
That afternoon the weather was very hot. The sun seemed to be smiling mockingly at a group of teenagers in gray-white uniforms who seemed to be in the shade in front of the school gate waiting for their respective invitations. Today is their last day of national testing, which means they can breathe a sigh of relief after being hit with questions every day before the national exam. Not to mention the extra hours that sometimes make them prolonged stress.
A teenage boy in a gray-and-white uniform whose pants seemed to have been busy discussing with some of his friends, so he did not realize a black sedan invitation had been waiting for him, then a man wearing blue denim pants with a plain white shirt top whose tip of his arm was rolled up to his elbow, came down to him. Suddenly the smile of the teenage boy appeared to see who came to him.
"Eh, I've come apparently. Today is so, right?" ask him with sparkling eyes.
"of course. I've been with Umi, just now. Let's walk!" With a sumpringah he said goodbye to his friends, then walked by his sister's side to a parked car not far from there.
"So, we're going shopping today, Mom?" the tananya was excited, after the car walked into the paved road.
"Of course, because Mas promised and you succeeded in killing a thousand Nadhom Alfiyah, so we buy books and books for you." Gus Hasan smiled in response to his brother's enthusiasm.
"Keep the same coco shirt so, no?" tanyanya returned while removing the clothes Osis attached to his body to leave a black polo shirt.
"Of course, anything for you." Gus Misbah increasingly sumpringah heard his brother's answer, making Gus Hasan scramble his sister's dark mane with anxiety.
Previously Gus Hasan had promised to take his sister for a walk and buy her favorite books that have long been targeted by his sister but not yet accomplished. Gus Misbah had actually charged him many times. But because of busyness, Gus Hasan has not been able to fulfill his promise. Today he happened to have free time, so he took it all later in the afternoon he had to meet the invitation to give thanks at the residence of Kyai Abdul Fatah.
Moreover, his brother had just betrayed a thousand verses of Ibn Malik's alfiyah nadhom. A feat worth appreciating. Gus Hasan knew that his brother was very intelligent. Since Elementary School until now there has not been a single school friend who succeeded in rivaling his achievements. In academic and non-academic fields. In fact, he has memorized the Quran thirty juice since graduating from Primary School, which has now increased to seven juices.
In addition, Gus misbah is also a submissive child, never defying the orders of his parents and brother, so Gus Hasan is very fond of his only sister. Especially after the death of their father, Kyai Jalaludin. In addition to playing an older brother, Gus Hasan doubles as a father to his younger brother.
The car entered the parking lot of a rather large bookstore. Gus Hasan down followed by Gus Misbah. Then the two walked into the store.
"Come, Misbah." Call Gus Hasan who has opened the car door and prepared to enter.
"Wait a minute, Mom!" Then in a hurry he grabbed the newspaper and rushed towards the cashier. Gus Misbah reached into his pants pocket and took out a sheet of ten thousand that had been scuffed and then paid for it.
"What else did you buy, anyway?" the car has run smoothly through the streets of Magelang city.
"Waahh, Adrian Prajabuana will release the work of ER. Jannah is the latest in an auction that will open in a month. Wuih, there's no painter's death. Must be that artist again who's a model." Instead of answering her brother's question, she was busy chattering to herself while opening the newspaper in her hand. Gus Hasan simply raised his eyebrows not commenting.
His sister was indeed very idolizing the ER painter. Jennah. He almost never missed the news about the painter who recently channeled through his works that stirred. How not frenzied if all the objects of his painting is a famous model who has gone worldwide. The painter seemed to have a personal grudge with the model, or wanted to reveal something that was not understood by a layman like himself. Actually Gus Hasan was not interested in such things, just hearing his brother constantly talk about the painter, inevitably Gus Hasan to know.
Gus Misbah seems to have an art soul. In addition to being very fond of things that smell of art, he also seemed to be able to read the messages of paintings by ER Jannah. The proof is that the boy never stopped chattering about every meaning of the painting that the price can be to build a boarding house. Every morning he always interrupted his brother's reading by pulling daily newspapers that Gus Hasan had never missed, just to find news about ER. Jennah. Not infrequently also Gus Misbah borrowed his cellphone or laptop just to browse the idol painter.
"One day if I go to Jakarta, I'll find Adrian Prajabuana's gallery. I'll ask to meet with ER. Jannah to take a picture and ask for her autograph." Babe returned. Typical of teenagers who are talking about their idols. Gus Hasan laughed in response. "Lho, Mommy. Why don't we go straight home?" Gus Misbah only realized that the car they were riding in was running in the opposite direction to the way home.
"We're going to Kyai Abdul Fatah's house. There's an invitation, so go ahead." Gus Hasan replied without looking. He was driving leisurely, but his eyes could not escape the road in front of him.
"But I don't bring a change of clothes, Mas." Half protested.
"Just calm. I brought you clothes. It's in the back seat." Point it at a black plastic in the back seat, with its chin.
Gus Misbah flicked his shoulders and refocused on the Newspaper in his hand.