Sorry, We're Not in line anymore

Kampung Dadakan

I'm going home, alone. But, Hira protested. He wants to follow along too. While I, do not have more cost to buy a three-person ticket.

Now, if you go home, you must have a three-person ticket. Me, Hira, and Sora. Sora's age, it doesn't feel like it's been a year.

***

"I'm coming too. Time to go home alone." protest Hira.

"Somehow, what the hell is going on back home all of a sudden?" ask Hira again, still with a protest tone.

Let me explain to him, if I have any family business. My oldest brother, is sick. He has been hospitalized for a week.

With that explanation, Hira tried to accept the reason I came home. He finally allowed me to return to my own village.

"But, later what if Sora is fussy." said Hira again, as if still not sincerely allow me to go home.

"Yes my. Please take care of him for a moment why. You are her mother. Time to take care of his son can not. I've only been home for two weeks." I said annoyed.

Hira hush. He's even sewot. As a consequence, he asked to buy souvenirs of real gold bracelet jewelry from Java.

"You think a little dong. I did not go home for a walk. I came home, for the same friendship my brothers in Java." I explained again with a high tone.

Finally he entered the room, leaving me alone in the living room. Since marriage, I have felt that her freedom is being restrained. In fact, I never limit Hira's wiggle room. Wherever he goes and whatever he wants, I try to fulfill it, as long as I can.

***

With a sullen face, Hira let go of me. In fact, I wish he was sincere, I returned home.

I intentionally, not telling the truth, about my purpose behind the village.

I asked Subandi to help me, take me to the airport. Because he's the only friend who always helps me in joy and sorrow. Subandi picked me up at home.

"I'm sorry, bro, I always bother you. Because, I only have one friend, which is you," I told Subandi.

To me, Subandi is a sincere friend. Never expect anything in return, for everything he does, when doing good to others.

"Ah. This Mas Bro. Just plain again. I try to be good to everyone. Moreover, we know him for a long time. So, we must help each other, because it is like our own brothers." said Subandi suple.

I also had time to confide, if you return to Java, there will be a division of inheritance from parents.

Hearing my explanation, Subandi admitted to being happy. He said, hopefully if it has been able to share the inheritance, I can live better.

"Bro, later after I return home, we meet ya. There's something important that I'm going to talk to you about" I told Subandi, after splitting up at the airport.

"OKAY. Ready.Mas Bro. I'll always try to be there for Mas Bro. Because Mas Bro is also very good with me," he said praising me.

"Greetings to the family in Java, Mas Bro. God willing, if there is a windfall, want to travel to Java, stop by Mas Bro's house there. Can you?" said Subandi, wishful thinking.

"Hmmm..yeah I pray you have a good fortune, let what you dream is granted," I said praying.

We split up, and I'm boarding pass, get on the plane. On the plane, I'm not stopping praying, may my journey be smooth, congratulations to the destination.

Replied or unrequited, I told Hira, if I was on the plane and ready to fly. I turned off my phone and I tried to sit down sweet.

***

Arriving at Juanda Airport, I was happy. It felt impatient to reach my hometown, Semarang.

Sintia, my sister picked me up, at the airport.

It has been five years, did not meet Sintia, my great sister.

"Piye kabare Mas?" his tanyanya cheerfully.

"Regular. Not happy anymore. Ahahahahaha!" I said with a joking tone.

"Don't say that. Cannot. Later not really happy, just know," he said protested to me..

"Haha. What difference does it make to say happy or unhappy?" call me.

Sintia did not comment again. He focused behind the wheel. His eyes are straight ahead.

"Eat rawon first yuk, Mas," he said offered me.

I want to, because Sintia knows that I really like to eat rawon, when she was in college.

Rawon's mom's cooking, most I do. Because the spice is really okay. Different same rawon that buy in food stalls. Sometimes, the rawon is less black.

I often protest when invited to eat rawon. And I must have requested the same mother, ask dimasakin own rawon.

Sintia likes to protest if I'm chatty. He said, "eat it already. Don't protest too much."

But, I don't care. I like whining, like a kid. As long as I haven't gotten together with Mom, I'm sure I'm going to keep charging her.

I remember, I like to protest when I whine.

"Let's cook if you can" said the mother at that time.

Even though I don't know when to cook, I'm happy. Uniquely, as long as mother has not cooked her rawon, I always bill her promise every day.

Actually, there is a subscription to a rawon rice stall that is delicious to vomit. Huhahahahah!

But the seller is a bit of a judge. Even so, I don't care. If I want rawon, I buy it there. Sometimes, to add more, to eat the second session.

Friends say, I'm greedy. Eat up to two dishes. I don't care what they say. Anyway I'm full, eat the rawon.

In addition to rawon, I also like foods whose names know to be mixed. To me, know the mix, the most delicious food in the universe.

Never, have to resist the curiosity tofu mix, because it has not been given pocket money. At that time, if not wrong, I was still in 1st Junior High School.

Talking fruit, I like persimmon fruit. The taste, this persimmon fruit is also the most delicious fruit. Only in Java, I can find this fruit. While in my overseas city, I've never found it.

In addition to persimmon. Grapefruit, that's what I look for the most when I go home.

Big orange balls, big balls of volly. Ahahaha! The bees! Actually not very big. But, easy, I call it as big as a volleyball.

If I go home, anyway all my favorite food, offered the same Sintia.

"Mas, how's Hira doing?" ask Sintia. "Alhamdulillah is fine." I replied.

Sintia wants to see my son, Sora. He said he was curious. I haven't seen him since birth.

So, I took the initiative, to video call Hira. I told him, if Sintia misses, want to see Hira and also my son.

Not long, just a few minutes.

"Woo your son, Mas" said Sintia praising him.

"Yes, who was her mother" I said confidently.

Sintia also let off a laugh when I say it like that.(connect)