The House in the Middle of Sawah

Moving out??

At exactly eleven, my HP shook. SMS in, from my father. I arrived at the terminal and asked to be picked up. I got up from my seat, While Hasan was asleep in a sitting position, a loud snoring sounded from his mouth. Strange base, no Irul no Hasan, have a friend is not all right.

"Hey hey!", I patted Hasan on the shoulder.

"Hmmm?", Hasan was still ogah-ogah and to open his eyes.

"I go back first yes, tell me the same Mr. Ibuk e Erni", I say goodbye to Hasan who is still busy rubbing his eyes.

"Later if there is a development from Erni please SMS me broh", I stepped away. Hasan just nodded.

I immediately headed to the bus terminal, not wanting to make you wait too long. Today the weather is quite stinging, maybe the rainy season is coming to an end. Entering the terminal area, I searched where you were waiting. There were so many passersby, merchants, motorcycle taxi drivers, buskers, and some of the same people as me looking for new members of his family to come. I found him talking to one of the traders in the corner of the terminal. Seeing me coming, the Father waved his hand.

"Why is this sir?", asked the merchant.

"Yes sir, my monggo came home first", Mr. farewell to the merchant. And ride in the back seat of the "Thor". We rolled home, the air was getting hotter.

On top of the bike there is not much that we use. I'm just saying that Mbah Kadir was angry last night is unclear. Ask your father to come to his house today. Must be today.

"Sir, what's the matter? You keep a secret from me and Ibuk?", I ventured to ask, because my curiosity was so turbulent. I just kept quiet, not answering a word.

"Sir? You know, before my sister yesterday cried shock, I took a look at women and small children on the porch of the house. And actually I felt strange at home a few times", I'm still trying to ask for your explanation.

"That's Father's business. You're your job, studying. College focus. Ntar graduated from college to become a PNS, so that you can make your Father and Mother proud. That's it", you answered my question with a non-connecting answer. But I did not dare to refute it, I stopped this conversation that had no meeting point.

"Sir? Actually, what is it that Mbah Kung asked you to come home today? What are you hiding from me, sir?", Mother asked the Father, tailing behind the Father.

"Bojo just came home do not be questioned neko neko. What to drink is that eating. Not knowing that I am tired anymore. Lagian ojo goes along with men's business. Your job is enough to raise children", Father's answer this time makes me furious. How could you have such a thought? I just nodded silently.

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At one o'clock in the afternoon after bathing and eating, I rushed to Mbah Kadir's house, riding the "Thor". I asked to come along, but you just kept quiet not to press my request. Me and my mom can only wait. Without knowing what Mbah Kadir and Bapak are doing. What are they hiding from this family? I look like I'm crying. Naturally, I think I am hurt by the words of the Father earlier. I don't know, you changed a little today, like you didn't usually.

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Ahead of Maghrib, the sound of a pick up enters the yard of the house. Me, Ibuk and Sister looked at the front porch. Turns out there's Lik Diran and Dad in the pick up. While the "Thor" nangkring in the back tub pick up. Dad came out of the pick up, walked in a hurry and invited us into the house.

"All of you, let's pack up. For a while we were in the store", Mr. stepped into the room, leaving me and Ibuk who did not understand what was going on, but we were unable to ask or deny it.

Not the answer I got today, but one more question added up. Why do we have to move?

What else is this???

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