Steps Connect
Neighbor's Habits
"Asalaminophen ...." Anara entered the house with white paint and a butterfly door design that was deliberately left open.
"Mosur." The voice of the woman from the inside was accompanied by the sound of stepping feet.
"Swari!" The hijab-wearing woman who can be ascertained is the mother of Anara and Swara. Parasins similar.
The two mother-daughter miss each other, cuddling. Swara invites Candra and Bryan to enter the living room.
The air in Anara's house is cool with almost no noise level. The trees stood firmly giving more oxygen to the humans around them. Definition of beauty in the village.
"Oh yes, Buk. This is Swari's friend that Swari said yesterday!" Anara let go of the mother's embrace and walked towards the two friends who had already sat on the sofa.
"Bryan, aunt."
"I'm Candra." The two reached out, warmly welcomed by the homeowner.
"Call me Aunt Eka!" The woman with the black veil smiled.
"Yes aunty." Answer the two in unison.
"Where was the trip, son?"
"Lumayan cepet aunty. Also yells." Candra.
Excite you. Make me not Candraaaa. You don't know how my next-door moms were?
Bryan followed Candra's answer. Even though the reality he felt was different. However, all felt paid when his arrival was treated to a typical view of the beautiful village.
"Cool yeah, An." Bryan said straighten the net out to see there are still many trees lined up. Candra did something similar.
"Yes. Never been to the village, have you?" Anara chuckled.
The two men also smiled. They almost never set foot in the village. Even for Bryan, this was the man's first time to the village.
"Swari, make me drink the tea dong!" Anara retreats to the kitchen to carry out her mother's orders.
After sipping tea and a little unwind. Aunt Eka showed the guest room to the two. The place they will spend a few days in Anara village.
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After the magrib, the guests and hosts had already gathered at the dining table. There was Anara's father, Mr. Nyoto. He had just returned from work before the magrib.
"Where are you?" Ask Mr. Nyoto after dinner.
"We're from Borneo, sir." Answer Candra.
"Far away too." Sahut Swara is also in the living room.
They talked to each other until late. Four cups of coffee and one plate of fried food become friends with each other. Outside of the sound of crickets sometimes come unpretentious. The typical quiet night atmosphere of the countryside.
It turns out Swara is a student at ITB Bandung in semester 6, just like Anara. Mr. Nyoto is the Deputy Director of Information Technology at PT. Kediri Sugar Warehouse.
Anara and her mother chose to fill the night with stories. After cleaning the dinnerware and rearrange it neatly on the shelf. Both of them sat on the bed Anara's room which remained clean even though the owner rarely went home.
"Who are they, Swari?"
"Temen buk."
"It's impossible to go home."
A mother's heart is never wrong. His inner eye was even sharper than a blade.
"Who, Swari?"
"Delete, Buk."
"Both?" The mother nodded in disbelief.
"Both are deceptors."
"The biggest one?" Anara smiled in response to her mother's question.
"Which be-re-wok what are brown eyes?" Anara raised her face to look at her mother.
"Yes Allah. Ibuuuu said yes?"
The mother chuckles. Obviously he observed, he must know which man had been close to his daughter.
"Let's answer!" Seeing Anara blush the mother was getting impatient.
"The brewok buu. Oh, my God, but not really brew-brew lo, Buk."
"Mom thinks her eyes are brown. There's bulls."
"Huh? Any timing? No, not." Tukas Anara's.
"Yes, his nose is pointed. Let the mother's grandchildren be like Caucasians." The mother's voice sniggered.
"Astaghfirullah. He thought it was far away."
"What's not to get serious?"
"Yes .. is serious. Do you agree?"
"Hmm ... How is it?"
"Tuuuh. Swara's mom likes it."
"Oh yes, Swara wants to intern at Jogja lo." Anara looked at her mother.
The phone is still in the bag from the moment it reaches the house. Not felt the conversation with the mother until this late. Opens the WA application that already displays the logo of the incoming message on the top left side of his phone.
Good night my Swari. A good rest! See you tomorrow.
Anara amused herself reading a message from Candra. That familiar greeting usually only happens in the family. But this time the man in the next room greeted with a name similar to his twin.
The night also brewokku. Don't stay up! Sleepless spit!
How brewokku?
Mother called it that.
Candra laughed at Anara's message. His crisp laugh certainly bothered Bryan who was next to him.
"Lu what the hell, Ndra? Noisy to know." Bryan Grunts.
"Gue is called brewok same mother-in-law." Candra laughed again.
"The one called handsome must be me." Limpal Bryan with confidence.
"Whoa. Lizards. Sono's sleep!"
"It's not polite you ma me, Ndra!"
Both of them fell asleep, the calm atmosphere of the village night brought Candra and Bryan more soundly in the dreamland.
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Seeing two foreign men were in the front yard, making some of Mr. Nyoto's neighbors look questionably. Like Bu Endah who was shopping for vegetables this morning.
"Mom, ibuuuu. In Bu Eka's house, there are two foreign men lo. Who is I guess?" The habit of Bu Endah every shopping. Be the bearer of news, gossip, and the warmest information about neighbors.
"Friends Swara kali, Buu." A woman with a red dresser.
"Yes. Yesterday got off the car with Swara and Swari." Connect young mother while choosing kale.
"Ah, but Swara's home is the day after tomorrow. If the two men that Bu Endah meant came yesterday. Means Swari's friend dong." The middle-aged woman with the bracelet on her right-left hand shared her opinion.
"Dulu. These mothers. Every morning there is a language. Which one do you want to buy? My afternoon rush is ngider." Tukas Mang Slamet.
By carrying a bag of crackles containing chili and tomatoes. The woman in red turned to Ms. Eka's house before returning home. She as the mother of RT must determine who the guests of its citizens.
"Asalamualaikuuum." Her voice shifted the focus of Anara who was participating in the kitchen to help the mother.
"Mosur." Replied Mr. Nyoto already carrying a work bag.
"Sir Nyoto wants to go to work?"
"Yes, Miss Hadi."
"Mom Eka is there a ma'am?"
"After. Preparing breakfast. A minute!"
Mr. Nyoto put his bag on the front porch. After letting Hadi sit down. Mr. Nyoto went inside again to call his wife.
"Bu Hadi's. Just shopping?" Sapa Bu Eka's.
"Yes buu. Mateng yet?" Reply Bu Hadi.
"Already mom. Helped Swari just now."
"That's mom. I heard from Miss Endah that there are guests here?" Bu Eka nodded in understanding where Bu Hadi was talking to.
"Oh .. yes ma'am. My son's friend." Obviously Miss Eka.
"My order is Miss RT." The new Tukas Swara emerged from the door and approached Candra and Bryan who were in the courtyard.
Both are looking around. Breathe the cool and fresh air of the countryside. Really vacationing both of them.
"Breakfast first!" Swara said to her twin sister's two friends.
"OKAY. In a minute."
Candra again inhaled a deep breath of air after answering Swara's invitation. A moment later, the two entered the house. Nodding for a moment at Bu Hadi who was returned with a smile.
"Wait a minute! There's still Miss Hadi in front." Said Mr. Nyoto is taken by all residents of the dining table.
"In the village it is understood that there are guests staying must invite a sense of neighbor's adjustment." Swara.
Candra and Bryan certainly understood what Swara meant. It must be related to a red-painted mother up ahead. Both of them understood it.
"Why?" Ask Anara.
"No, Ms. RT in front of nanyain is there a guest here." Anara nodded her lips forming the letter O.
Mom Eka showed up soon. Marking breakfast will begin soon. The fragrant aroma of the chicken lodho is ready to fill the stomach this morning.
"Where's buk?" Ask Anara.
"Bereeees." Answer The mother unites the thumb and forefinger.
"Yes already. We're having breakfast!" Mr. Nyoto's voice gave instructions.
Silent voice.
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