The Beginning of a Famous Writer

A Happy Night

"Udah ah hugged his embrace. It's been 11pm, the stuff's been done yet?" My brother spoke up.

We broke the embrace. I looked at my husband.

"Well, what about all our stuff? Has anyone been packed? By also?" My toot.

Because I overslept earlier, it was unthinkable that tomorrow we would return home soon.

"Not bund, right from earlier father take care of children, because this dear mother is crashing in the room." Answer the husband while looking at this chin, and embrace my shoulder. Marking my husband is also happy with what has happened today.

"Yes. gmna nih.. ? My exclamation.

"Well, let's start packing with a child already asleep!" Bring along.

We all walked into the living room.

" Yes already, please pack packing first, om go home first, because it's late at night, tomorrow om here again." With permission to leave.

We all thanked him while shaking his hand.

After that, we hurry to get ready for tomorrow's return.

"So Indri and all tomorrow want to go back home again?" Ask Dinda.

"Yes Dind, you came at the right time, even though the last day, at least we can still meet and our problems are resolved."

I said with a smile.

Dinda smiled happily, but at once the look on her face turned sad.

"Yes.we met for a while donk. I am still not satisfied with meeting my sister." said Dinda while re-embracing me into her arms.

"But at least, we've met even last night. This is the most precious meeting for us, Dind." My reply.

"Yes brother. But after this I don't know when we meet again, brother," he said sadly.

"Relax Dind.. now it is sophisticated, we can often meet here," I said as I brandished the rectangular flat object.

Laughing anyway..

"Cie cie cie. glad to be. adek adek brother who will soon huddle and gossip while vidio call." Seloroh bang Hanif with his nosiness.

Me and Dinda simultaneously threw a glance and hit bang Hanif's shoulder in annoyance.

Everybody laugh. Look at the behavior of the three of us.

The day that already showed at one in the morning, some of us had already slept from earlier.

Like my mother and sister Dwi who have since waded through the dreamland.

Now there are four of us. It looks like Hanif's husband and bang are still busy tying things up and by the ones we're going to take home.

Dinda and I still talk about a lot of things.

Like Dinda back to tell me about the real Father who also misses me very much.

Wanted to make me happy, to make up for all the pain he had ever caused.

Even Dinda did not stop talking.

Until finally Dinda took out a small red box from inside the tenteng bag that she was carrying. The box is coated with red velvet fabric, from the shape of the box like a jewelry box.

"This is my father's hand for my sister. I prepared this a few months before he died. At that time, you can get a little extra sustenance than usual. So he bought this for Indri. He intended to give through the Hanif bang on Hanif's wedding day." Obviously Dinda is long.

"Bapak intends to leave it the same bang Hanif when bang Hanif returned home for his wedding," but fate said another, Father called before he could give this to Indri." He said with tears and immediately thrust the box towards me.

I was moved, it turns out that all this time I had misjudged Father. I have sinned against the Father. I shed tears again.

My husband strengthened me. He's holding this shoulder.

"Patient mother yes, at least mother now can accept and forgive everything that happened first. Now your job as a child is to send prayers to you. Now you are calm there to see your mother and Dinda have made up, even in a moment, will share rumors, right bang Hanif?" seductive husband.

Hearing that, I pinched his stomach.

"Oh duh.." cried my husband.

But I didn't stop the pinch until he asked for mercy.

"Even bund. father promises not to tempt mother again," he said while brandishing two fingers to form the letter V.

I took off the cut and we all laughed happily.

Seeing me who never received the gift box from the Father. My brother told me to take it immediately.

"Take it, you did plan long before he died. Even before you bought the gift. You have conveyed that intention to my brother." Reveal bang Hanif at length, while looking at me hinting to receive the box.

I did not receive the box. But I asked Dinda if you gave the same to her and her three sisters.

"No let alone to buy us this crowded, to meet daily needs is difficult. But somehow when the intention of the Father is spoken, like God gave way. Until you can buy this. The previous father had asked us for permission if he would buy this item for his brother. Because we feel Indri's brother never felt again the results of the sweat droplets of the Father, therefore we all agree." Dinda.

I then received the box and opened it, it turned out that it contained a necklace with a heart.

I was very surprised, happy and moved to receive the goods given by the Father through Dinda.

Dinda grabbed it and put it on this neck.

"I had intended to give this a long time ago, but brother Indri who always avoids me, makes me look for the right time." Bright Dinda.

Hearing Dinda's explanation I became misbehaved, because it was because of hatred I closed the meeting to not communicate with Dinda

I just hugged her back, the form of my apology that had hated her all along. And do not forget I say thank you because he has been keeping the goods prepared for me for many years.

We look so familiar.

I remembered that I who had not prayed, immediately took ablution and fulfilled it.

After the prayer I did not forget to pray, because God has moved my heart to forgive each other. I am so thankful that God did not make my heart full of vengeance until death.

It did not feel like the day was getting late, and all the items were also ready to be packed.

We intend to sleep again. Because of the drowsiness that is already unbearable again.

"Sister for tonight we sleep together huh. For bang Ardi please understand! I minjam sak Indrinya this night, " said Dinda with a cry.

"Seep.. but the truth is sleep. don't huddle." replied my husband and he passed away going to the living room.

We who heard my husband's rant only put on a jutek face.

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