom?" Ask the Mother of the Owner of the Warehouse while smiling at the chattering of my Third Son.

" Yes, Mum. It's been Eleven Years I've never been home" I said honestly.

" Sama Ma'am, I've also been 20 years never returned to Kampung. Mother is from Flores and is Convincing People here. I never knew about the situation of my mother's family there. Even if Mom comes home they won't accept Mom. Because Mom changed faith with Husband to be a Nausea." Said the mother.

" I'm down concerned Mom. Hopefully one day God will meet Mother with Both Old Parents Mother" I said with sadness.

When I wanted to pay for my food, Mom gave me my money back.

" Save it, I sincerely give you free Rice" said the mother sincerely.

I tried to force Mom to take my money. However, the Warung Owner's mother still kekeh did not want to take it. I was forced to give up and say thank you. I'm very lucky to meet good people.

With the stomach condition that has been filled, I also continued the journey by waiting for Bemo Village to pass to my Village.

Luckily, before long Bemo stopped in front of us. About half an hour drive we arrived. My village which was once still deserted by residents now, has been filled with Citizen Houses. The wide paddy field on the side of the road is now turned into a House Building. I was almost confused by the road to My Uncle and Aunt's House.By being forced I also asked one of the Residents in My Village where the existence of My Aunt Yanti and Uncle Marwan's House. Looks like what I'm asking is a new Resident, He doesn't know that Name at all. Finally I opened the Suitcase and took a picture of my wedding accompanied by Aunt and Uncle as my Sender at that time.

Not desperate I also walked while remembering the direction of Bi Yanti House. Suddenly a Grandma whom I knew so well was carrying a Basket over her Head.

" Siam Papen?" [Pape is a Call for a Grandma] My words are happy.

Grandma Siamese squinted her eyes and thought for a moment.

" The onte?" He said he recognized me.[ Onte is the nickname of My Camp Girl Child].

I immediately cried hugging Him with a breath. Grandma Siamese is my mother's neighbor first. Before Both My Parents Died It was the One who always took part in caring for my Mother and Father.