
After a long journey, we finally got home. Our mother asked us to sleep here tonight because I was a little worried about her health, complaining of dizziness before I got home.
Because slowly walking into the house, it was seen that the boy seemed very tired due to the long journey. Behind him follows Mbak Sari who carries her suitcase and also belongs to Gara.
"Anything, tired huh?" ask me when I get closer to him. For sitting himself rough on the sofa, lying there comfortably.
"Sleep, Ma. Pegel also sat down" he said again. I approached and stroked his head fondly. What a pity this child is, this is how it is to travel to a faraway place. It feels quite tired, imagine already if every year when the holiday people go home to the far village.
"Where to sleep in the room, don't forget to take a shower first" I said.
"Later on, Ma, tired of going over it too," he sounded lazy. I shook my head to hear it.
"Yes already, later if you are not tired of moving to the bathroom continue to shower?" my door. She nodded and tilted her body towards the back of the sofa.
Mother entered the house with some souvenirs given by relatives and neighbors in the village, looking hard with both objects in her hand.
"Mom, just take a break, let it be all the others who help get out" I asked my mother.
"It's okay, you go into the house" said the mother. Yes there you have it, the basis of which is the name of the parents, cannot be told, even if you answer only all of you, do not get tired either.
Sister Sus went into the house with some items that she could carry, the rest by the driver's pack such as suitcases and rice, or other heavy items.
Azka I leave it to Mbak Sari, it feels like I want to take a shower because this body is sticky after the trip.
Arga also now entered, not spared in his hand carrying souvenirs and also his briefcase. Arga gave these gifts to the new Sus Mbak will come out again.
"Mommy's healthy, isn't she?" ask Ma'am Sus.
"Healthy, Mom, Just ya nanyain Mommy sama continue anyway," he replied.
I nodded and decided to go to my mother's room. As usual, Madam Nira was taking care of mom this afternoon, wiping her body with a wet cloth.
"Mother." Nira looked up and smiled.
"Eh, are you home?" ask Nira happily.
"Oh, just now. Mama's healthy?" ask her again.
"Alhamdulillah, healthy, but yes not much to eat anyway," he explained.
Mama turned and smiled, reaching her hand to call. "Mayfa!" Again, Haifa, but it's okay, I've taken it for granted, just a name that's the most important real Mama's affection for me.
I approached my mother, peeping her wrinkled hands.
"good. Wherever anyway? Mama's looking for Ifa is the same Gara," she asked.
"To the brother's house, Ma. Sorry for the long time, Mama is healthy, right? Eat that, right?" ask again.
Mama nodded, but then Mama Nira said, "Grandmother is having a hard time eating, Mom. That was not eaten this morning" he reported to me, pointing to the bowl on the table.
I looked at my mom with dislike.
"Why don't you eat? Eating is important, you know, she doesn't want to see the doctor?" ask him.
"There is no Gara" he whispered softly. I was sad to hear it too. How dear mama is very dear to this granddaughter, although sometimes when I bring Azka not as enthusiastic to Gara, maybe because Gara has been accompanying mama for a long time so that mama always calls Gara.
Mama is done cleaning, this time I will feed mama eat, it does not feel like if it continues to refuse when Mbak Nira who feeds him. You may get sick if you don't eat right.
"You're here?" I'm turning. Arga had just entered the room, approached the mother and kissed the cheek of the woman who had given birth to her.
"How are you, Mama?" tanyakanya.
"Eat already?" ask my mommy back. A mother who is old and sick now looks very worried about the condition of her child. On the elus of Arga's cheeks with a sad look.
"It has. Mama eating again? Let Arga feed you? Ayu in the Azka cariin," said Arga then took over the bowl with porridge in my hand and replaced the mother's feed. Slowly and painfully Arga fed my mother and told me to go back to the room.
"Azka crying tuh, sana. Take Azka, pity mom," he said.
I nodded and nodded to my mother, then walked out of the room to meet Azka who was heard crying loudly.
"Where are you from? He said take a shower and still wear this shirt?" ask my mother after seeing me.
"From mom's room." Azka I took over and I took my hand. Sitting on the sofa then expels the source of nutrients for her. My boys gourmandily drank very strongly, occasionally pulling the tip so that it hurt and hurt. Sometimes it is not to be sucked, but only in a small bite, true what the mother said if Azka will grow teeth, the gums already felt hard.
"Mom met mama first, yes" said the mother.
"Yes, just go there. There's Arga again bribe mama," I said. Mother went to the room of mama, Azka who saw the departure of the mother called by reaching her hand, it seems not pleasing if the mother went from her side.
"You want grandma, huh? Don't do it. You look up, stay there, little boy!" I said to ask him to talk. He looked at me and stopped the movement of his mouth. Not talking, but just looking at me sharply as if angry with my words earlier.
"What, hem? Cepetan, not yet? We're taking a shower." This boy moved his jaw back and sucked strongly. For a long time his eyes became faint and then fell asleep.
"Astaghfirullah, tell him to take a bath and go to sleep. Tired, huh?" The head of Azka who was sweating I rubbed, not forgetting to also land a kiss on the forehead. He was not disturbed at all, very slumbering because from that moment in the car more wake up than sleep. Shouting and laughing because of teasing his father.
I moved Azka into the room, put her in the box very carefully, not forgetting the box that I locked well. Returning to the family room, Gara was still there, since he was lying on the sofa turned out he fell asleep soundly. Looks so tired that whack on his handsome face. I couldn't bear to wake her up, so I decided to let her sleep there. The blanket I brought from my room and put it on Gara's little body.