The Beginning of a Famous Writer

Someone whose presence is not expected

The high-rise building to witness our journey, because the day is very late at night, and already very quiet from the activities of people, only the lights that adorn the building add to the impression of luxury.

In less than an hour we have arrived at home, sure enough, it turns out there have been many changes around my brother's house.

Then grab stopped in the yard, we all immediately went down, and did not forget to drop all the luggage, after all was felt to be done, brother handed a red sheet of money to the driver.

After that, the driver passed leaving us who were waiting for the door to open from the inside.

After a knock and greeting, the door opened, and was seen behind the door of my brother's wife, from the look on his face he was so pleased with our arrival.

From just arriving until the morning before, we had no sleep, our arrival was almost dawn, forcing us not to sleep anymore.

We were busy with our activities, clean and changed clothes, I also alternately bathed children and changed their clothes, to feel fresh, after they slept.

While we continued our activities, starting from cleaning the luggage, by, and preparing breakfast, because the shubuh has passed, the shabuh immediately rose to be greeted with an atmosphere in the morning decorated with morning dew.

The sun greets the morning with a smile that is very admirable, a smile that radiates its warmth in the morning is very cold.

I enjoy the warmth of the sun while enjoying breakfast on the terrace, we all enjoy breakfast here, I feel happy at this time, gathering with people I care about, he said, together with my brother I felt I was regaining the family warmth that had once been lost. I seem to have a big family.

At first glance, he recalled the figure who was always missed, "Father" if he could still gather in the middle of us, if he could still gather with children and daughters-in-law, joking with grandchildren, and children, how perfect this life is.

Although there was a faithful husband beside me, but the presence of a brother seemed to fill the niche of the heart that was once empty, there was a brother beside me as if this self was fenced in iron, strong and protected.

That's how thirsty I'll be a complete family all this time.

***

The day passed with fun, we were so happy here, the children were so engrossed in playing, even though they had just met. But blood ties seemed to lead them, so that familiarity intertwined for the moment of his first meeting.

We have been here for a few days, feeling satisfied to unwind, the next day I intend to go on the road.

"What if we just walk tomorrow?" I started to open my voice as dinner went on.

"Again, what about the others?" Said brother while glancing in the other direction.

"Again, but where?" Reply my sister-in-law.

Husband, mother and children also seem to agree.

"How about we go to the Old City, take the train, I've never tried to take the train" I said embarrassedly.

It's true, for a lifetime I've never been on a train, the birth of the capital, but the size of the beloved village.

All agreed, the children cheered, they are so happy tomorrow will take the train.

"Rail train, tut tut tut...

Who's gonna come along?

To Bandung, Surabaya

You can ride for free

Come on my friend get on

My train didn't stop long."

That was how Reyhan and Hasbi expressed the joy of his heart.

We all laughed at the behavior of these two children.

Hasbi is my brother's second child, his first child is also a 12-year-old boy, Hasbi and Reyhan's age is not far away, Reyhan is one year older than Hasbi. That's why they're so familiar.

***

After performing the congregational prayer, my husband and I died, the bocil duo who were still loyal to their dreams.

In the family room there is already my mother, brother and sister-in-law who are talking about what will be prepared to take the road. My husband and I participated in the idea there.

Finally all preparations are finished. And the bocil bocil was all awake. and was neat with their own clothes.

Right at half-eight in the morning we left, we deliberately went in the morning, avoiding the heat, because I saw on social media, the Old City was not much of a protective tree, so it seemed hot.

We went to the station using the service of grab. Arriving at the station we immediately queued at the entrance. Before long we finally arrived at the train stop to the old town.

The train came, we were just like the other passengers also rushed to enter the train.

The atmosphere on the train is very crowded, maybe because in the morning, a lot of passengers are scrambling, because all the passengers are mostly workers, they seem to be set by time, as if they are set by time, do not want to be late to arrive at work, draped in the train does not matter to them, as long as they arrive at their destination without being late.

I noticed the social attitudes of people here are very high, those who have the opportunity to sit, but are not carrying children or not pregnant women, nor old age especially people with disabilities, without command, he said, they will give their seats to the passengers carrying children or pregnant women, old age, and disability.

Passing through several stations and more than an hour drive we finally reached the destination, namely the Old City, which people there call KoTu.

Kota Tua located in Pinangsia, Taman Sari, West Jakarta, DKI Jakarta, is one of the most famous tourist attractions in Jakarta.

Enter the old city that is free of charge, making this tourist spot visited by many, especially by young people, because the place has a lot of view to take pictures.

In addition to presenting old European-style buildings, the Old City of Jakarta also presents a side of history.

We really enjoyed the view that the Old City presents, even though in the Old City there are not many protective tree trees, but see the old building, the building, and photo services by playing characters who are involved in the struggle first, as if we will be in the moment.

While we were engrossed in the scenery and taking pictures in what we thought was a good place, the three Rey, Hasbi and Aihzan, busy with their own world, they were bubble wars, showing off that their bubble is the most powerful.

On the way before entering the Old City they had time to buy the bubble, with a tremendous whimper. Inevitably three bubbles change hands, from the seller to the third hand of the leak.

We spent until dzuhur here, finally finished praying and lunch, we plan to go back home.

***

We are on vacation to my brother's house, almost every day to spend time together, either walking together, or just chatting while joking, coincidentally during our time here my brother took time off work.

It didn't feel like today, our last day to be together, tomorrow I have to go back home, because the holidays are almost over.

Preoccupation with joking and chatting, did not feel the day was already afternoon. Slowly the sun shuffled from the contest, the clockwork of the wall pointed towards the number six, the sign of the day was already very twilight. Orange-colored rays of the sun adorn the sky. Kumandang adzan magrib sayup sayup heard from a distance, we all immediately entered intending to perform magrib prayer.

Not a few minutes inside, not a single activity has been done since entering earlier, knocking was heard from outside.

"Tok.. Assalamualaikum.." Say someone from outside.

I rushed towards the door intending to open the door, out of curiosity as well as who was visiting during a magrib like this.

"Walaikum salam..," I said as I ran a little

"Sebent.." My words stopped immediately, eyes did not stop blinking, emotions immediately churned.

"You?" I'm rude. He slammed the door and left, leaving him still standing.

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