The Exchanged Princess

the missed village (part 1)

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The breeze that hit the leaves feels refreshing in the afternoon is quite hot. In times like these, shady trees become the most comfortable place to lean. Not to mention the expanse of green rice fields with some farmers working on it. The natural atmosphere of the countryside spoiled the eyes of Rayhan who was sitting waiting for Annisa.

Rayhan sometimes turned to Annisa who was plucking small grass in the tomb of Bu Asih. Although they had been in that place for quite a while, Rayhan still saw Annisa wiping her tears.

Rayhan was relieved that his parents knew of their whereabouts. Although his ears were hot to hear the mother's scolding.

"Sina!"

Rayhan turned towards the voice. A teenager of Annisa's age ran towards the cemetery still in her High School uniform.

"Nisa! Oh, my God, is this really you?" his screeches.

Rayhan moved and approached those who were hugging. Rahyan smiled broadly at the face of Annisa who was not grim anymore.

"When are you coming, Nisa? Have you been home yet?" tanyakanya.

"Yet. You just got back from school?"

"Yes. Where do you live, he says rich? Who's here?" his pedicab.

Annisa chuckles softly at the furore of her best friend-Yuli. The look on Yuli's face blushed when she realized Rayhan was watching them.

"Who? Your boyfriend?" yuli asked half a whisper.

"No. This is Brother Ehan, my brother," Annisa said.

"Rayhan's."

"July."

"Nis, is he really your sister? Cute." Yuli whispered while blushing. Annisa gave a smile at the behavior of her best friend.

"Come, to my house! The same mother Bi Titin is cooking for you." Said cheerfully.

"Ngerepotin dong" said Annisa.

"Yes, it's not. It's not done yet?" ask Yuli who then helped dispose of the mound of grass that Annisa had collected.

At first glance Annisa rubbed the tombstone of Bu Asih. In his heart he said goodbye and promised to return before returning home.

Rayhan followed Annisa and Yuli. Earlier, before entering the village they met Yuli's father. Rayhan left his motorbike at Yuli's house and walked to the cemetery.

"You must be at home, Nis. Now you're beautiful. I'm ashamed to walk with you" said Yuli, holding Annisa's hand.

"Why embarrassed? You're beautiful too."

"Can aja. Eh know that? The day after you left, there were mothers coming to your house. What's his name? Mmm ... Ms. Susi. Said your late mother's brother, Nis. You familiar?"

"Know. We live together" Annisa said.

"Oh, so you live with your mother's brother. Slum."

Annisa smiled as she looked at Rayhan. Yuli does not yet know the true identity of Annisa. And it's better for Annisa. At least in this village, she is still the daughter of Bu Asih.

"Miss. You stayed over, right? Nginap yes ...," pinta Yuli, then whispered to Annisa.

"Hey, there I am here. Whispers," said Rayhan.

Yuli looked over while grinning. "Hehe, you know what I whispered."

"No. What the hell are you talking about?"

"July ask us to nginep, so we can see the handsome brother for a long time, he said," said Annisa with a teasing smile.

"Ish you, Nis." Yuli pats Annisa's arm.

"Ciee's face is red." Annisa avoids Yuli's anxiety by running small. The two also enjoyed the rest of the trip to Mr. Indra's house while joking. Rayhan smiled broadly at their happiness.

***

In the Adisurya residence, the atmosphere was not as stretched as before. Although Rayhan forbade Adisurya and Rianti to come to the village for fear of ruining Annisa's happiness, Adisurya ordered some of his men to watch over her children.

Adisurya and Dahlan chatted on the back porch. While Judah was in Raydita's room with Isti and his mother. They tried to comfort Raydita, making Raydita force a smile to appreciate her guests.

"Bu Rianti, when will Nisa come home?" ask Isti.

"If you pay attention, Nisa looks a lot like Neng Rianti. I have never met, but when I saw the photo on Isti's phone, immediately remember our teenage years. It's so similar," Ikah sloroh.

"You don't call 'Neng'. Now the call is used by Nisa. Call me aja's name," Pinta Rianti.

"Oh yeah? It turns out that not only is the beauty that goes down, the call is also nurun," licked Ikah.

"It could be you," Rianti blushed.

"Call 'Mbak', can you?" ask Ikah.

"Byeah," nodded Rianti.

Isti felt bad for Rianti and Raydita. Ummya mistakenly recognized and thought Annisa the family's daughter. He said Annisa was only their adopted son.

"But Nisa was much descended from her father. Pinternya, good, just ask from Mas Adi deh," said Rianti with a carefree face.

"The combination is okay dong yes. Beautiful, smart and good. Isti tuh yes if you have talked Nisa, it is difficult to stop," said Ikah while chuckling.

"I'm sorry, I really don't know. Though Nisa so want to bring supplies to school because of you, right? He said it was good, so it was rare."

"Yes, Mom. Nih same Yuda likes to wrestle," said Isti pointed to Yuda who sat down while playing his cellphone.

"Defamation, I am the most," Yuda joked, making Isti and the two women who were with him laugh softly.

Raydita stared coldly at their laughter. In silence, he felt neglected. Even Mama Rianti looks very happy when telling about Annisa.

***

Annisa set foot towards her house. He deliberately went there when Rayhan was resting because he was tired after a long trip.

With a thumping heart Annisa turned the doorknob of the house where she grew up. When the door opens ...

The smile of the middle-aged woman he loved so much welcomed Annisa's arrival. Coughing, he greeted Annisa and asked her to wash her hands and eat.

"Well! Today eat it as soup claw." The eyes of the 10-year-old girl can be seen sparkling staring at the side dish menu in front of her. The boy excitedly spooned the rice and vegetables into a plastic bowl. And immediately bribed it.

"Slow down, Nisa."

"Enaaaac. You have money, right?"

"Mothers today can earn a decent amount of money, so can masakin your favorite food. How was school?"

"Nisa's on a match, ma'am." Adu girls are innocent.

"Loh, why?"

"Nisa's shoes are hollow, her thumbs are visible." His leg is sucked in.

"Patience yes. Mother's money isn't enough. Hopefully next week we can buy."

"No, Mom. Yuli said she wanted to give her shoes. Can still be used. Mother's money is collected. Nisa wants a bike. Nisa wants to race with friends, ma'am. Village of mutters."

Brugh. Nisa let her body rest on the floor. The memories are deeply embedded in his memory. How not, when his mother showed him the bike the next few days, became the happiest day in Annisa's life. He can be like his friends who play with bicycles.

Had he known at the time, his mother worked so hard just to buy himself a bicycle, even if it was a used bicycle. If only time could be repeated ....

"I'm sorry Nisa, Mom. Nisa doesn't want a bike. Nisa wants mom ...." Isakana.

Annisa. He leaned back and looked inside the house with a pushy look. The shadow of his mother passing by seemed very real.

'Lisa, let's take a shower! Mom has drawn the water.'

'Mother! Nisa got rank one!'

'Mother's son's intervention'.

'Lisa, eat first. Don't play on.'

' Nisa ... Nisa ....'

Annisa was crying again. Cupped his face so that his cries could not be heard by the neighbors. He really misses the days in this house. He misses the figure of his mother.

A very sincere mother loves even though she is not her flesh and blood.

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