Scavenger Becomes New Director
Riverbank
Differences of opinion about the comfortable terminology for a house make people confident enough to judge the house I live in today far from comfortable. Well it can be said that because the location of my house is only bordering a few Cm only from the banks of the Ciliwung river or rather my house is in a slum along the banks of the murky river called Ciliwung.
The roof is made of a used zinc-zinc arrangement that looks very rusty coupled with a wall of boards that begin to weathered in river water that sometimes overflows, and rough floors as it is. But for me this house is my palace, my only treasure. Such are the words of those who have loved their homes, even under any circumstances.
The history and historicity of this house is enough to make me say "comfortable" for this sereot house. This house has framed my entire life history, from birth to now living a kara.
" Jimmy, have you eaten, son? If not, Auntie has something for you."Shouted my neighbor's aunt who suddenly shocked me from a long daydream.
" Not Bi, because I'm still fixing some broken walls due to a little flood last night aunt."I lied a little because I spent almost half the day working less and daydreaming more. If I sit alone, my mind goes everywhere. I always imagined how one day God would be kind to me and make me a successful person or something like that in novels or fairy tales. Whether it's finding a treasure or whatever it is. But it is only a delusion that certainly will not happen even by praying to God seven days and seven nights. What happened and what is real now is that I was born and raised in this place in a mediocre financial condition.
Our slum complex is often affected by floods. Because the river is shallow and full of plastic waste and waste waste from factory waste disposal makes the water look cloudy and unhealthy to consume. The impact of all that, when the rainy season arrives as it is today, slum houses on the banks of the river are affected by flooding are no exception my house that looks this reot. Almost every year when the rainy season comes I am always preoccupied with repairing this almost collapsed reot house in my shadow if a large enough flood comes then this house will only become rubble unflagged. And now the rainy season is coming again. I began to fear because living on the banks of the ciliwung river in the rainy season is the same as sleeping in high alertness. Fear of disaster comes suddenly then we and the house will be washed away under the swift flood.
When my mind was busy with all sorts of home and rainy season issues, suddenly a hand that was very familiar with my skin and head stroked my hair. Reacted with a slightly surprised expression and turned to look at that middle-aged face with a slight slight slight slight condescension of my best smile.
She's Santy's aunt, the one I love, who has loved me and cared for me all along. Although only a neighbor, but the attention and outpouring of affection made me realize that he was more than a neighbor, aunt and more precisely he was like my mother. Especially now that I live alone.
" You daydream again, son? Don't be so sad, there's an aunt!!" He said those words while wiping away some of the clear water grains that were slowly starting to wet his cheeks which were beginning to appear wrinkles.
Thus Aunt Santy is the only person who understands and knows all the complaints and background of my family. So it is appropriate that he always cried when he saw my face moody and sad for whatever reason.
" It's okay, aunt, I'm fixing a broken kitchen wall from last night's flood." I try to answer with slightly comforting words.
The current situation makes me who is just a 13-year-old teenager have to act mature and independent. Thus lives a kara even though in an age that should not work hard I have been busy with the affairs of parents to fix the house, the roof is broken, the roof is broken, the walls of the plank are battered by rainwater and other adult affairs.
Sighing her somewhat quivering breath Aunt Santy said, "And how many times has Aunt asked you dear. Come on, just stay with aunt. Aunty just stayed alone with Sita."
"It's okay, aunt. I don't want my parents' heritage home destroyed without anyone taking care of it. I'm a teenager, I can take care of my aunt." My heart with a raw smile that can already be guessed that the smile seemed forced.
