RESIDUAL WAGES

My meeting with Aunt

" Otte, your partner Papu" [Onte, Pa kabar Cucuku]. Siamese grandmother asked me how I was doing while sobbing. Unceasingly Grandma Siamese kissed my face and rubbed my Hair. Then took off his embrace and turned to look at my Third Son.

" Balloku ticking Onte?" [this is Buyutku Onte?] Shiam Grandma asked, bending her body.

" Yes Papen" I said.

UHU UHU UHU UHU

The Siamese Grandmother cried again as if she had seen my three Sons who had been confused to hear my language.

" Uuuu, Baloku ale nanta na. Belo umir Balo ae's grandmother" [Pity Buyutku, Long Life Buyut yes.] Said Grandma Siam sobbing while kissing my Three Sons in turn. All three of my sons were just sculpting and still looked confused.

Siamese Grandmother took us to Aunt Yanti's house. About ten minutes walk. We finally arrived. Siamese grandmother said, Aunt Yanti and Uncle Marwan have long moved from their former home. Aunt Yanti's house was sold for Bibi's medical expenses. The house with the walls of bamboo looks very quiet. We also entered the yard of Bibi's house which was filled with weeds and withered plants. Seeing the state of Aunt's house from outside my heart was very full. I tried to hold back my tears so I wouldn't fall.

" Yanti, O yanti" Call Grandma Siam knocking on the door. There's no answer. The Siamese grandmother opened the door slowly and entered the house. I also invited my Three Sons to come inside. There appeared a thin, dry woman, with sunken eyes and her thin cheekbones lying weakly on a shabby mattress without sheets. She is my Aunt Yanti. Unaware, I cried sobbing toward my Aunt.

" Aunty?" I sobbed while kissing her skinny hands. For a moment he looked at me and shed tears.

" My son, We intan latala e. Via's son!" Shouted Aunt crying hysterically. He immediately pulled my head over his chest. Because even to wake up he could not.

" Via Anak, Ka mepang mu Son? Roa atemu topo you come ingo gitaku. Uhu.uhu.uhu" [My son Via, you are from anywhere. Why only now have you come to visit me] said Aunt sobbing.

" I'm sorry, I'm going to give you a Bibi's gamma" [I'm sorry, I'm sorry Aunty] I kissed my Aunt's head to my feet.

" Here Zafran, Zul, Zaki. This is your Grandma, son." I called my Three Children and introduced Them to Auntie.

UHU UHU UHU UHU

" Belo umir grandma Papu, smell mo ku lalo I Son e, kamo Ku ketemung to Grandma" [Long life Grandkids, my grandchildren, I can leave quietly now that I've met you guys] Auntie said back sobbing.

Both of my children also cried even though they did not understand what his Grandmother said. Siamese Grandma could only be soaked. My meeting this time was very sad and cut my heart because it saw the state of my Aunt who was in pain.

It used to be My Hands that wiped My Eyes Water when I cried for the Death of My Mother and Father. It's the body that holds my weight when I want to be carried. That energy is now powerless.

I'm an Orphan, since I was Five. Both of my parents died of chronic diseases. Both of my Parents never went to the Doctor or went to the Hospital for treatment. Because in the past, Both of My Parents could not be categorized We are Poor Poor. I'm the only Son. After my Second Parent died my Aunt and Uncle took over to take care of me. It just so happens that both of them have no mothers.

My aunt and uncle loved me with all their heart. Despite living in poverty, he never complained about the hardships of his life. I have always been under the doctrine of doing good to anyone. His knowledge and upbringing to this day I practice it with my Three Sons. Even though I've broken it now. I disobeyed my Husband and fought with my In-laws. Honestly, I can't be as good as He is.

I started cleaning the bed and the whole Auntie's house, the house that was not maintained now became cleaner and came back to life. While my Third Child played to see the Livestock that roamed. I also went to the kitchen to cook. Cooking at Aunt's house from the past until now still uses a Wood Furnace. As a result I have never used it for a long time, so I'm a little difficult to turn on the Fire. Undesperate, with a funnel made of small bamboo. I tried to blow the fire. Suddenly I remembered my late mother. I remember when my mother blew Fire like I do now. When my mother was in the kitchen I was always by her side. Waiting for Mom to feed me with Rice Crust sprinkled with salt and grated coconut on top. Without the Fish, it feels good to go into my stomach. Added to that with a mouthful from Mom from her own hands. After my father was full, he carried me on his shoulders and took me to the rice field and played there. His heavy hands always stroked my head gently. Their attention and affection now remain only memories. It didn't feel like a clear feather dripped down my cheek. I miss you, Mother. May my Two Parents be placed by God in the most beautiful place of Heaven. My prayer in my heart.

After Porridge and other Food is cooked. I also called my Three Sons to fill Their bellies. After I have prepared My Son's Third Meal They eat it with great pleasure. Meanwhile, I fed Auntie with Porridge and side dishes I made. While I bribe Auntie unceasingly shed tears from feeling happy.

" Me pang Father Papuku Son?" [Where's My Granddaughter's Dad?] Ask Auntie to know.

" Bi, Husband Via is busy. And Husband Via has not been able to visit Auntie. Via's husband also said hello to Auntie "My answer is lying.

" Comfortable atemu Anak?" [Are you happy, son?] Ask Aunt again.

" Via Bahagia Bibi, Husband Via very fond of Via and Children" I replied defending Mas Surya.

" Thankful mo Anak e" [Thank God Nak] said Aunt sobbing again.

Towards Magrib, Uncle Marwan also returned from Sawah. He daily care for and care for the Landlord's Sawah in this Village. It was the Landlord who gave Rice to Uncle as a reward for every harvest. In addition to the rice, the Landlord also gave Uncle Satu Sack of Rice for sale. Sometimes, if the price of Rice rises then Uncle can hold money of Four Hundred to Five Hundred Thousand per Three Months. Actually, that wage is not worth your Uncle's hard work. However, living in a remote village is very difficult to make money. Moreover, Uncle and Aunt do not have a single Sawah. Lucky the Landlord wants to hire Uncle.