The First High School Love
Chapter 8 Grief of the House of Eyang
January, 2001
Aunty Dina's voice cried, making Matari wake up. That day, that day,
as he recalled, Sunday at the beginning of January is quite emotionally draining
the whole family at the House.
Matari sat on her bed. Brother and Sandra don't look anywhere. Him
looking at the alarm clock on her sister's desk which shows at half 7 am.
“Matari, let's help. Wear your white Muslim dress.”
Suddenly the Moon came in, still looking messy and undressing.
“Why, Brother?” ask Matari for confusion.
“Middle of the night, Om Budi drop. At dawn, Dad woke me up and Sandra
to accompany the newly arrived Aunt Dina from the Hospital. Om Budi is dead
before dawn in the Hospital. The corpse just came. Sandra is ready
fore. Lo toothbrush, ablution, wash your face, change the clothes of a white Muslim twin
same me. I'm going to the bathroom right now, that's why you're changing.”
Matari still looked confused. “But Brother, the Muslim dress is already narrow.”
The moon takes a breath. “OK, I'm looking for Muslim clothes. Now, lo
clean up in the bathroom. There is no time to shower. Sandra pity
out front alone. I have to go to the stall to buy aqua glasses. The mbok still
get ready behind.”
Matari came down from her bed staring at Sandra's still messy mattress.
“Still dumbfounded? Cepet!!!” exclaim Moon upset and pass out.
***
With the oversize white Muslim clothes belonging to Aunt Marini who was left behind,
Matari slowly approached Sandra.
His beloved cousin looked different than usual. His eyes
blank. He held onto a tissue that had been somehow used for
wiping his tears. Some people go by and greet Sandra.
With a slight hesitation, Matari approached towards Sandra.
“San, the stoic yes. Sorry I just woke up.” Matari whispered in
behind Sandra while stroking her shoulders.
Sandra just smiled thinly. His eyes are swollen and red.
“Lo temenin me yes, Ri. I don't know, Ri...” whispered Sandra trying hard.
Matari embraces her cousin and is unaware of her falling tears. When his Mother
died a few years ago, he wasn't this sad. Even on that day he
playing Barbie with Sandra in the master bedroom, where recently Om
You lie sick there. He was younger and not yet
understand.
But for some reason, today, the shadow of his mother when she died crossed
any more. And she was crying too. Either because I remembered the incident or it was
it's sad to see Sandra as she always is.
***
“Ri, so sorry ya.” Iko said as she approached towards Matari.
By then, the funeral was over. In the house of Eyang only relatives left
close, friends Om Budi and Aunt Dina who came later. Schoolmates
Sandra has also returned home, leaving friends close to Sandra who
most of the guys in his Scout gang.
Matari was a little happy when she saw that from afar Sandra had started to laugh a little
as a result of his friends' ridiculous jokes. He ended up just sitting on the other side
home while eating snacks.
“Why yes, our rich man is wrong what, yes, Ko?” ask Matari
Iko sat next to him.
“Why, Ri?” Iko took an aqua glass and drank it. “Untung
yes today it does not rain.”
“Lo lost brother, I nyokap, now Sandra lost her bokap.
Why yes? I don't think everyone feels that. Why just us-us
who felt the loss?”
“How can we make the gang know not?”
“What the hell, Ko? Sometimes I don't like to connect to you!”
“Loh, I still keep talking about you who was loh hahaha. We could
make gangs of people who lost loved ones. Later
members lo, me, Mama, Papa, a big family lo, uh Mbok Kalis too
no??”
“Hahaha, Crazy base lo!”
“Finally laugh too.”
“While is also why I laugh. Not funny though.”
“Btw, lo many families also yes. I was told Mama was confused.
Her name is Kak Tiwi beautiful yaaa, rich Dian Sastro.”
“Hah, who the hell?”
“New movie artist out. The film is called Falling Star.”
Of course for Matari it's natural that she doesn't know. Because at that time, in the 2000s, Dian Sastrowardoyo was not as famous as it is now. He has just made his debut in an indie film. Not yet signed into Box Office.
“Not knowing me. Never seen a movie. The adventures of Sherina
I watched his pirated vcd aja.”
“Ya already, sometime we watch together yes if there is a good movie.”
The deg! Matari's heart was racing again. Asked watch? By Iko?
“Kok BENGONG?”
“Gue has never seen a movie. What a great village am I?”
“Ngaklah. Naturally, you are still Junior High. So later we will find a movie whose rating you can watch.”
***
Although tomorrow is Monday, the first day of recitation in memory of Om Budi in the house of Eyang is visible
pretty crowded. Aunt Dina is still in the room, accompanied by Sandra and Aunt Marini while carrying a book of jasin. Invisible tasbih separated from his long fingers.
Matari was helping the Moon and Kak Tiwi was delivering tea drinks
warmly in each study participants dominated by the Fathers
complex. Among them are tucking Iko and his Papa. Aunt Indira helped
by accompanying the Princess who still looks shocked and dwells also in the
her room.
“Lan, are you single?” kak Tiwi's voice half whispered. Banjarmasin Logatnya looks thick combined with non-standard Indonesian.
“Again. Why the hell?” ask the Moon wonder.
“Trus which is your boyfriend? Not coming?” ask Tiwi again.
“Again. Don't come by. Later digenitin same lo.”
“Dih, am I a girl what? I was curious. Miss paskibra in 2001
what's this rich guy?” timpal Tiwi while smiling. Then turn to look towards Matari, looking for a new victim. “You're kalo, Ri?”
“Ihhh, please. His girlfriend Matari is with his father. Her mom is cute
really nemenin Eyang in room.”
“Oh, aunty whose house is so big that yes?”
“Dad, it's Matari's boyfriend, satisfied lo?”
“Ciyeee, Marian. The guy's cool too, his hair curls that way. Gemes.”
“Heiiiii, he's our junior.” Tandas Bulan while stepping on his feet
Tiwis.
“Bulaaaan, sick tau! I'm just muji. Your eyes are so great to be able to get
gituan.”
Matari smiled shyly, then looked at Iko. Iko returned her smile
sincerely. The butterfly danced back to her stomach.
***
When Matari arrived home on Monday after school, Sandra was seen
sleeping next to his mother. Aunt Dina was still sad and slept in her room continuously.
Anyang too. The house looks so quiet. Everyone is still grieving the loss of Om Budi.
Kak Bulan, as usual, returned with his Paskibrakanya activities. Mbok Kalis looks
back to doing his activities. One of them is by giving food to koi fish. The house of Eyang had returned deserted unlike yesterday-yesterday.
The family of Aunt Marini and Om Wiryo, the 3rd and 4th sisters of Matari's father, are back
to town early this morning by plane. Matari's father took a leave of absence and was busy helping out
taking care of the death certificate in Mr. RT, because Aunt Dina is still not able to take care of it alone.
Mbok Kalis said, this morning until noon there are still mourners who
overtake come. Some have friends Om Budi and Aunt Dina.
Suddenly the phone rings. After a few times, Matari
hoisted it.
“Halo, assalamualaikum.”
“Walaikumsalam, hi. Busy again?” the wet raspy voice was direct
recognised him.
“Hai, Dav.”
“Gue is sorry, Matari. Sorry I didn't go yesterday
lo. Because the richness lo again busy really.”
“Oh, you came yesterday?”
“Iya. Same with Abdi and Lisa.”
“Hmm, how can I not see?”
“Iya. You're busy next to your cousin. Say hello to him yes.”
“Iya, thanks.”
“He is still sad yes, surely?”
“Iya. Maybe his family is ready, because I'm ready
pain length. Only now may my aunt begin to feel lonely because she was abandoned forever. People say, you feel more sad when all the mourners have left and the house is back quiet.”
Davi fell silent.
“Sorry, sorry yes. I said yes, hahaha.”.
Matari finds it strange to share that feeling of loss with Davi, who may not understand the feeling.
“Gue to apologize, Ri. I don't know what it's like. I am too
don't know what to say to you. That's why I didn't do it yesterday
lo same. Not because you are busy.”
Matari smiled with relief even though she knew, Davi would not see her.
“Ri, said Abdi, lo kalo Wednesday, Thursday, Friday exkul ya?”
“Eh…. Ja. Your informant abdi?”
“Kless more. Because of you I am blind at all.”
“Beda ya about Thea..”.
“Udahlah, do not need to mention him again.”
“Lo angry with her?”
“Ngak. That's just the past. Trus if pas no excul,
may I call you after school rich gini?”
“Ya is up to you anyway.”
“Kalo home exckul about what time?”
“Why, Dav?”
“No, it's doang.”
“Varying, I can not say this time I have come home.”
“Iya, you are very happy yes same exkul-ekskul lo it.”
“Yes because if there is a container for my hobby. Whyever not? Rich is
love the ball, yes elo join in ball excul with Abdi.”
“Iya, actually he entered the mading by accident. I am the prankster
write it on the form without him knowing. Hahaha..”.
“Pantesan…. Where clashing mulu same schedule exkul ball.”
“Iya. That's why he more often nitip doang bags. Set the face to Mom
Tasya.”
“Great lo.”
“Yes but now, there's a point also he's in mading.”
“Why is that?”
Davi laughs. “Lo ngegemesin yes. Time don't know?”
“Ngak...”
“Matari, if I call gini someone is angry?”
“There...”.
“Who?”
“My one. She likes sprains if I make phone long-time.”
“HAHAHAHA. Oh my goodness, MATARI! I guessaa..”.
Matari looked confused. “Gue seriously.”
Davi is still laughing. For Matari, nothing is funny.
“Eh yes, I've seen you like a guy. Lo guy?”
Matari. He thought for a moment.
“Not. And not yet.”
“Kok yet?”
“Crazy lo. He's a High School boy. I could get angry dong. My neighbor
tula.”
“Means that same Junior High child can dong?”
Matari was silent again.
“Tuh, right, diem aja. Can not?”
“Hmmm, you know what the hell, Dav?”
“No, no papa.”
***
