Space Rainbow

Warm Feeling..

Spacewalk

Wait for...

Why should I be upset?

"Angkaaa..?"The bellow called out to me from a distance.

I continued, and Pela moved and walked towards me.I also did not throw food, so she could nag me for days.

"More... " I put a crackle bag filled with martabak and fried rice on top of the storefront.

Her boss Pela was looking at me full of probes, and I returned her gaze.

"Switch Matanga. Why are you raining? " The sailor approached and then held onto my wet clothes.

Eh?

"You're how rich a little kid is! bring a change of clothes? "

I shook my head, "I'm going to go to the car and change my jacket.. "

"A Zaidan.. Have an umbrella? " Task Pela at the man, and then reply with a nod. "Oh yes, I almost forgot. This is the number a. "

The man stood up and extended his hand towards me, "Zaidan.. "

"Figures.. " I also returned his hand.

"Let's change, let's catch a cold! " The sailor pushed my body while handing the umbrella to my hand.

Due to the cold, I quickly ran towards the car parked in front of the counter. Go in and get a jacket and hurry to wear it.

"Well..this is for me? " Task Pela with sparkling eyes while opening the swipe pack. "Waah martabak... asiiik I want yaa.. This is also 2 packs of nasgor, for whom? "

"Eat it! "

"A. A. Zaidan has eaten? "

"Udah Pel. You ate it! mumpung is still empty of buyers.. "

"Is this really a? it's 2 ko.."

"Original.I have eaten, you eat with your friends! " Sounds the tone of the man named Zaidan was a little different.

"Oh yeah, I'd like to take a plate with a spoon." The sailor walked towards the back.

Zaidan and I sat down with each other. Shortly afterwards, Pela came carrying a plate and spoon.

I see, he was putting some of the fried rice into a plate and some of it he wrapped back.

"Why? "I asked, staring at the parcel he had stored into the frictional pouch.

"Hehhe. This is the other half for Dawn.this morning I didn't cook, kasian..."

"Pour all into the plate! "

"It's too much Ka. I'm afraid not abis. "

"Cepet pour it all! I ate martabak aja. nasi goreng I made Dawn. "

"Huhuh? can it really be rich? "

I nodded, and happily Pela opened the package again.

Zaidan moved seats, while busy playing his phone.

"Want to try? "

"Nga.. "

"It's delicious you know, very tasty, gatau deh micin his whole way can taste good gini! " While chuckling, Pela fed the fried rice into her mouth with a big mouthful.

This woman!There is no jaim-jaim.

I turned towards the fried rice, as my stomach still felt hungry.

When Pela took a drink, I tried one mouthful of fried rice. It turned out to be delicious.And the..

"Ko nasi goreng I live a little? you must be the one eating? your habits..! " Saw moved his lips, and sat down. I saw, Zaidan several times stole a glance and watched us.

"What class?" I asked while taking the martabak somehow to the number of times.

"Class 2.."

"Last saw him as a toddler.. "

"Mhhm. Cepet really growing up, the child is now high, the same I was also a little different.. " Pela chuckles. And I looked at his radiant face.

Physiqly .. You also changed a lot Mop..

But your eyes are still as clear as before..

"Alhamdulillah... " He stroked his stomach.

Ddrr... Ddrtts..

There was a sound vibrating mobile phone.I reached my phone.but there was no notification.

"Have I maybe.. " She took the phone lying in the window.

He scrunched his forehead.

"Why? " Let's be curious.

"Father... "

"What time are you home? "

"Hour 8, I want to pray first..you want to go to musholla ga? " He moved and threw the old package of fried rice into the trash.

"I pray at home.My clothes are dirty and wet. "

"You bareung go home with me! "

"Still a long time.anyways I can ride an angkot. "

"I'm waiting in the car!" I walked to my car, got in and sat down and leaned back.

The rain was still faithfully watering the earth with its swift, suddenly I became reminded of a childhood when happiness surrounded my life.

Now, I feel like my life is flat and I have no purpose.

Geck.. Geck...

"Angkaa... The numeraa! "

I opened the car glass, "Why? "

"Mother.... My mother! "

"Why is your mother? "

"Mother fell in the bathroom.I was on the phone with your driver Umar.. "

"Let's get in! "

Pela hurriedly opened the car door and entered, without a second thought I stepped on the gas pedal and advanced at high speed.

"We go to my house first figure... can you? I'm going to pick up Dawn. " Said Pela softly while twirling her fingers.

I nodded, and Pela kept telling me which way to go to her house. In fact, I was here a few days ago.

"Assalamu 'alaykum... Jaar! "

"Wa'alaykumusalam tea... " Form opens the door,"Eh... A Number? "

"How are you Jar? "

"OK alhamdulillah a.. let's go in a! "

"Jar.. finish the uniform, textbooks for tomorrow the same equipment needed, 'let's cepetan us to your house, tomorrow morning we go to school from there." Said Pela, while walking towards a room whose door was worn out.

I circled my gaze around the room, maybe the area was only about 5x5 mtr. Every corner is fragile, even the walls are split. Roof rickety and hollow without ceiling. Cracked ceramic floor.

Hhh..

I took a deep breath. Imagine how concerned his life duck so far. Didn't his mother work on the eyang? where's the salary gone all this time?

However, the cost of school is not small. Especially in our school is a great school. Why did he force himself to go to school there?

I stood up, walking towards an ancient glass cabinet. There was a small frame with photos of the past, I even saw.

I pulled the corner of my lips, reminiscing about my childhood with her was full of joy.

"Fajaaar.. are you ready yet Jar? " Pela shouted, while putting the books into her bag.

I immediately sat back down, and kept the swish pouch containing the fried rice.

"Yeah tea... " The dawn came out of the next room. In a hurry, he folded his original uniform and put it in the bag.

"Oh yes Jar.You haven't eaten yet? it's just fried rice, you eat first oruh ya! "

"Fried rice tea? waaah mauu.. teteh since work like to bring special food every day... but can not eat it later? Dawn wants to see mom... "

"Dad can... Numerals.. Can dawn eat in the car?"

"Can.. "

"Let's sneak yuk.. teteh afraid there is nothing with the mother, continue agan how if the mother is sick? "

The three of us walked towards the car parked in front of the alley. Pela sat down next to me, and Dawn sat in the back.

"A Number... This car has a number? meuni baguuus's... Dawn feels like a rich man .. " The dawn is glorified, while its mouth is filled with food.

"You look at Jar's wong deso. time riding the car is also so much! " Ledek Pela with a small smile.

I chuckle.

"Yes, this is his first time riding a nice car rich gini, but also Fajar mah wong deso..Thank God you can ride in the car. "

Pela and I stared at each other and threw smiles, hearing the innocence of Dawn.

"Enak may be tea. if the streets are rich people, where is it. to the Safari Park, to Monas. Temen-temen Fajar mah if abis holidays like nyerita. his holidays anywhere.. "

The sailor turned to Dawn, "Later Jar.in shaa Allah, if you have a salary, then take you to the zoo. " His words were sad, and a stiff smile."But this month mah can not be tight, it should change money SPP tea.. " She shut her mouth.

"Eh. I mean teteh, add money SPP.. "

"Daddy tea... Eeeeuurggh's.. Alhamdullah.... O Allah, Allah, enjoy Your sustenance... "

I singled out a smile, looking at the familiarity and fraternal fabric between Pela and her sister. In the midst of their troubles, they did not complain.

They kept talking all the way. Commenting, praising each other..

And.. There was a warm feeling running through my heart, which had been gone all along.

There was a sense of comfort between them..

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Hello readers...

Forgive the author late up, kmrn bener2 is writing's block... 🙏😘😘