Ride in Bed
Healing
“Bu, Goddess leaving now yes.”
The goddess said goodbye to Nenden. After Sheila's house, the girl immediately prepared to go visit her uncle and aunt in Tasikmalaya. Nenden paused his work, then took a package of souvenirs for his brother-in-law.
“Salam make bi Iis equal mang Nandang. This do not forget to be brought.”
“Iya, bu.”
“Neng how long is there?”
“Weekly, bu.”
“Be careful yes, neng. Don't forget to tell mom.”
“Iya, bu.”
The goddess took the parcel from Nenden's hand, then walked out of the house accompanied by Nenden. On the terrace, Sheila was sitting waiting. The girl immediately stood up as soon as she saw the arrival of the Goddess and Nenden.
“You guys be careful, yes.”
“Iya, mom. Go first,” Goddess kissed the back of Nenden's hand, followed by Sheila.
“Assalamu’alaikum.”
“Waalaikumsalam.”
Together with Sheila, the Goddess left her residence. At first glance Aditya's contract. The door is tightly closed, a sign that all the occupants are not at home. The Goddess was grateful not to meet Aditya. He wants to get out of the way first, both from Aditya and Adrian.
“Wi.. to the terminal Cicaheumnya want to ride ojek what angkot?” ask Sheila.
“Angkot only, yes. Consider us again backpacker-an.”
“Iya, Wi. Let's just say, yeah.”
The two girls walked up to the highway. They were waiting for the green one that would take him to the Cicaheum terminal. The goddess waved her hand as soon as the angkot in question flashed. They immediately went up into it.
“Wi.. What we want to ride? Can what elf?”
“Mending bis. If I'm elf, I'm not strong. Want to vomit innate.”
“Same. So we take the bus what.”
“Bis bis si Budi aja.”
“Hah? Does the bus have a bus?”
“Punya, Budiman bus, hahaha.”
“Asem.”
No doubt Sheila also laughed at hearing her friend's joke. Angkot boarded by the two continue to drive towards the terminal which was used as the filming location of Pension Thugs. The distance from the contract of Haji Soleh to the terminal is quite far. If there's no traffic jam, about half an hour, they'll get there.
The air began to feel hot, when they arrived at the Cicaheum terminal. The time has already shown at half eleven, the sun has started to move towards the midpoint. Dewi immediately headed to Budiman bus majoring in Tasikmalaya. A scalper immediately greeted the two as they approached.
“Tea lake.. Lake?”
“Iya.”
“Sok, tea. there are still many empty seats.”
Dewi and Sheila immediately boarded the bus. One quarter of the seats are filled. They headed for the empty seat in the middle. Goddess and Sheila put the backpack into the trunk that was above them. In addition to passengers, hawkers took part in the bus offering their merchandise.
“Cangcimen.. cangcimen. beans, quaci, candy. Tea.. cangcimen tea.” bargained the merchant to the Goddess, but the girl just raised her hand just a sign of rejection.
“Dikacangan.. dikacangan. meni nyeruri hate... (shaken... dikacangin... heartache),” quipped the merchant, but not disturbed by Dewi.
Shortly after the cangcimen pedangan down, up again a man wearing a cocoa shirt, peci and sarong. He handed out envelopes to the passengers. Then the man stood in the middle, preparing to deliver his speech.
“Assalamu’alaikum, good afternoon, aa and teteh all of you. Please his sincerity to help our brother at the Nurul Falah foundation, in Nagrok Village, Cipatujah District. A little treasure given by aa and teteh is very useful for all of us.”
The goddess was surprised to hear the name of the village the man mentioned. He took the envelope, which contained the address of the Nurul Falah foundation in Nagrok village, where his uncle and aunt lived. The girl took a sheet of five thousands and put it in an envelope.
“That's real, Wi?” ask Sheila.
“Kaga knows. It's the village we want to come to. I give you five thousand, if the zone does not goiter very.”
Sheila followed what her friend did. He took a sheet of five thousand from inside his wallet and put it in an envelope. The man who distributed the envelope immediately took back his pocket, after which he got out of the car.
“Tararahu.. tararahu.. hararaneut.. lepet na yunya.” bargain traders who have just climbed.
“Buset a lot of trading promos,” Sheila giggled amusedly.
“The name is also bus si Budi,” replied the Goddess of origin who immediately greeted Sheila's laughter.
For about half an hour they waited for the driver to run his vehicle. Traders go up and down and switch to offer their trades. Some sell tissue, pens, tts, manga sweets or busking. Finally, the long wait for the passengers ended when the waiting person boarded the bus and began to drive away from the Cicaheum terminal.
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After a long journey, Dewi and Sheila finally arrived at their destination. In the spirit of 45, Dewi enters the residence of Iis, the younger sister of her father. Herman was the first of three children, Iis was his youngest sister, while his first sister was Nandang. Herman's two younger brothers married first, while Herman was the last.
“Assalamu’alaikum.”
“Waalaikumsalam. yes Allah, Goddess.”.
Iis greeted his nephew joyfully. He had heard from Nenden that the child of his brother would come here. The goddess kissed the back of Iis' hand, followed by Sheila.
“Healthy, bi?” ask Goddess.
“Alahmdulillah's. How are you?”
“Alhamdulillah.”
“Come in. What is geulis saha namina? (It's pretty neng, what's his name?).”
“Sheila, bi.”
“Come in, Sheila.”
Iis embraces the Goddess and then enters the house. They were sitting in the living room, while Iis went straight to the kitchen to make drinks. The eyes of the Goddess looked at the photo displayed on the wall. Amir, the eldest son of bi Iis is married. His second son is still in college. Iis' husband, Karta, daily works cultivating the rice fields of one of the landlords here.
Before long Iis came with a cold drink along with a snack. He put it on the table. Then the woman sat down beside the Goddess. Iis glad Goddess wants to play to her house. Since the brother died, neither Dewi nor Nenden have come to see him again.
“Bi.. This souvenir from mom.”
“Still, Wi. Now your mother is busy what?”
“Food sales, bi. There's yellow rice, nasi uduk, lotek. Sometimes accept order rice box also.”
“Your mother is smart to cook. It must be a sell-out.”
“Alhamdulillah, bi. Which Mang Karta?”
“So want to buy fertilizer first, just go home. Let's drink first.”
Dewi took a cold drink provided by Iis, as well as Sheila. The girl was happy because Iis welcomed them well. After finishing her drink, Iis told Goddess and Sheila to rest, she had already prepared a room for her nephew.
After bathing and changing clothes, Dewi intends to visit Nandang, Herman's first sister. He brought a package containing souvenirs for his uncle. Because there was no work, Iis drove the nephew to his second brother's house. Their house just happens to be not too far away.
“Assalamu’alaikum.”
“Waalaikumsalam. Uh Dewi.” welcome Nandang. The middle-aged man immediately invited the Goddess to enter.
“What wind is this, tumben want to play here.”
“West wind, mang hehehe..”
“Can be you. How's your mom doing?”
“Alhamdulillah good. This is mang, there are souvenirs for mamang and aunty.”
The goddess gave the package in her hand. Nandang immediately called his wife who was still struggling in the kitchen. The woman was shocked to see the arrival of her husband's niece. The goddess stood up and kissed the back of the woman's hand.
“When to come, Wi?”
“Newly, bi.”
Dewi ameli himself heard Nandang calling his mother with the name ‘ceu’ when he was older than Nenden. But out of respect for her brother, both Nandang and Iis called her ‘ceu’. The age difference between Herman and Nenden is quite far, nine years.
“Your mother why not move here. If there is anything, we can help quickly. If you are in college, there is also a good campus,” Cerocos Tita. The goddess replied with a smile.
“Leave it, it is already a choice ceu Nenden,” said Nandang sage.
“Your father is also why buried in Bandung, why not here?” back to Tita's words.
“Sorry, bi. When it happened suddenly, we did not think of burying the father here.”
“Yes nothing, ceu. Want to be buried anywhere, the prayers we send must be up.”
Iis, who was listening quietly, finally opened her voice. He was just upset at this brother-in-law who always cornered Goddess. The woman immediately invited the Goddess to go home.
“Hayu, Wi.. soon Mang Karta home,” Invite Iis.
“Kang.. I go home first, hayu ceu..” Iis continued.
Nandang stood up and led his sister and nephew to the front door. Along the way Iis continued to talk about Tita who was too much to organize. He is often the target of his brother-in-law. The Goddess just smiled hearing the sigh Iis.
“Bi.. tomorrow Dewi Sama Sheila wants to Tonjong Canyon.”
“Sok atuh, replying.”
The goddess could not help but laugh at hearing Iis say the word refreshing. Habits of Sundanese people who can not pronounce the letter F. But strangely always replace the pronunciation of the letter P with the letter F. I don't know who's wrong, I don't know.
“Let's let Amir take between.”
“Still, bi.”
The grateful goddess of her father's sister welcomed her arrival with pleasure. The girl hoped that being here could forget Adrian a little. Hopefully after his return later, the wound inflicted by the man has less pain, hopefully.
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“Wi.. bring lead do not forget,” said Amir the first child from Iis. That man will take Goddess and Sheila to Tonjong Canyon today.
“Dih rich want to do just bring lead all.”
“Eh said not to believe. Take it, it's good to eat there. Akang also often bring a lead if again nganter guests there.”
“Emang there cozy abis place yes, kang?” ask Sheila.
“Just cool. Not to lose the same grand canyon in America, especially in Pangandaran. Edun is.”
“Wah so be impatient, nih.”
Iis put his homemade lead rice into a plastic bag and side dishes. After everything was ready, Amir immediately brought the two beautiful girls to Tonjong Canyon, a tourist spot that has natural beauty but still not exposed to the touch of a professional hand to manage it.
After walking for almost half an hour, they finally arrived at the location. The eyes of the Goddess and Sheila were round looking at the beauty before her eyes. Ancient rock reliefs are perfect works of natural scratches stretching along the stream, presenting a landscape that is difficult to translate with words. Brownish ancient rocks bounded with black contours, white and ash look so beautiful.
“Yes very good!” sheila.
In the heart of the Goddess confirmed what her friend said. Seeing the contours of the rocks in Tonjong Canyon reminds the Goddess of Sanghyang Heuleut. Remembering the place, Dewi again remembered Adrian. Suddenly the water began to fill his eyes.
The goddess climbed the rocks that were nearby. It's hard for the girl to get there. He paused for a moment there, trying to neutralize the feeling that was afflicting him. Then the girl put both hands on the side of her mouth.
“ADRIAN!!! I HATE YOU!! I HATE YOU SO MUCH!!”
The Goddess's tears broke as she said it all. Sheila and Amir just fell silent at what the girl was doing.
“Wi why?” ask Amir.
“Custom, kang. Heartache.”
Sheila left Amir. The girl caught up with the Goddess. He also wanted to let out his pent-up heart. Arriving at the top, he stood beside the Goddess who was starting to cry. Like the goddess, she did the same.
“ROXAS!! TO THE SEA AJA, LO!! YOU GUYS HAVE NO HEART!!!”
“Haissshhh basic ABG labile.”
Amir just scratched his head that did not itch. What Dewi and Sheila do because it attracts the attention of other visitors. The man just threw a grin, as if to say that he was not Adrian let alone Roxas.
After being content to shout out words that made a slight feeling of relief, Dewi and Sheila started playing with water. They swam around laughing, not wanting to think about the man who broke their heart in two. Amir was guarding the two girls' belongings. He just sat on the side while playing a worm game.
“Yes kang Amir, it should not be eaten alone,” protest Dewi when Amir continues to take the lead belonging to Dewi. Satisfied with swimming, Dewi and Sheila went up to the mainland and began to eat the timbel.
“So he said ‘ngapain bring lead all’,” Amir repeat the words of the Goddess with a tone of voice like a woman, making the two girls laugh.
“Regularly, kang. It is rich, hahaha.”
“Ai Adrian saha, Wi?(Adrian who is it?).” asked Amir. He was very curious about the figure that the Goddess had shouted earlier.
“Ticks kupret,” replied Goddess of origin, made Sheila choke.
“Ck. sakitu hatena pain ku kupret, live pites we (so her heart ache same as the lice kupret, stay dipites).”
“Hahaha..”.
Sheila could not hold her laughter until she coughed. The goddess's cousin has a great sense of humor.
“Kang.. Wiwin tea is so beautiful, do not-don't dipelet equally akang, yes,” said Dewi when he saw it before leaving for Tonjong Canyon. Wiwin was the wife of Amir. They were married for three months.
“Traditional. You don't see me looking like Jeff Nichols.”
“Wew.. similar crank mah yes, kang. Hahaha.”.
“Basic sister durhakim. Cursed to be whiny, meh direndos ku Wiwin terkurak.”
“HOEK,” compact Goddess and Sheila.
Amir just laughed at the reaction of the two girls. At least seeing them like this was better than seeing them cry. After being satisfied to play, the man took Dewi and Sheila home. Tomorrow he will take the two to play in the fields. It's good to be an intern looking for eels.
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Dewi sat on a bamboo bale in front of Iis' house. His eyes looked straight up at the sky, looking at the stars scattered above. Behind the disappointment and pain of his heart, he really missed Adrian. When he got used to receiving all the attention of Adrian, the man easily said that what he did was for Aditya only.
“I hate you aa.. hate..”.
The girl bent her knees and then put her face on it. Her back shook as the Goddess started to cry. Amir came out of the house, the man was about to return to his father-in-law's house. But his steps stopped when he saw the Goddess crying. He chose to approach her.
Knowing that someone was sitting next to him. The goddess raised her head, then wiped away her tears quickly. Amir noticed the face of his cousin's sister who looked swollen.
“Why you, Wi?”
“Ngga anything, kang.”
“Definitely remember Adrian, yes?”
“Ngga need to mention that name again, kang.”
“You are young, Wi. Don't spend your time crying over that unimportant guy. Make the pain you feel now to make you stronger. Allah gave you this test so that you may be strong, but not constant. Remember, there are still many important things that you have to pursue. Your father's dream you must realize.”
“Iya, kang.”
“If you want to cry, a strong cry now. But tomorrow I don't want to see you cry anymore. Enough tonight. Tomorrow you must return to be a cheerful Goddess.”
The goddess simply nodded her head with tears breaking. Amir pulled the Goddess into his arms. Although he did not know what happened, he hoped that the Goddess could get through everything well. The girl was still crying in her arms. Spending tears for tonight, because tomorrow he is determined not to cry anymore.
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**I'm sorry about the story. Mamake was exhausted by the news of grief, one of his good friends during the college era was called the Almighty.
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