Ride in Bed
Hope Herman
Adrian took the wallet out of his pants pocket then handed him two hundred thousand pieces. While waiting for change, Dewi wore a helmet that her new homeroom class had bought. He had little trouble hooking the helmet strap because it was too short. Adrian who saw it immediately helped pull the rope then hooked it. After receiving the change, they immediately walked out of the store.
“For you I have to spend money to buy a helmet. Your sentence is added to another week. You have to help me input data every time I go home from school.”
“Bapak is very happy my law. No other work what?”
“You forgot, who cleaned up the mess you made in the computer lab a week ago? Not to mention bu Wida complains, because you are making a fuss in the classroom, disturbing the next class.”
The goddess immediately silenced her mouth. Lately Dewi is often throwing a tantrum, it's solely to make his homeroom class hassles. Roxas and Micky volunteered to help and the three were successful in getting a consecutive punishment from Adrian. Cleaning the WC, sweeping and mopping the teacher room and specials for Dewi must be the assistant of the homeroom teacher to clean up his work.
“Come on.”
Adrian speech disperse the reverie of the Goddess. The girl went back up behind Adrian. The man immediately ran his vehicle. Now he is calm if he crosses the road that there is a raid.
Ten minutes later, the motorbike he was riding entered the area where the Goddess lived. The girl kept directing Adrian towards the road to the contract of the Soleh hajj. Dewi asked Adrian to stop in front of the gate of the tenement that belonged to the angkot. He got off the bike and took off his helmet.
“This sir,” Goddess handed the helmet in her hands. Adrian took it and the man opened the trunk of the motorcycle and put the helmet in it.
“Your house is here?”
“Iya.”
“Hmm.”
Adrian noticed the row of tenement houses lined up neatly and the surrounding environment was also quite clean and comfortable. The man again occupied his mount. Without saying a word to Dewi, Adrian immediately gas left the girl. Just as the Goddess stepped her foot through the gate, her phone rang. Seeing Roxas making the call, he immediately answered his call.
“Halo.”
“Wi.. have you gone home?”
“Udah.”
“Besok malem ngamen yuk.”
“Where?”
“Di Dago, area near Flexi park. Want ngga?”
“Tumben lo ngajakin. Need more money huh?”
“Hooh. I need money to buy enin.”
“Why not ask mamang what aunt elo aja anyway? It's their responsibility.”
“Elo rich who don't know how rich they are. Anyway, as long as I can find my own money, the cave does not want to ask them. Want yes, Wi?”
“Iye.. iye. but I permission first am nyokap.”
“Sip.. tomorrow morning I pick up. Can we want to be the same bimbel see cabaret training the innocent.”
“Hooh.”
Roxas ended his call. While inserting a cellphone into the pocket of her school skirt, Dewi continued her steps towards the tenement house she lived in with her parents.
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“Assalamu’alaikum."
“Waalaikumsalam.”
Hearing her husband's voice, Nenden rushed to open the door. Herman's tired face came from behind the door. The woman grabbed Herman's hand and kissed the back of his hand. The man came in and closed and locked the door.
“Tumben kang, night home,” Nenden glanced at the clock on the wall showing eleven o'clock at night.
“So get wholesale nganter moms study to Ledeng. The show is two hours, continue to anterin one-on-one to his house for the night. Sorry, neng. You must be sleepy waiting for akang.”
“Ngga nothing, kang. Coming home at night will work for us. Have you eaten?”
“Not yet. Last time to eat, the study event was finished.”
“Ya has ready. But eat yellow rice the most, nothing? The rest of the sale today is quite a lot, dear if discarded. Though neng had already given to the neighbors as well, but there was still the rest. Dewi also ate a pack of yellow rice earlier.”
Herman only smiled hearing his wife's explanation at length. His tired eyes looked at the face of the wife who seemed to have fallen asleep. His wife is a beautiful woman, but because their lives are difficult and do not recognize the treatment, Nenden's beautiful face looks dull.
“But if I want to eat something else, let me make it,” said Nenden again woke Herman from his daydream.
“Ngga. I ate that. But I want to shower first, very sultry.”
“Iya, kang.”
The father of the Goddess entered the room, before long she came out with a towel draped over her shoulder. While waiting for her husband to finish bathing, Nenden prepared food for her husband.
Ten minutes later Herman finished cleaning himself up. His body looks fresher now. The man sat cross-legged in the front room, a plate of yellow rice complete with side dishes already served on the plate. Greedily, Herman enjoyed the food made by his beloved wife. While eating the man watched a television show that aired a football replay.
“Kang, Dewi said from tomorrow his homeroom teacher will give additional lessons until the end of the exam.”
“Iya, Thank God. Looks like his new homeroom teacher, good guy.”
“Oh yes, neng. The Goddess is her birthday tomorrow. Make meals for classmates who take extra lessons. I also want to buy a birthday cake for him. Every now and then his birthday is celebrated.”
“Bby, kang.”
Herman reached into the pocket of the pants he wore and took out a sheet of money from it. He gave the money to his wife to count.
“Alhamdulillah income today is good. Hadji sir was also surprised I could deposit full. Usually keep tekor.”
“Pak hajj also understood. Now angkot will have to compete with ojeg online.”
“Iya, so if there is a wholesale offer, surely I will immediately take it. Tomorrow will also be borongan. Twice in fact. It's neng, pretty ngga?”
Nenden counted the money her husband gave her. There are three hundred and fifteen thousand rupiahs. The woman nodded her head while smiling. Tomorrow he will make rice and side dishes for the friends of the Goddess.
“If using chicken is enough?” ask Herman.
“Kanya ngga, kang. I want to buy cake too.”
“Soal cake affair akang. That's what you wear to cook. Do not forget the Hajj sir and our neighbors are also given.”
“Iya, kang.”
“Already at night, let's sleep.”
Nenden took her husband's used plate and put it in the kitchen. After that she immediately followed her husband who had already entered the room. Herman looked like he was taking something from the closet. Then the man took his wife to sit on a bed lying on the floor without a bed.
“Neng.. previously I would like to apologize if so far I have not been honest.”
“What's kang?” nenden's face was shocked. Her heart was pounding waiting for the husband's next sentence.
“Neng sorry about not?”
“Ya what was it? Got married again, huh?”
“Hahaha..”.
Herman laughed at his wife's guess. The shoulder of Nenden then held it. A kiss was given by the man to the top of his wife's head.
“Ngga oruh neng. One day does not run out, time to add again.”
“Emang neng what food?” nenden protest with a pouting face. Because of the anxiety Herman took out his wife's nose.
“Mana dare to marry again. I just can't be happy with you and the Goddess. Here neng, actually since akang narik angkot pak haji, akang ngga deposited all the results of narik to neng. Simpen a quarter, akang kumpulin and every month will enter into savings.”
Herman handed over the savings book that had been hidden behind his back. Nenden received the savings book. His eyes widened looking at the amount of money he had accumulated.
“Akang, this is a lot. There are twenty-eight million.”
“Iya, neng. Alhamdulillahot. That's money I deliberately collect for Dewi's college fees. He's our only child. Although not able to provide a luxurious life, at least I can equip it with useful knowledge. I want his life to be better than ours. Do not stop school like akang who only graduated SMP and enleng graduated High School. Dewi must go to college, get a good job and a good and responsible husband candidate.”
“Aamiin yes Allah.”
Nenden hugged her husband's waist. Although their lives are mediocre, Herman is the husband who is responsible for his wife's children. He is willing to do any work as long as it is lawful for the sake of his family. Herman was also very loyal to his wife. Throughout the household, the man had never raised his voice let alone play hands on the wife.
“You also have to take care of your health, neng. Remember not to eat late, your ulcer will recur again. Do not underestimate ulcer disease, because it can be dangerous if left.”
“Iya, kang.”
“If there is no one, you must take care of the Goddess until she finds someone who can take care of her.”
“Akang don't say that, iihh.”
“Neng, hampura akang. Saukur kieu ayana. Neng ridho ka akang? (Neng, I'm sorry I haven't been able to please neng. My situation is just this way. Neng ridho right?).”
“Yes Allah akang. In Shaa Allah eneng mah ridho.”
“Alhamdulillah.”
Herman grappled his wife with a friendly, occasional kiss landed on the top of his head. The man never stopped being grateful for what was happening in his life. Getting a righteous wife, a smart and well-off child, still given a place to take shelter even if not their own, can eat and drink enough, able to send their children to school. Enjoy what else you deny, that's what he always instills in his heart and mind.
“Akang want to see Dewi first.”
Slowly Herman let go of his embrace, then walked out of the room. In a slow motion, Herman opened the door and entered the room. Apparently the Goddess had fallen asleep with her back to the door. Herman grabbed the blanket on the tip of his daughter's legs and covered her to the chest. The man then sat himself on the side of the bed.
“Neng.. sing gede belong, sing sohah, nurut ka mom. Hampura tau acan tiasa nyumponan kahoyong. Gauge tiasa ngadoakeun. Mugia wrestling Allah is still a soul mate nu soh tour bageur and responsibility (Neng, hopefully big fortune, so the son of righteousness, obedient to mother. Sorry you have not been able to fulfill your wishes. You can only pray, may Allah give a soulful, good and responsible soul mate).”
Herman rubbed the top of the Goddess's head and landed a kiss there. Once again he confirmed the Goddess' blanket then walked out of the room.
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If there is writing or drafting sentences in Sundanese that are wrong, please be forgiven. Because mamake is not too fluent Sundanese lemes. Understandably I like to be called Sunda apostate because it does not smoothly talk Sunda️😂
