Sebatang Kara's...

Is over...

Finally the night that confirms this is over. We can breathe a sigh of relief, because all the members of the begal plot have been caught.

We plan to return to Medan tomorrow morning.

After the hospital nurse removed the infusion needle in Khadijah's leg, we were invited by the nurse to rest in an empty patient room, which was near the waiting room.

We rushed into the room to rest.

The morning started by adzan shubuh. I woke him up Khadijah first, so we could bathe first to perform the dawn prayer.

After the prayer, we woke up the Izal bang and the Raka bang. We are getting ready to go to Medan. The plan, we will have breakfast on the way to the city of Medan.

Finished packing, we saw the Izal bang and the Raka bang had finished their morning prayers.

" We're leaving now dear?", ask me on Izal's bang.

" Bang Raka is the driver of the deck, open it. Brother, ask bang Raka aja yes ", he said cuek.

I was so confused by Izal's attitude bang, I was wrong what yes, I murmured in my heart, and tried to remember - remember what mistakes I made unconsciously.

Sometimes I am also confused by the attitude of Izal bang that can suddenly change, I am pregnant, why she is baper continuously huh.

May my brother Khadijah, not the experience I feel, my prayers in my heart.

Bang Raka called us to get into her car immediately.

After we got into his car, Bang Raka immediately started his car engine and drove it at medium speed.

During the trip, my husband and I did not talk or say hello to each other I just kept quiet, did not want to see it, so just let us not speak a word.

Half an hour later, bang Raka parked her car in a savory rice stall for the morning means.

To be honest, I was already hungry, because the events of yesterday and last night drained my energy and mind.

I am also tired of seeing my husband's attitude, sometimes still childish. A little bit too late, but I don't know what my fault is.

After we entered the savory rice stall, I ordered a jumbo portion, because I was so hungry.

" Will Adek be able to do it?", asked Khadijah.

" God willing, finished Brother", said while offering food that has been served by the owner of the stall in front of me.

Without further ado, I ate such a meal as a fidelity, perhaps because I was starving, but I did not forget to recite the prayer before eating, even though my stomach was very hungry.

I don't care how Izal looks at me with unusual eyes.

Kak Khadijah and her husband Raka ordered savory rice with tofu paste, while my husband ordered savory rice with potato paste.

I first finished eating compared to Khadijah's brother, Bang Raka and my husband. Because, my order was preceded by the owner of the stall, tiny she saw me already very hungry with a condition of a big stomach like this.

After eating, I rested for a while while stroking my stomach that was full. I saw the owner of the stall, smiling funnyly at my behavior.

" How many months have you been, son?", asked the shop owner.

" Thank God, it's been seven months Mom" I said with a smile on her face.

" Your pantesan is easily hungry, because your gestational age is already big like that" he said later.

" Whose mother's name?", I asked back.

" Call aja Bu Aminah, the high mother here too" he said.

" What mother's son?", I asked again.

" I don't have children, I live in this shop alone, after my husband dies, and I'm just a kara in the world, son, there are no relatives or mother's family here, because the mother and husband of the mother migrated here from the island of Java, and had never returned to Java, the mother never gave news there, because the mother's parents had long died" he said sadly.

" Mom don't be sad, consider us all this family mother, sometime if mother has time and sustenance, mother comes to visit our house in Medan", I smiled at him and wrote our full address and phone number on a small piece of paper that happened to be in my bag.

" Thank you for your concern and concern for your mother, when we just met, and that's because you have breakfast in this little mom's shop" he said with a smile.

" It's nothing ma'am, we are fellow humans should help each other and care for each other" Khadijah added.

" Don't thank me Mom for us, let's just say we're a mother's family" Izal smiled.

" Yes son, there are still sincere people like you in this world" he said.

When Izal wanted to pay our food bills to Ms. Aminah, he said" the food doesn't have to be paid, son, we're family ", he said with a smile.

" We did not pay our food bills, ma'am, consider it as a child's help to his mother" said my husband, greeting the hundred thousand as much as five pieces into the hands of Aminah's mother.

" Thank you very much son, may Allah SWT bestow His sustenance and mercy on all of you ", he said moved as he embraced us one by one.

We also say goodbye to continue our journey to the city of Medan.

A few hours later, we arrived in front of our rented house.

I got out of the car and rushed to open the door using the house key I brought.

" Dek, what are you doing?", I asked with the sign language I made up so he understood.

Then he showed her his messy clothes. That means, he means to tidy up his clothes.

" Have you eaten yet?", asked me again in sign language.

He nodded his head indicating that he had eaten.

I left her and rushed to the kitchen to make a warm sweet tea for my husband and sister Khadija and her husband Raka.

Finished making it, I took it to the living room, and placed it on the table.

" Please have some tea, brother, bang...!" I said while sitting next to my husband.

Khadijah and her husband Raka drank my tea. While my husband is replying to the SMS that entered his phone, maybe it was from his boss or subordinates, even though this is a holiday, week.

I didn't care about her being busy replying to SMS, so she didn't realize I was sitting next to her.

" Kak Khadijah what is the condition of brother?", I asked, then bang Izal stopped holding his phone, making me suspicious.

" Thank God, I'm fine deck, so don't worry, how are you?", asked Khadijah.

" It hurts here...

in my heart", I said, singing a song I had heard.

Khadijah and her husband Raka smiled at my behavior. They know who my song is for.

" Maybe Izal was jealous when Ani's deck reflexively hugged Raka's bang when the masked man wanted to attack us, thank God the police officer shot the man in the leg" Khadijah said with a smile.

I was stunned to hear the words of Kak Khadija, then I realized, the halbapa that made the Izal bang instantly changed, fortunately Khadijah reminded me.

I saw his face bang Izal with a look of disappointment, such trivial problems, can change his mood, even though I did not intentionally do it, he should have advised me, or whatever it is, so that he doesn't misunderstand me, but that's all he doesn't do, it's tragic.!, I murmured in my heart.

" Deck, people say, jealousy can indicate how much someone loves us, but sometimes excessive jealousy can destroy love, no matter how big it is, then our jealousy, and so on, must be able to control the city according to the conditions and place" said Kak Khadijah with a smile advising us.

I saw that Izal was silent at the words of Khadijah, and I did too.

Thankfully, Khadijah reminded me of a mistake I made accidentally.

After finishing the tea I made, Khadijah and her husband Raka said goodbye to their home in Binjai city.

I drove them to the porch. After their car left our yard, I went inside the house and locked the door.

I rushed to our room to tidy up our luggage from the city of Brastagi. I gave some fruit to my sister Marni, and I also distributed the fruits we bought, into some plastic bags, to give to our neighbors.

I saw the Izal bang coming into our room, but I pretended not to see it. Because I'm still upset by her overreacting reaction.

L'm....

Seriate...