SECOND MAHLIGAI

Chapter 20 - Preparation for Jakarta

The bright morning made Sasi and Nathan continue to sing their smiles. Earlier this morning after finishing the morning prayers Nathan again invited Sasi to worship through the clouds until they were almost, too late for Aslan's school to take care of the move of the child.

The girl is currently in talks with her homeroom teacher and principal Aslan. The school officials were very concerned about Aslan's move from their school. Aslan who entered in high-achieving students has always been the pride of teachers. Although Aslan never wanted to take part in a race at his school but Aslan always provided time to accompany his friends to study.

“Iya Sir. Sorry if the effect was so sudden. But anyway I have to go wherever my husband goes,” said Sasi felt bad.

“Iya Ibu Aslan's. It's okay - what. I'm sure wherever the boy is he must be very proud of his school, it's just that it's been a pity that Aslan has always refused to take part in any race. He always gives all those opportunities to his friends,” explained the headmaster.

“Iya, Sir. I also always give him spirit, just that he always says that, many friends who want to come along not just test their intelligence. But for the sake of gifts that can also help the economy, he said.”

“Iya, I am also sometimes moved by her heroic spirit Ma'am. Rarely would children of Aslan's age want to do such a thing. Even every help from Aslan school always donate the results to his friends who can not afford.”

Sasi smiled. If viewed well, the economy of Aslan itself is far from capable. However, Aslan who saw many friends - his friends who were more unable to than him make Aslan always give the money for the help of other friends. For him what he obtained from his mother was more than enough. Although the mother had to work hard, but for Aslan, she would feel more proud if all the school and other needs only use money from the mother alone.

Nathan, who heard all the good things from the boy, was proud. He himself as a child never thought to share what he had even with his own cousin. Despite the fact that he never lacked however, Nathan did not have a sizable soul like Aslan.

An officer arrived - arrived in to submit the file for Sasi take to Jakarta.

“This is Bu. It is complete yes, later there just be handed over,” said the man.

“Thank you Sir, Mom. Sorry if Aslan ever made a mistake that was intentional or not, please be understood,” said Sasi while standing and greeting one by one people who were there.

“Then we excuse you,” Nathan continued.

“Good, Sir, Mom. Goodbye yes, may Aslan get good friends there,” Sasi nods and Nathan just a small smile responds to a message from Aslan's homeroom.

The coolie walked along with steps in rhythm. Nathan who arrived - suddenly bucin always holding the hand of the wife was afraid - afraid that if Sasi would run away brought another man. Sasi who is still embarrassed sometimes slightly distanced her body from the husband, but again and again. Nathan always pulls his wife back to get closer to him.

“We go directly to Aslan's class only, maybe for - for the cake and souvenirs are done.”

Nathan nodded and turned in the direction his wife pointed out.

Arriving in class. Sasi who heard the voices of the children crying took her steps.

He peered out the door and was also filled to see the classmates and playmates of the child were lamenting the departure of Aslan to change schools, following the mother who now has a husband again.

“Sopo sing will teach me how to shine, Lan?” ask Candra with tears that have wet her uniform.

(Who will teach me to learn, Lan?)

“Yo ‘kan enek Dimas, Ega sing iso ngajari kowe.”

(Yes ‘kan there Dimas, Ega who can teach you.)

“But ‘make them sometimes stingy, Lan.”

Aslan, who was moved by his friends who were saddened by his passing, also could not hold back his tears.

“Kowe iku pinter just lazy. Sinau sing diligently. Ngko nek wes graduated from college, after me nang Jakarta, Yo!” Aslan's word to Candra.

With tears in her eyes, Candra nodded and hugged Aslan again.

“I think Aslan's friend whose name is Candra has another meaning for him,” Nathan said while hugging Sasi's shoulder who was staring at the students.

“Candra was the first friend Aslan had when she first moved here and entered Kindergarten. Candra who act childishly silent - silence can always snack Aslan who is indeed their age adrift almost 2 years. So it's no wonder they're so lost to each other, Mas.”

“Already?” ask Sasi.

“Already, Ma.”

“Sorry yes kids. If Aslan ever cheated. Forgive ya?”

“Ngak Aunt. Aslan well,” compact them. But Sasi's eyes suddenly caught the figure of the girl sitting in her chair, staring at Aslan without crying also without a smile.

“Why him?” sasi murmured in the heart.

“Ya already, we have to be ready - ready, dear.” Aslan nodded and immediately said goodbye to his friends. But just one step, Aslan turned around and went to the table of one of his friends. He stood in front of the child and said something but it was not clearly heard in Sasi's ears nor the others.

The girl who was silent earlier now seemed to be slightly smiling and widening her five fingers while saying goodbye to Aslan.

Sasi who doesn't understand what's going on between them. He chose not to ask, but the husband commented.

“It looks like Aslan left a bitter memory for the girl. Really not lucky,” chirp.

Sasi frowned at the husband's words, “What the hell, Mas?” tanyakanya.

“Nothing - what, yuk!” bring Nathan back to hold the wife's hand.

After a tearful farewell, Sasi again had to experience the same incident when he said goodbye to his rented neighbor. After Aslan's school, Sasi asked Nathan to accompany him to the rented, farewell and share all his good possessions with neighbors in need. Prayers and good-bye from his neighbors. Even Candra's mother took her time and rushed home from the market just to meet Sasi.

“Thank you for the motorbike money, Sas, I can use to increase capital for sales,” he said while crying tears.

“Ngak what - what. Sorry just a little yes, Ms. Diah.”

The woman named Diah nodded. He and Sasi were both wandering around the student city. Both are also quite meribaku in this city to scavenge sustenance. Candra's father, who is only a day laborer, sometimes does not have a job and only relies on money from his wife for daily needs.

What does this Mama do, honey?” nathan's question made Sasi ashamed of the call.

“Em.he sells in Mas market. But in the emperor alone, there is no kiosk. Because if the kiosk rental is good as well.”

“Iya, Mas.” Timpal mbak Diah

Nathan the mangosteen understood the condition of the woman in front of his wife. Renting a kiosk but selling it can't cover the payment is as good as killing yourself slowly. Nathan who wants a little help directly contact Mr. Yudi.

“Waalaikumsalam. Would you like help?”

“…”

“Where to sell, Mbak?”

“In the market Sidorejo, Mas.” Nathan nodded. Sasi and Mbak Diah who do not understand what Nathan will do listen to the conversation until..

“Please Mr. Yudi there, and see if there are still stalls that can be purchased. If there is, buy and complete the contents.”

“...”

“Oh, on behalf of Diah only. Later to complete it Pak yudi can directly meet the concerned,” said Nathan.